Ruthless Ex Husband Novels & Stories

"You're pregnant? Wait…are you actually scavenging through trash with my child? Oh, my god! How skinny she is! What kind of mom are you, anyway? He rattled on and on in front of me, but it took a solid moment for the reality to sink in. It was Killian, my ex-husband, the man I had divorced five years ago. He kept harping on, "Why is she so scrawny? Sierra, how could you be such a failure of a mother?" I just brushed him off, yet he wouldn’t stop gabbing, "Why are you even here? Are you just putting on a pathetic show because you knew I was coming to inspect the area?" Clutching my little daughter tightly, I couldn't be bothered to waste my breath on him. The gorgeously dressed woman in desig

Maybe I'd find something funny enough to get my mind off everything. The app loaded. The first video that appeared made my entire body freeze. It was a video of Betty and me. Our wedding anniversary. We were dancing together, smiling for the cameras, looking like the perfect billionaire couple everyone believed we were. Someone edited a picture of Jewel over the video. My eyebrows pulled together. Then a man's voice began playing over the footage. “It has come to light that the marriage between popular billionaire Jayson Blackwood and billionaire heiress Betty Harrington has officially come to an end. Sources claim the marriage collapsed after Jayson was caught cheating with his longtime lov

he said, raising an eyebrow like it would ring a bell. And it did. The name hit like ice. The CEO, Ruthless, Billionaire. The man I had challenged in an elevator. “I need a wife,” he continued, as if discussing the weather. “One year. A contract. No romance.” I was so shocked I almost laughed in his face, But I wouldn't dare, I had heard one too many stories about this man, how people who went against him didn't just loose jobs, they never recovered... He didn’t move.

Tears blurred her vision, falling freely down her cheeks. “How can he lie like that?” she whispered into her hands. “How can he look me in the eyes and say it’s just work?” She’d seen the messages. Heard Queen’s voice telling him not to be late. Seen the pictures of them together. Her phone buzzed. She wiped her eyes and glanced at the screen— Breaking: Business Mogul Kael Woods Spotted With Ex-Wife Queen. The picture hit like a dagger. His arm around Queen’s waist. Her head tilted on his shoulder.

Chris Richards stood in the doorway looking round the room, then he spotted Jason and walked towards him. He was tall and broad shouldered, his greying hair had been dyed back to it’s original ash blonde color. He was well dressed like always in a dark blue suit. He was the richest man in California and was known as a ruthless businessman who did anything to score a point in business. His personal life wasn't the best either. His four ex wives had all complained of how mean and abusive he was.

Shaw glared at me viciously. She was doing it deliberately. Deliberately trying to embarrass me in front of so many people. But two could play at that game Madam Smith seemed to catch the undertone and furrowed her brows. "Charlotte, so your ex-husband is Ryan from the Frost family in Jelaston?" "Yes," I admitted it openly. Having had someone I liked, having been married, is nothing to be ashamed of. Madam Smith looked disapprovingly at Madam Shaw. "Your family's actions are rather underhanded!"

"Yes, you're right—it was all me! I want your ex-husband dead, but it's really taking a toll! What's the harm in giving in to me?! Why did you have to keep obsessing over a lowlife gigolo?! Once you marry me, your family can return to the fold of the Southstream Lanes while I solidify my place in my family. All of Riverton would be ours once our families come together, but you can't even understand something so simple! You really are stupid!" Utterly crazed right then, he bellowed, "Boys, get in here and take her away! I'll have her tonight—you said your ex-husband never touched you for three years? From where I'm standing, he's impotent, but I'll show you the pleasure of being a woman soon!

He was ruthless, and when he threatened you, you would feel his wrath. I didn’t want to feel his wrath because I knew how ruthless he could be. He was my brother, after all. When I grabbed my phone and saw the news, I was smiling from ear to ear. There were articles about how the Investment guru, Asher Quinn, was cheating on his wife with teenagers. I was sure he was having a very bad day. I couldn’t imagine how his wife felt, but it wasn’t my job to worry about her. The video of me revealing that he was with a woman who wasn’t his wife was all over. And the video of him admitting he was fucking a woman who was that young.

"If your father and Theo had been willing to offer her 7,000,000 dollars back then, the shares wouldn't have ended up with Damon. This is all because of their greed! Serves them right!" Andrew's face twisted with rage, and he raised his hand, slapping her hard. The sharp sound of the slap echoed through the living room, plunging it into an oppressive silence. Upon realizing what he had done, Andrew's expression softened with regret. "I—" "Oh, so now you dare hit me, huh?" Ruth's voice trembled with fury. "Ever since I married you, I haven't had a single good day. And now, over something that's clearly your father and Theo's fault, you hit me? I've had enough. I want a divorce!"

It was so loud that Ruth popped her head inside to make sure nothing was wrong. “Just Kyle,” Sara said. Ruth nodded in understanding. “Oh, I should’ve known. I’ll leave you alone.” Sara stood at the kitchen window as she watched Ruth help James and Travis find bugs in the grass. Drinking that in, she forced herself to calm down, but the anger wouldn’t abate. She never thought she’d hate someone as much as she hated her ex-husband. When they’d been younger, she’d been impressed with his wealth and social standing, having always believed she wasn’t worthy of anyone like that. She’d been so young and stupid. When she’d discovered she was pregnant, she had told him with a mixture of joy and hope