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

“I promise I won’t leave you again. I will listen to your words.” Let it be known this time; I truly mean what I say. That was a very emotional moment for us. Both mama and papa were beside me. Oh, how I wish Antonio was here too. Mama wiped my tears when my phone started ringing. A little annoying to be the truth for the disturbance. Maybe, it could be Antonio. But, the moment my eyes fell on the screen, my mood turned off. It is none other than my ex-husband! What the fuck he wants now?

She could not give up, not when her daughter was the only thing keeping her alive. It had been a year, and her husband had never once called to ask about their daughter’s condition. They occasionally crossed paths whenever she returned to the mansion, but he never asked about Lily. He was always with his ex girlfriend, Vanessa, the lady she believes he cut ties with long ago. Whenever Olivia tried to speak to him, he would go on and on about how much he hated her. She held onto the little hope of love left in her heart until the day she overheard him talking to his secretary. He had admitted that he married her only to satisfy his dying father. He said he never cared about her.

Just not in the way she thought. Mrs Bennett leaned in quickly, her voice urgent. “Please, don’t cry. Be strong. You remember what I told you before we got here?” “I remember.” “Then be strong,” she said, patting my hand like she was reassuring a child. “You’re going to get everything back. Your husband, your home, your future. Everything will go back to the way it was.” I nodded again. But in my mind, I was screaming: How? How is anything going to go back to normal when he’s playing house with another woman? When he already has a child with her, and another one on the way?

Yes, we've had a rough time. We both went through a deep hell, but God had mercy on us, we are resurrected and have overcome. And today we start a new episode in life. I’m Mrs. Renegade, the title I aspired to, dreamed of for a long time. And today it has all become a reality. I am the lawful wife of that wonderful, gorgeous man I saw standing by the pulpit waiting for me, who pulled me tenderly by the hand beside him. I love him, have told him so many times. There's only one secret left to share with him, and I'll do it tonight.

Once she was gone, I banged my fist on his desk, showing him my displeasure for his nonchalant behavior. “I am your wife Marcus, not a casual employee. How do you want your workers to respect me when my husband treats me like crap.” Marcus returned back to typing on his system ignoring me like I did not exist. “If you have nothing else to say, let Gia do her job and show you your new office.” He said dismissively. I hissed out my grievance, and retaliated by snatching his new model laptop off his desk and smashing it on the floor. “I fucking own you Marcus Sow and the sooner you understand it, the better.”

“I don’t know what makes her think we’re foolish enough to believe this act.” Jessica blinked rapidly, realizing she had to maintain her mask. She drew in a sharp breath and began crying again, louder this time, her shoulders shaking. “Why does she hate me so much? Why can’t she let me stay? Why does she want me gone? I’m your wife, not hers! Why does she keep talking?!” She buried her face in her hands like a child denied candy. Vivian sighed deeply, too exhausted to challenge the performance. “That is enough, both of you. I won’t have this back and forth in my house.”

I rose to my feet and said to Scott and Michelle, "You have such a beautiful daughter." "Just so you know, Annabel," began Scott who came and stood in front of me, "I do not apologize for my behavior earlier nor was I mistaken. Did you really think that a complete makeover would change the love that we shared? Did you seriously underestimate how deep our love was and still is?" Myron stepped in front of me, "I have had enough of your humiliation, Scott Davis. This woman you're calling Annabel is my wife and not who you think she is."

Just a minute ago I was terrified that something bad had happened to them. “Turn around mommy!” Bella screamed happily, pointing behind me and I couldn't help but turn around. And there he was on one knee, holding a red velvet box with a sparkling diamond ring inside. “Dear ex-wife: will you marry me, again? I would like to spend the rest of my life with you and share more good memories with you. I love you so much, Katerina.” His voice was deep with emotions, eyes gentle as he looked at me as though the whole world had disappeared, leaving just the two of us.

“And could you kindly guess who he was graciously getting all sweaty with?” My brain was already blank, not knowing anyone to think of to match their vibe. I had no idea, but I still had to try, “Don’t tell me it's his wife's maid.” They screamed like crazy people, and of course, they are more than crazy. “She’s back!” Mo announced like she was reading the weather. “In full gloss, full lingerie, and fully breaking marriages.” “Your lover boy’s shameless ex is now the mistress of your evil ex-therapist’s husband,” Kira narrated. “That’s enough drama dished out on her plate by karma.”

A spiteful voice had my stomach dropping in fear as the small crowd parted to reveal my ex-mother-in-law. The woman marched up to me, her face red with rage, she grabbed my hand. "You wretched girl. Speak the truth, there's no way a worthless girl like you who's only good for washing my dishes and doing my laundry is married to--" "MRS. GREY," Atlas's cold correction froze both me and Rosa. "w what?" she stammered her face filling with real fear for the first time. "MRS. GREY, that's how you should address my wife,"