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

She only glanced at the notification for a moment without bothering to read the message before scrolling downwards. The next one was a message from a number saved as Bestie. It was from her best friend, Ivy. Hailey clicked on it and read the contents. The message read thus; Bestie: I heard the news that the Old Madam is dead. Is it true? If it is, then you’re getting divorced, right?

I stood tall, meeting their eyes without flinching. “I understand your anger,” I said calmly. “Yes, I am Elena Morrison — Julian’s ex-wife. I changed my name and rebuilt my life after he destroyed it. I did not disclose my identity because I knew he would use it against me. But my work here has always been honest. My results speak for themselves.” Sophia, sitting quietly watching the exchange with wide eyes but said nothing.

I replied midst of laughter. However, the tone in his voice got me more confused and I became lost in the situation. "I'm not joking Anthony, that is my wife. She is Roseline James!" Sinclair sounds more serious than I could imagine. "What are you talking about Sinclair? Who is your wife? When did you get married without my knowledge? Is this a joke or what? If it is a joke, kindly stop at this moment!" I started feeling irritated by the outcome of the conversation; it was getting more and more annoying.

GRAY'S POV I stared at the news, my eyes glued to the screen as the images replayed over and over. "What is this?" I whispered, barely able to contain my anger. My grip on the TV remote tightened until my knuckles turned white. Sylvia, my own wife, was there on the screen, entangled with another man. The betrayal hit me like a punch to the gut.

His words hung in the air, a palpable accusation that seemed to crush Vanessa's spirit. Vanessa's eyes pleaded with Gracko, her face etched with desperation. "Please forgive me. I still love you so much. I love you, Gracko. Please, you can't keep punishing me this way. I am your wife." Her words were a pitiful attempt to soften Gracko's heart, but his expression remained unmoved, his eyes flashing with a fierce anger. "My wife?" Gracko scoffed, his voice laced with disdain.

he gritted out. I pushed against his chest and ducked away from him. “I cannot be pregnant, Mr. Graves!” I whisper yelled, my voice tight. “Why? Is the baby Xavier's?” he pushed, a tight unknown emotion crossing his face. “What? No!“ I exclaimed in pure disgust. “So you are pregnant,” he said conclusively. “If your ex-husband is not the father, then who on earth is it!” You! I was tempted to shout but I bit the insides of my cheeks instead.

No way! What he said next made my eyes widen and threaten to burst out of its sockets. “Dear Ex-Wife, Let Us Restart.”

I was walking down the hallway after my last class when someone called me. "Miss Grey!" The voice sounded disaster. It was no other than the infamous Victoria Bash, the P. E teacher. She was considered to be the campus crush with her gorgeous hair and sexy body. She had been divorced twice and there was a hearsay that she was in a relationship with a Hollywood actor.

Jones huffed. Madeline did not take Mrs. Jones' attitude to heart. Reaching down to pick up the magazine, its cover title spoke of how she had gotten back together with her ex-husband, Jeremy Whitman, and how the two of them had bought a new house where they now settled down in. The cover page was of the two of them holding hands as they took a sweet stroll under the moonlight. “Have you ever considered Rye’s feelings, Eveline? You’re Ryan’s wife!” Mrs. Jones accused.

I said. “So does he find someone better?” Stacey smiled and nodded. “He went back to his ex-wife after realizing that although she wasn’t perfect, she was still better,” Unease curled low in my stomach as my face scrunched. “Weird series though. I don’t think I would be watching but the title?” “I don’t really remember but when we see next, I’ll tell you the title.”