The Ex Husband Revenge Novels & Stories

I scoffs. “Excuse me? What did you say?” She hollers. “Nothing of interest. We can go now.” I huff. I look at the man I once loved, and cared for, holding another woman in his arms, with the same care and respect he once gave me, but more. I storm out of the house and into my car, one I got on hire as soon as I landed. I put my glasses on and my phone keeps on buzzing with news. AURORA MCKURKIN: THE BITTER EX OUT TO GET REVENGE ON EX FINACEE, JACKSON MELIŚ.

I gave him five years of everything I had. What I got back was a stolen life, a bad name, and a young son who calls my husband's glamorous girlfriend "Mommy." My cruel family wants to see me cry and break down after this other woman moved in and took my place. But I just turn my back and walk away into the dark. The next time I come back to this city, they won't even recognize the strong person they see. Now, my worthless ex-husband knows he messed up and desperately begs for me to return. But I don't go back to old mistakes. Unless, coming back is the only way to completely ruin him.

But, it was unbeknownst to him that the marriage was a trap. And, unbeknownst to Anjum too that Zareef had an unrevealed identity. ** "You want a divorce right? One billion dollars” Anjum uttered. “Let's see how a pauper man like you will get it" She looked at Zareef in the eyes and uttered. Tittle: EX-CONVICT REVENGE ON HER EX-HUSBAND {THE EX} Will be uploading on: WEDNESDAYS, THURSDAY and SUNDAYS.

He was obviously not interested in carrying out his plans anymore, judging from what I saw earlier while walking in. ''Plans?'' I questioned, forcing my wrist out of his strong grip, ''Your ex wife is back into your life. And I know for sure that you're dropping the revenge we've been planning. So what plans are you blabbing about?'' ''Look, Valerie. It's not like that, okay? Rebecca really looks repentant of her actions. And I—'' ''Just hold it right there,'' I snarled, interrupting his sentence, ''It's none of my business if you want her back in your life and house. I really don't care anyway.''

Flora felt a pang of hurt and anger, but kept her emotions in check. Her fingers shook slightly as she reached out to sign the divorce papers, the parchment pristine. Beside her, her soon to be ex husband sat stoically, his expression unreadable as he signed his signature in the appropriate places with practiced ease. But it was the presence of Olivia in the room that sent a chill down Flora’s spine. Her very existence was a painful reminder of betrayal and deceit. The woman who had shattered her world with her selfish desires, stood beside her husband, her gaze icy and contemptuous.

I didn't want to believe he would ever cheat on me, not with someone who left him when at his lowest. “This is not possible; there must be a mix-up somewhere,” I murmured under my breath as I rushed up the stairs. I grabbed my phone, calling my husband, Austin Nitaile. Austin and I have been happily married. It was our fourth anniversary together. I had planned so much in celebration of our anniversary when he returned from work. I wanted to celebrate uniquely, considering how he didn't show up for the last anniversary due to his business trip. Seeing such news, I couldn't wait for any more.

A soft, confident smirk played on my lips. ‘Perfect’ I thought. My ex-husband thinks today is the start of his victory. But he has no idea the trap I’ve set! My heart pulsed with cold fire as I remembered my plan—how I’d use this connection to turn his world upside down, and destroy every link he thought he owned!

Celine paced her bedroom, her hands gripping the fabric of her robe as she replayed the events of the morning. Caleb? Her ex-husband? Out of all the men in the world, how had it been him? Her chest tightened with disbelief and anger. In all the years they were married, Caleb had never touched her, never kissed her, never even looked at her with anything resembling affection. To him, she had been invisible—a duty, a pawn in his family’s ambitions. He had treated her as though she were a stranger.

“Why would I? I don’t need him. Men only bring pain, and I’ve had enough of that.” Mrs. Cassiopeia leaned forward, her curiosity piqued. “Who hurt you?” Elowen’s gaze dropped to her teacup, a faint smile playing on her lips. “My ex-husband. He took everything from me. Stripped me of my life and tossed me aside like trash.” Mrs. Cassiopeia’s eyes narrowed. “And what are you going to do about it?” Elowen sat back, her posture relaxed but her eyes gleaming with determination. “I’m working on it. I came back for a reason, and I won’t leave until I get what’s mine.”

Without thinking, a small smile spread across his lips. And then, the wallet. He clenched his jaw at the thought, annoyed at himself. He had deliberately left it behind as an excuse to see her again. A move so out of character that it made him feel foolish. Maybe he had been too harsh on her, he thought briefly. The way she stood her ground lingered in his mind longer than it should have. But it didn’t last as the memories of his ex’s manipulation, the way she had used him, flashed through his mind. The smile vanished, replaced by a hardened expression. He couldn’t trust anyone, not again.