The Charming Ex-wife Novels & Stories

"Your ex-wife is a lucky woman, right? After divorcing you, she got a man who is much better than you." Charles put the iPad in his hand on the table and stared at Gina sharply. "What do you mean, Gina? Do you mean to belittle me?" Charles asked angrily. "Are you not satisfied with my existence?" Gina returned Charles' gaze boldly. "Yes, I'm not satisfied! You shouldn't be willing to lose to your rival. It's clear that your ex-wife is trying to belittle you. Do you think she doesn't have bad intentions by bringing her lover in front of Mrs. Keylani? I'm sure they both planned it beforehand."

I could only imagine the joy on Larisa’s face. Then Mrs. Charmaine’s tone shifted. “And as for that snitch who tried to steal Larisa’s fiancé? Well, she looked absolutely miserable with that useless husband of hers! I made sure to let her mother know exactly how it felt, gave her a little taste of her own medicine. Oh, I’ve never felt so fulfilled!” I couldn’t help but laugh. “Oh, Mrs. Charmaine,” I chuckled, loving how comfortable she was sharing these details with me.

Sporadic video chats and poorly scheduled phone sex just didn’t work for him anymore. Charm didn't make a habit of it, either. Mostly because she was too busy dealing with her clingy, arrogant and demanding clients. The corporate financing world also didn't run out of first-class assholes, far as he knew. "What's up with Charm?" Darren squinted at him with a knowing grin. It tilted his lips to the side, etching small dimples on his tan cheeks. "Snubbing me again for some shit I don't even remember."

“Well, isn’t this sweet? Am I interrupting? After all, I’m only his wife.” Tom turned around to see an attractive, middle-aged woman standing in the doorway. Her lips were pursed in a way that made her look as if she might throw up, and Tom snatched his hand away from Eric’s. Eric snatched it back. “Ex-wife, Charlene. I signed the papers last week, remember?”

“My ex-husband found love in my sister, and who am I to stand in the way of true love? They deserve each other, and I’m happy for them. As for me, I have moved on and found my own happiness.” I held up my left hand, allowing the cameras to zoom in on the sparkling wedding ring that gleamed under the bright lights. The message was clear: I was no longer the jilted ex-wife, nor was I the bitter sister. I was Anna—no, Aria—Harvey, and I was in control of my narrative.

The moment the words left Lisa's mouth, she hastily shut it. The crowd's expressions shifted from amusement to contempt and mockery. "Who would've thought the Baker heir's ex-wife would be such a promiscuous woman? Not only did she get pregnant with another man's child, but she got cheated on too." "If I were her, I'd be too ashamed to show my face. How does she have the nerve to come here and make a scene?" Lisa's complexion grew worse and worse. Listening to the gossip, her gaze began to lose focus.

“ Without seeing even the smallest shift in her demeanor, Teddy gazed at her. Speechless, Fay rolled her eyes and scowled at him. “What connection do I have with you? Are we in a relationship? How does that relate to you? Why do you ask me these questions over and over again? Is it appropriate, in your opinion? Are you aware that we are no longer together? You have no right to ask me these private questions since we are now essentially strangers. I also have every right to decline to respond to your inquiries.” "Even if we are divorced, you are still my ex-wife," Teddy hissed, gritting his teeth. “In order to determine whether you have cheated on me during our marriage, I have the right to

Evans asked. Well, I didn't really know the answer to that question because the woman I loved now was not new per say. She has been here this whole time but I just made a mistake ditching her for the other. “Apparently there is no new woman in the picture. The woman we are talking about here was my ex wife. Why are you guys asking me all these questions? You all should know Reina, my wife that I fell apart with,” I said blurting out. I was not annoyed at the questions that they asked but sometimes I think that the people I hang around with and call my friends were a joke and one of them seated here was a serious pain in the ass.

I called Anna, Sam's wife and bit my fingers nervously before she answered. “Hi, who's this?” Her sweet voice came up and I almost ended the call. “Uhm, hi, it's Priscilla. Brent's ex wife.” it sucked to introduce myself as his ex wife and not the head of the biggest fashion brand in the world but that would soon happen. “Oh, hi, Priscilla. It's been awhile since I heard from you. How are you and how are the kids?” She asked and her calm demeanor made me feel relaxed for a bit.

Edward said as he stood looking at the two company employees in what looked like a love scene. "Dad, they seem like a perfect match," Carver said to Edward. "What? No-no... that will never happen!" Secretary Cheri freed herself from the hands that were holding her body. "Get away from me, Manager Joan!" Manager Joan said. "I believe we are meant to be, Secretary Cheri. Just like Young Master Carver said." Cheri's secretary dusted her arm. "That can't happen in my lifetime! I'm too young and too beautiful to be the wife of an old man like you!"