Stefan Moon Ex Wife Novels & Stories

“But I came to see you.” He rakes his gaze over me, drifting from my face down my neck, across my chest and settling on my waist. His leer brings to mind Robert Hynes, the girls he’d victimized, the final email Eleanor Vickers wrote before jumping to her death. “Heard Mr. Rich is dumping you?” William licks his lips. “And your boy—Daniel, right? Says you’re a terrible mother?” My fingers clamp tight around the edge of the sink counter. “Then there’s your law firm,” he presses closer, now less than a metre away. “Sunlit Legal, isn’t it? Word is your husband bought it as a toy for you and now he’s taking it back.”

’ My thumb hesitated, then, out of a weird mix of boredom and curiosity, I clicked. The page loaded, and a picture filled the screen. A man. A familiar man. My stomach dropped like a stone. It was Donald. My ex-husband. My breath hitched. He was standing there, in what looked like a beautiful garden, wearing a crisp suit. And beside him, her hand linked with his, was a woman. She was beautiful, with bright eyes and a wide, beaming smile. The caption underneath confirmed my worst suspicions, or perhaps, what I should have expected all along. Donald was now married to his "childhood love."

I said stroking my flat stomach. “Come with me, we need to talk.” He said storming out of the place. “Damien, come back! Where are you going?” Damien’s wife yelled. It felt very odd how Damien has another wife who bears his name which once belonged to me. “You’re going to regret this, Madeline Smith.” Mrs. Rosewood pointed her finger at me. “I have nothing to lose but you do, Madam.” I said with a confident smile and walked away to meet my ex-husband and hear what he had to say to me.

"And I'm...I'm sorry about your..." Stefan shook his head. "Don't bother. I've heard enough of that." "I'm happy you decided to come back. For me." His brow twitch, and he just nodded wanting her to believe whatever. He looked around the whole place, but there weren't many changes. It feels as if his mom and sis have been swimming in stagnant water, and if he was gonna liberate someone, it would be his sis. His step-sis. "And your husband? Where's he? Work?"

Max put in. "I think you ought to go back and show her how much you love and support her." It was Jake who suggested. Stefan remembered how much he pushed her away instead of supporting her maybe if he had then they wouldn't be in this position. His friends were wrong, it was all his fault they only said it wasn't because they wanted to put his mind at ease but he was responsible for her stress. Stefan left them there at the park and went back to the hospital, to his wife. She was his wife even though there was nothing to prove it and her name wasn't on the marriage certificate, he loves her God he loves her with everything he's got and he doesn't want to be separated from her again–not now

She fiddled with her phone, opening up a tweet that read: “Billionaire Mar cus Stanfield, set to wed Mirabelle Capewood in two weeks instead of her sister, Amanda Capewood.”

Hilary glanced at the rest of them and said sternly, “Now, get back to work. Focus on what you’re being paid to do.” With that, he walked away, leaving the employees scrambling to appear busy. Yet, even as they returned to their tasks, whispers still lingered between them. One of the male employees smirked and turned to the woman who had asked the question. “Well, I guess that means you don’t have a chance anymore. Looks like the president and his ex-wife are getting back together.” The woman scoffed, flipping her hair. “So what? She’s just an ex-wife. That doesn’t mean anything.” She then turned to the man with a knowing smirk. “And even if they do get back together, that still doesn’t mean

Despite the uncontrollable ache, I couldn't help looking at the woman's name saved on the phone. My son had actually saved her contact as "Mom." I felt like I was struck by lightning. With trembling hands, I clicked into her profile. To my shock, her nickname was "Moonlit Sky." Moon? Was this Luna Sider, Shayne's first love? I couldn't help finding how absurd this situation was. It felt like I was dreaming. My husband and son had formed a family group with my husband's first love and her child. They had built a new home with someone else.

she added, her voice dripping with mock sweetness, "I'd watch your empire crumble if I were you. The board isn't too thrilled with your sudden moral compass. They're questioning your ability to lead." Elias's jaw tightened. "What do you want, Selene?" Her eyes gleamed. "Oh, that's the beauty of it. I don’t want anything from you anymore. I just want to watch you both burn." With that, the screen went black. Elias's phone buzzed almost immediately. He glanced at it and cursed. "The headlines are already out." He turned the screen toward me, and my heart sank. Ex-Billionaire’s Wife Victoria Lancaster Linked to New Financial Scandal.

She said, "Oh, sorry. I keep forgetting Mister Thompson's number one rule." "Sorry about that," Shantelle apologized. "Oh, you don't have to worry about me. I don't swing that way," Mona chuckled at Evan. She winked at Shantelle, saying, "Doctor Shant is more of my type." Shantelle froze, and Evan quickly wrapped an arm around his Wifey, saying, "Sorry, Mona, my wife is taken... BY ME." Mona laughed boisterously. She excused herself, saying, "I better get back to implementing the best wedding of the century. Excuse me, Mister and Mrs. Thompson. Don't forget to send me the final guest list! And! Pre-nuptial pictorials tomorrow!"