Stefan Moon Ex Wife Novels & Stories

She let out a quiet, humorless chuckle that barely masked the pain underneath. “For the sake of my career, and because I owe it to myself, not to any of you, I’ll clear your minds,” she said firmly. “Because this is my life, my problems, my mess to deal with, not yours. I truly don’t understand why people feel entitled to spread rumors and then expect me to clean them up.” The hall stayed silent. The only sound was the faint hum of the camera's recording. “Franklin Blackwood is my ex-husband,” she continued. “We were married ten years ago, and divorced long before I met George. And I was never pregnant for Franklin. Never.”

Damon returned to my side a few moments later, giving me a subtle nod that told me Ghost had done away with the sleezy reporter. “Anything you need I’ll help with, Luna. At least, I’ll try.” “I appreciate that a lot, Stasia.” I pulled out my phone which held the video of Marjorie and Caius. After playing it for her, I watched the color drain from her cheeks. “The woman in this video is my husband’s ex-girlfriend. She planned for this video to be released incriminating my husband of adultery. Obviously, I cannot allow that to happen, which is where you come in.”

They have been engaged for three good years where she had been nothing but the best to him. And for what? She made him the centre of her universe but he made Hannah the centre of his. Hannah was his white untouchable moonlight while she was the available and replaceable light bulb. Anne's legs were tired and her feet hurt so bad but she didn't care She walked for twenty minutes before she recognized the street. She was close to her apartment. The one she'd kept even after getting engaged. Donald didn't know about it because he never asked where she lived before.

She was growing to really like her sister-in-law. "Who is that woman in the white dress?" Racheal asked with a discreet gesture when Steffan stood up to speak with some men, perhaps about business. Skylar had said Steffan was the president of a tech company, the biggest in the country. "She has been staring at me since we got here." Skylar looked up and her face twisted in irritated anger. "That's Thalia, Steffan's ex. They were even engaged." Skylar responded glaring at Thalia from across the table. "Stay away from her, she is a witch."

He headed straight for the blonde who sat on one of the couches, brown blanket wrapped around her trembling shoulders as she watched some of the officers carry out their jobs. "Celeste," Tobias stepped forward and asked, "What happened? Why did you mention Amara?" Celeste looked hesitant, but eventually spoke up. "Toby, promise me you won't get angry at Amara." He frowned. "Get angry at Amara? Why?" Celeste glanced at the officers, then lowered her voice. "A few days ago, a scandalous post appeared on social media. The post contained malicious rumors about you and me having an affair." She paused, swallowing the lump in her throat, seeming reluctant to say the next sentence. "I believe the o

Stefan asked, taking a seat beside his wife. “Lionny, my daughter... it would honestly be better if your husband stayed sick. Whenever he’s sane, he pulls all sorts of disgraceful stunts. Everyone, listen closely! Stefan Raden Kusuma—this parasitic excuse for a son-in-law—is having an affair with Grace Santika, my executive secretary! He’s been driving her home every single day after work!” “What?!” Chyntia gasped, her eyes widening in disbelief. “You’ve lost your mind, Stefan! You’re married to my daughter—a lowlife *ojol* driver, absolute trash—and you have the audacity to aim for my husband’s secretary?!”

“I can feel it. Everyone has been looking at me like I am some kind of monster.” “It’s just the gossip online,” she said, trying to sound dismissive. “It will die down.” “It won’t,” I replied quietly, setting my glass down with controlled precision. “Not while Celeste keeps feeding it.” “Celeste?” “Stefano’s wife,” I said, exhaling as if the mere thought of her exhausted me. “Or she was. From the moment I became a widow, she made my life unbearable. Simply because I was a single woman who existed too close to her husband. That alone was enough for her.”

VIVIANA ….. It has been six months since I came back in the Bloom Moon Pack. Starla, Daniel’s wife, was also pregnant. I was so excited when I got to know we both were pregnant at the same time. Though it was her third child mine was fifth. After Allan and Sloane became the Alpha and Luna of the Crescent Moon Pack their relationship got better. Unfortunately last month Sloane got attacked. Someone stabbed her in her stomach.

I replied midst of laughter. However, the tone in his voice got me more confused and I became lost in the situation. "I'm not joking Anthony, that is my wife. She is Roseline James!" Sinclair sounds more serious than I could imagine. "What are you talking about Sinclair? Who is your wife? When did you get married without my knowledge? Is this a joke or what? If it is a joke, kindly stop at this moment!" I started feeling irritated by the outcome of the conversation; it was getting more and more annoying.

"I am sorry for this. I...I" "It is not your fault. The real problem is him. what's his deal?" he asked curious of his relationship with Astrid. "His my ex-husband." she revealed, shocking Scott at the same time. "Ex-husband? You mean you were married to Rowan Wade?" He asked in shock and Astrid nodded in response. "I was formally married to him until I decided to divorce him because of a personal issue. Yet, he has refused to let me be in peace. I want him completely gone from my life forever," Astrid said with hate in her voice.