Novel & Cerita Shout Out For My Ex

Bella Dean lost everything the night her parents died—her family, her future and eventually her dignity when she was married into the very family responsible for her ruin. For three years, she endured a cold marriage, silent humiliation and betrayal disguised as duty. When she finally escaped, she returned stronger, wealthier and carrying twins no one was meant to know about. But revenge is never simple. The man who saved her wanted to own her. The man who broke her wanted her back. And the truth behind her parents’ death was darker than she ever imagined. Caught between obsession, guilt and a family built on bloodstained wealth, Bella must decide whether justice is worth the pri

sorry will make it up to you! “First, I get fired , my dad gets hospitalized, now my boyfriend cancels our plans. What else can fucking happen!!” I exclaimed . While I was wrapped up in my own melodrama people passed me by .They scattered for protection from the onslaught of the rain. I didn’t even try to find shelter from the large droplets I welcomed them. “This is the perfect way to finish off the horriblest day ever!”I sarcastically state.

- Call said, smiling, trying to minimize the commotion I had caused. - Let go of me you idiot... I'm sober enough to see the man in front of me, to see who you always were but I kept myself from seeing. When was it? On our wedding anniversary you left me alone because you didn't want to go to one of the dinners with your partners? Because I didn't want to be used so that I could get somewhere? - I shouted without even looking at the people who were recording everything, I only felt the need to release from within me what was throbbing in my chest.

"Who the heck am I talking with?" I sob loudly in my car. "You don't even remember me?" "Uh, I'm sorry, but—" "Doesn't matter! I guess I was too quiet and shy to be remembered by someone like you! I was a nobody in the past. But let me tell you, I never forgot about you! You were my idol, Caleb! Before you moved away from our hometown, I was still hoping for you to call me and ask me to hang out with you. God, I know it's pathetic, but I used to ride my bike in front of your house. I prayed you would pick up the mail to see me and realize what a grave mistake you had made by ditching me. Even now, I keep the little good luck charm you made from seashells in my wallet. But I bet you have no m

I smiled and walked to the sofa in his living room to lie on it. I took out my phone and sent Chris a message. "Remember to say you love me earlier next time." After sending the message, I locked my phone and waved my hand at James, Nova, and Brenda. "Goodbye, my ex-husband. I hope that you'll dream of me every night from today onwards." With that, I closed my eyes and my world became dark.

I thought Sherry was finally out of my life. Wrong. A week later, Ronnie called me, practically shouting: "Quentin! Bad news! Sherry's trashing you online!" I pulled up the app. Trending at the top—#ExGirlfriendExposesBlueVoyageCEO. I clicked. Of course, it was a novel-length rant written by Sherry herself. She cast herself as the poor, heartbroken victim. Claimed I'd used her company to launch my own, ran off with some rich woman, then coldly dumped her in prison. She even flipped it so my dad's illness was somehow my fault.

I learned to wait, but I waited for nothing, and tonight I would not allow her to ruin my hard work. I closed my eyes and lowered the volume. At the same time, we cried and said the lyrics. I'm so fucking grateful to all my exs! I shout at the top of my lungs and dance. My volume collided and someone held my arm. I didn't open my eyes. All I knew was that the music weakened and I leaned against the wall.

While waiting for the restaurant to finish an order, I mindlessly opened a short-video app to kill time. Then, I heard a voice I knew all too well. I frowned and looked closer. It was my ex-wife, Shanon Reich. She was livestreaming with her influencer boyfriend, Tobias Hunt. Both of them were crying dramatically in front of the camera. The stream title hit me like a punch to the gut. [40°C Heat! My Daughter Is Trapped in a Car!]

I shook my head, trying to hold back the tears still streaming down my face. “Right, because clearly I don’t love you or them just because I was scared to tell the truth,” I said, my voice thick with frustration and exhaustion. I saw his posture falter; his hand rose toward me, only to hesitate and fall back. “But do you think you did any better? Shouting to the world that you loved me while being with someone else? Worse—your ex-fiancée?”

Ignoring the gazes, I walked straight to Xavier, who was sitting on the floor like a defeated dog. I sneered from above him, "Isn't this great, Xavier? Justin's dumping Sandra, and I'm dumping you. Now, you and Sandra can live happily ever after!" Suddenly, my phone vibrated with a message from my best friend Shelley: "Girl, you're amazing! I'm so happy for you! I've 'edited' the video for you. Now, let's show it to the whole world!" I opened Twitter to find that Shelley had shared the video, tagging Sandra with the caption: "Just wanted a ride? Turns out she wanted the man too. Should have just bought a special toy, you shameless woman!"