Novel & Cerita Sign It Now, Ex-husband!

“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?

I frowned before tapping to read the context. ‘You have exactly 24 hours to sign the divorce papers, or I will take you to court and I would lay claim on half of everything fucking thing you own.’

Her heart pounded as she opened it, her eyes scanning the words. “I just want to say hi. And please be prepared, because very soon I’ll claim you and my children again. I admit, I chose Gold over a diamond like you, Lia. But just tell your husband, tell him your ex is back. Tell him in a way he’ll understand, like this—DEAR HUSBAND, MY EX IS BACK.”

I was contented with his four words everyday. The words ‘I’ll be going now’ was so felicitous for my ears before, but now it shattered me. Picking up the pen, I slowly signed it while whimpering. I didn’t know if my signature was in the right place because I couldn’t see the papers anymore due to my tears. I could even feel the papers becoming wet. How? How did our happy marriage become broken? How did our love turned to coldness? It wasn’t like this! This was not what I wanted.

Now, he doesn’t have a choice but to give up the one person he was prepared to give everything up for so he won’t have to lose her. “I signed it already,” she said looking straight at him; and all he could do was to stare back at her. “You don’t expect me to take care of you, do you? I don’t want to take care of an invalid husband. I have my own life and I don’t want to waste it waiting for you to be back on your feet,” he remembered Elaine directly telling him over the phone just the other day. “How much do you need?” Tan asked, using a business-like tone with her for the first time.

I can't tolerate this rubbish. "What rubbish?", I slam it on the table before him as he gazes at me. "I'm not signing this. This fucking divorce! I'm not going to divorce her. Who sent this? Tell me who?", I yell, banging on the table repeatedly, losing control over myself. It took me a fucking month to make her mine and I can't let her go so easily. "Keep your voice low, Adavan", the deputy shrugs, shooting me a strong glare. "Your wife has sent this and you'll have to sign it up. She doesn't want to be called your wife. That's it"

Bethany rolled her eyes and turned to leave, but Fred’s cold voice stopped her. "You might want to see this," he said, waving the documents in the air. "What’s that?" "Oh, just the divorce papers you signed. Newsflash—I never signed them." Her frown deepened. "What do you mean?" "Mrs. Hart, if I never signed them, it means… you’re still my wife." "Your wife?" she echoed, stunned. "Yeah… I guess I’m going to have you after all."

"Yes," I said finally, my voice strong and commanding. "Gideon Grayson is my ex-husband. Emphasis on ex." I leaned forward by just a little, my eyes sharp as needles. "And that's all he'll ever be. A mistake I left behind, just like the old me."

I could feel his semen drizzle out with as I adjust my panties his words sending wave of shivers running down my spine, "No," I whispered, shaking my head. "I don't I signed the divorce papers and I left them for you… we are not married anymore." A slow, cruel smile spread across his face It was a look that said he held all the cards. "You left papers," he agreed. "But I never signed them." The world tilted the air left my lungs. "What?" "I never signed them, Ariana," he repeated, leaning down so his face was level with mine. "That piece of paper you left meant nothing In the eyes of the law, you are still my wife. You still belong to me."

“I won’t call you that. I’m your wife, Jared.” His lips curved into an amused smile. He walked closer, and the closer he got, my chest tightened like the walls were closing in. “You mean ex-wife.” “No,” I breathed out, lifting my chin upwards as I forced myself to appear calm. “I never signed the divorce papers, so legally, we’re still married.” He chuckled, his gaze now full-on amused. “You didn’t want?” I held onto the sides of my dress, trying so much to look him in the eye. “I didn’t sign the divorce papers. I’m still your wife.”