The Atonement Of My Ex-husband Novels & Stories

Even if you wanted to criticize him for seeking fame, he had donated substantial amounts of money, so you couldn't really criticize him. "My beloved wife, Lottie." In the study, Charlotte cleared her throat before repeating this passage. Griffith was writing, but he caught her teasing tone. He raised his head seriously. "The abbot changed it without my consent. I didn't write it like that originally." "I don't believe you!" Charlotte lifted her head proudly, supporting her still-not-heavy belly, and walked over. "You love me too much." Griffith was speechless. Charlotte walked to the opposite side of him, leaned against the edge of the large desk, and said, "Have you seen the comments online

He was stirring the impatience out of me. "Alright, I won't trouble you more than you're already dealing with. I mean Emily is back from the dead. It sounds like a movie script. My big brother mourned her death for years and when he finally had you, my precious ex-wife, she is back in the picture." He said. "I am leaving, Arthur." I said and turned to leave. "Adeline, if you walk away now, you'll regret this because I've something to show you which can save your marriage. I know you love him so madly that you will sacrifice anything just to be with him." Arthur yelled from behind and my steps halted.

Not just to please Amanda but also to show her how much he has changed in the four years since she left. He is no longer that cold man she hates for throwing her out with a divorce when she least expected it. Her moving away changed him—his mindset, his habits, his world. Coupled with Jessica's betrayal, he was a broken man that needed mending. He tried everything he could to stop himself from becoming depressed, but nothing worked. His work suffered, and his mom kept blaming him for letting Ellodie go. She was sick for two months, and he was miserable thinking she would die. He wouldn't have forgiven himself if she had died.

I muttered under my breath, unable to tear my eyes away from the damning evidence unfolding before me. I felt that nauseating feeling in my soul just like the way it washed over me this morning, getting to know what I had done. The night it all began. The night I first met the devilish son of the Knights, Ashton Knight West. My ex-husband. I wanted to scream, to cry out against the fate that had led to this moment, but all I could do was stare in frozen horror at the video that was about to undo years of hard work and sacrifice. What was it all about?

No, that can't be true. “When I met you, you were outside the car and I could only save you. He was already burnt when I arrived at the scene.” More tears flowed down my cheeks as I thought of Gideon and his kind gestures. Oh God! I am the reason that kind, lovely man lost his life. I will never forgive myself. My eyes were drawn back to the television. My ex-husband was on air smiling ear to ear as he conversed with the TV presenter. It had been barely five hours since he served me divorce papers and he had gone ahead to publicly announce his engagement to my sister. Soren moved to switch off the television but I stopped him.

Unable to control my curiosity, I decided to take a peek. Speaking of my ex-husband, just this morning I received the final notice from his lawyer that we were legally divorced. Because I signed a prenuptial agreement, I wouldn't receive a cent. Not that it mattered; I was just relieved to cut ties with him since after his grandfather was murdered in their summer house, he hadn't been the same Crimson I knew. He changed drastically, as though another man had replaced him entirely. My thoughts of Crimson must have summoned him because suddenly there he was, looking dashing in his sleek black tuxedo.

Chapter 1709 Sharon added, “Mr. Atherton was badly hurt in the car accident and was even close to death. After he was discharged, he became different from before and decided to cooperate with me. He asked me to be his puppet wife and help him fob his elders and media off. In private, I didn’t have any relationship with him.” The surrounding people were all surprised! ‘Was badly hurt in the car accident? Be his puppet wife? Fob his elders off?’

The two of them were engrossed in a lively conversation. With every smile and frown, they exuded grace and charm. It could only be Melody. Everyone else in the surroundings seemed to lose their luster, while she was shining brightly. Ethan suddenly felt that his trip to the amusement park was not in vain. He raised his phone, focused on her in the distance, zoomed in, and pressed the shutter button. The picture and the location were quickly sent to Christopher, along with a message: "Met your ex-wife. Do you want to come?"

Sweat beaded across his forehead, and his eyes were rimmed with red. He looked so heartbroken and devoted that anyone watching would have sworn he loved me to death. I pulled my hand back and wiped it on the sheet like it was filthy, then told him, "Let's get a divorce." "What?" He stared at me, disbelief in every line of his face. "Over a lump of dead tissue, you want a divorce?" "Elodie, when did you turn into someone this unreasonable?!" He had more to say, but his phone suddenly rang.

She paused, contemplating her choice of words. Then in a voice that was barely above a whisper, "What if I don't want this anymore?" Logan erupted in laughter. He clutched his stomach, laughing hysterically as though he had just heard the funniest thing. "Didn't you hear me?" He said amidst chuckles, "Let me break this down to you." He stepped even closer to her, the woody scent of his cologne filling up and overshadowing the air around her nostrils. "You see, when my wife died, she left this huge gap in my heart that I didn't even realise was there until you came into the picture."