Novel & Cerita Rising Ex Wife：love Me Again Mrs Graves

I mean she left me the first time to get married to someone else and even when we got together, it's clear now that she didn't do it for love, no she did it for the title and the money. I watch as another man fucks my wife and mate, turning her into different positions and she enjoys every minute of it and when they're done, I watch as they both walk into the bathroom out of sight from the camera, but I'm certain that they're both taking a shower and probably continue fucking in there. I close the laptop, run my hands through my hair and take a few deep breaths so I don't tear apart this house. “Elijah, you have done excellent work, this is exactly what I needed. Thank you.” I tell him.

"In watching Damien Anderson realize he can't touch what's mine." The possessiveness in his voice shouldn't have sent a shiver down my spine. But it did. "I'm not yours," I said quietly. "For the next year, you are." He held my gaze. "At least, that's what everyone will believe." Before I could respond, the elevator dinged. The doors opened, and a woman stepped out—late fifties, perfectly coiffed silver hair, designer dress, and eyes like ice chips. "Calloway." Her voice could freeze vodka. "Imagine my surprise when I heard you'd gotten married. Without inviting your own mother."

As my lips moved against his, he gradually took over. He was one hell of a kisser. When I pulled away to gaze into his eyes, butterflies swarmed my stomach. The tenderness in his eyes was enough to make me go weak in the knees. Is this what it means to meet your soulmate? "Do you know me?" I slurred, and he raised a brow. "Who doesn't know you? You're Isabella Moreno, granddaughter of one of the richest men in New York," he responded, a certain glint in his eyes.

“We have a problem.” “Oh?” the voice on the other end replied, a hint of amusement evident. “What kind of problem?” “It’s Calla,” Damien said, his grip on the phone tightening. "Your ex-wife.?" The voice asked. "The bitch hasn't even signed the divorce papers ." Damien said “She’s back. And she’s stirring up trouble.” There was a pause on the other end of the line, followed by a low chuckle. “Well, well, well. Looks like the past has come back to bite you in the ass, huh?”

"She said I better hold tight to this. That things have a way of coming back around!" "Look at these!" Lora grabbed a Baccarat crystal vase. "All these expensive gifts! All this pretense!" The crystal exploded against the wall. "She saw right through it all!" "Lora, stop!" Samuel tried to grab her arm. She whirled on him, eyes wild. "Don't touch me! Don't you dare touch me! I saw how you looked when they mentioned her name. Still wanting your precious first wife?" "That's ridiculous.." "Is it?" Lora yanked open her phone, showing a video already going viral. "Look at the comments! 'Samuel Caldwell's first wife makes stunning comeback.' 'Guess he picked the wrong woman.' They're all laughing

"Can you say that name again?"I frowned. "Ms.Celine Winston. Why?" I asked. "She's my ex-wife," I stammered. The air hung heavy with a mix of shock and confusion. Harvey stared at me with wide eyes. “Is she your ex-wife? “he asked in disbelief as his eyes widened. “Y---Yes” “What the hell! Are you really serious about this? Is she really your ex-wife?!” Harvey's voice was a mix of disbelief and awe.

“Hahahahaha…..look into my eyes, whore. You will never dare to raise a finger on me. What about this? What if I decide to run my mouth and tell your step daughter what you did to every one of the men who wanted to get married to her?” “Don’t piss me off.” “Tell me something whore. How will she or even that weak cock of your husband react, when I tell them how you ordered me and the boys to take the lives of every one of those men. One after the other because you never wanted the poor girl to find happiness.” “Shut up, idiot!" Mrs. Gravus snaps.

While I sob silently in the car, I took my phone that was already placed beside me by Louis and messaged Vivienne that I was coming to her place. I thought I had gotten over my husband…nope, my ex-husband… Alex, actually, but spending recent times with him and the advice I got from my friend caused old feelings to ignite inside of me. But this flame, I will quench. I promise… We arrived at Vivienne’s place a few minutes later, and upon stepping into her living room, my breath skipped a bit. I froze in place, still trying to process what my eyes were seeing. As I tried to process everything, my eyes widened in disbelief, my mouth agape like a fish out of water.

Lila followed suit. “You know what, I never knew you could act so well like this! So you still don't want to admit that you're Lila Sims, right? Come on, it's high time you say it out loud that you're truly Grey's ex-wife who has returned to take revenge on us!” Lila's eyes widened, and her forehead created a crease. “Ex-wife? Grey, you never told me that you had an ex-wife before this crazy woman standing here!” Lila remarked, provoking more anger in Cynthia, while Grey lowered his head in shame.

GIRL THIS IS A MAN WHO WAS MARRIED TO YOU 👀 @DirtyLaundryDept: If this is your ex?? oh my god. The way he sounds BROKEN. This is not casual typing. This is 'I lost my wife and I’m dying.' @TeaIsHot: No seriously — someone connect the dots. Mistress scandal. Divorce rumors. The disappearance. Is this THAT couple???? Couple? @BurnBook: If this is the asshole husband from the news?? I’m perched with popcorn. I need answers NOW.