The Ex Husbands Revenge Romane & Geschichten

I leaned in, my voice dropping to a mocking whisper. “Why are you so desperate to protect your ex-wife when you’ve already replaced her with a younger, more… fertile college girl?” He glared at me, but his words were slurred, his anger lacking its usual bite. “Maybe I… realized I fucked up?” “Oh, poor baby,” I mocked, enjoying his discomfort. “Having a sudden attack of conscience, are we? Trying to be a considerate husband now? Too late, my friend.” “If Agatha really knew what kind of trash you were…” he started, his voice thick with drunken anger.

Heyyy Guys, Good news! Ex-wife's Marriage Revenge is now completed. I feel relieved and delighted at the same time. This book and my other book (Regretting Divorce) were very tough to write because during the lifetime of these books, I was hit by the most destructive storm any human can imagine facing... I lose my dear father, My Abbu.

The sudden crack of thunder catches me off guard and I frown, glancing at the broken bottle that landed next to my shoe that's now dripping with the champagne but good thing I decided to wear leather shoes. "Ten thousand dollars," I say with a straight face and lift my head. "My assistant will contact yours-" Edward is suddenly in my face, grabbing the lapels of my jacket and yanking me closer like we're about to kiss- no, thank you, sir. I still have trouble kissing your daughter-- but all he does is glare hard into my face, breathing hard on me. "You bastard! You knew all along, didn't you? You think I don’t recognize that bitch? That's your fucking ex-wife!"

When he stopped in front of me, his voice trembled slightly as he said, “Please, let’s talk.” I thought to myself, after all the betrayal and everything he put me through, he still has the nerve to beg for my attention. He believes I should listen as if nothing happened. My patience evaporated at the sight of him. He spoke again, more urgently this time. “We can reconcile and start over,” he insisted, reaching forward as though he intended to grab my hand. I shifted my stance, refusing to allow him even that small connection. With a steady voice, I told him, “Ex-husband, step aside.” The words left me firm and sure, drawing a boundary he could not cross. I watched realization sink into his e

He will never find a better woman or wife than Serena was for him. “If I am fucking her or not is none of your business. And your ex-wife, remember? You are no longer married. If I didn’t know any better, I would say you are jealous. What is the matter, big brother? Felicity, not what you wanted after all?” I chuckle. With every word, his jaw gets tighter, his knuckles turn white, and he clenches them. Not only is his anger obvious, but his face and eyes are full of regret. He knows the mistake he made.

“Didn’t you know that before thinking it is cool to cheat on your wife with her best friend?” “I wasn’t expecting it to go this far.” He defended. “That's none of my business. It's your mess; clean it up. And don’t forget getting in Andrea’s good books is the only thing left to save the family. Your supposed ex-wife wouldn’t have been able to help even if she worked like her butt off for a decade. So suck it up and manage your home well. Get off my phone, young man.” She snickered, ending the call.

“Revenge.” Her eyes widened. “Revenge?” she repeated softly. I nodded. “Mhm. I could help you get revenge on your ex-husband for everything he did to you.” She just stared at me silently for a long time. Then she looked away, her voice trembling as she spoke. “No,” she said. “I don’t want that. I don’t want anything to do with him. I don’t want revenge. I just want to move on from this.”

“Who told you that child is mine? Come back here, Father! You can’t hide behind an illegitimate pregnancy! You are supposed to side with your son!” “If he doesn’t want his ex-wife back, why is he creating a scene?” The people in the hall began with their comments again. “I hate men who abandon their pregnant wives and accuse them of cheating when they’ve clearly slept together!” another chimed in behind us. “A perfect twist! The father is mature and responsible!”

Rebecca felt her insides churning and she felt like turning back and leaving. How dare Melisa even try to show her face to her? How dare this murderer? Five years ago, she was betrayed and humiliated by this devil and her husband, five years ago she was poisoned and killed by this devil and her husband, five years ago her life ended but even today, Melisa was the first person she was seeing. Even today when she woke up in a body she didn’t even know, her enemy was the first person she saw. Rebecca scoffed, the universe must really suck.