Novel & Cerita Shout Out For My Ex

I asked before I could think. He turned to me, “Whether I should trust you or not.” “I ask myself the same thing everytime.” I whispered, but in the silence it was clear to hear. “And what answer do you get?” He raised a brow. “What do I have to lose? Nothing can break me more than what already has.” I laughed bitterly, shaking my head. “In fact, I don’t think there’s anything left in me to break.” “I almost forgot about that imbecile of an ex you have.” He scoffed at my words.

I said, my stomach tightening. "Yes," Mark grinned, leaning back against the mahogany bar. "You’d really like Jason." The name hit me like a physical blow to the chest. Jason. A sudden cough erupted from my throat, violent and uncontrollable. A cold shiver ran down my spine, vibrating through my bones. The room seemed to tilt. Jason, my first ex. The boy from high school and the very man in the front seat of the kidnapping van who wanted to end my existence. Mark was at my side instantly. "Whoa, easy. Should I get you water? Are you fine?"

“But seriously… I’ll always be here for you too. I trust you won’t hurt my only sister, and that you’ll love her endlessly. Because I know she’ll do the same. You two are the best couple I know. I wish you all the best things in the world. I love you both.” I lifted my glass once more. “Cheers!” The crowd applauded as I sipped my champagne. I’d lost count of how many glasses I've had, and honestly, I didn’t care. I returned to my seat as the attention shifted back to the couple giving their own messages. I picked up my clutch, retrieved my phone, and found no message from my ex. It really was the end. Tears threatened again, so I looked up to force them back. I refused to cry again. I'm tire

Karisa scoffed distastefully, “Anything to show off, since when did she get one?” I took a step forward with a taunting smile on my face, “You seem to have forgotten the name Mr and Mrs Kyrell, it’s okay if you don’t know it, you can do your research then you speak to me well,” I intertwine my fingers with Calix’s, “Babe, let’s go, we can’t be late for our business meeting.” “You ate!” Calix high-fived me when we got to the car. “I don’t know,” I playfully shrugged, “I just wanted to shut her up.”

When I finished speaking, the room burst into applause. My parents sat in the audience with tears in their eyes, proud of me. Colin and Fiona were there as well, holding their one-year-old baby while clapping enthusiastically. After the event, I received a call backstage from an unfamiliar number. "Is this Alan?" I paused for a moment before realizing who it was. Natasha. "Yes. It's me." My voice stayed calm. There was a long silence on the other end. "I'm sorry." After those three words, the call ended.

How embarrassing this was! "Oh, I stunned him with my stun gun. He was being too much." "Don't worry. I'm over him. The more I see him, the more I see how badly I treated myself. From now on, I won't succumb to others. I will take back my business and regain my title as the business Queen." "That's the spirit," Donovan laughed. "So you should thank me, ex-husband," Elise winked. She liked to call him ex-husband to taunt him, as if that would make him angry or annoyed. Surprisingly, it was working.

CHAPTER FIFTY - JEALOUSY... 'sex makes you look so fucken amazing I tell you..' Meagan laughed on the screen of my phone and I rolled my eyes, "please stop. I will not hesitate to fucken hung up.. or worse bring back your ex-lover.." The smile on her face immediately faded and was soon replaced by a frown, "you are a joy killer. You should be proud of yourself.. why the fuck bring my ex into this.."

Ira said. “GET OUT” I shouted. Ira immediately headed over to the door, opened it and exit. Its been an long time since I had contact with my old buddies, and to think they kept this from me. I’m piss now, I have been hiding for years its time to finally come out of the shadows.

I couldn't bear to see him suffer because of my poor judgment. Instead, a name flashed through my mind, Misha. Yeah, my ex-boyfriend, someone I had loved deeply before Angel came into my life. I hesitated for a moment, unsure if reaching out to him was the right decision. But in that moment of vulnerability, I craved familiarity and someone who had once known me so intimately. Taking a deep breath, I dialed Misha's number, my hands trembling slightly. The phone rang, and I prayed that he would answer. After a few agonizing moments, his voice came through, a mixture of surprise and concern.

She eyed him as he put a business card on the table. "Give me a call if you don't want your reputation further ruined," he said before turning around to leave. Once he was gone, she slammed her table again before looking at her assistant. "ANGELICA!" she shouted in anger. "He was the best I can find, I'm sorry," her friend said as she bowed down multiple times. "You know he's my ex! You know how much I wanted to never see him again!" She breathed heavily before pointing at the door. "Get out of my office!" she shouted as her friend bowed once again before leaving.