Novel & Cerita The Rejected Ex-wife

For five years, Claire Carter mourned the twins she believed were dead. Blaming herself, she clung to Ethan, hoping another baby could save their marriage. Instead, he shattered her with one question: “Have you looked at yourself lately?” Then Claire discovered Ethan had another family: Olivia, the woman Claire had rescued and trained, and a five-year-old son who called him Daddy. While Claire grieved, Ethan and Olivia lived as a perfect family. But the betrayal runs deeper. The grave Claire visited for five years may not hold her twins. Now pregnant again, Claire chooses divorce, reclaims her company, and exposes Olivia. The grieving wife is gone. In her place stands

~SHARON "You fools! It was just a fucking job yet you couldn't do it perfectly." Richard slammed the guards and almost ran up to them to attack them. "Stop!" Alpha Kieran stopped him, and he froze in his step. My heart was breaking so much that all I wanted him to do for me was forgive me and give me a chance to find myself, as I had no idea how things got to that point. "Sharon Jackson, I hereby reject you from being my wife and I proclaim you free from me henceforth. You can now go ahead and live your life the way you want it." He rejected me and our marriage.

I couldn’t take it anymore. “I don’t care anymore, Father. I don’t care about being the perfect wife. I want a divorce,” I told him. But my father lashed out, grabbing my arm tightly. “If you divorce him, I’ll kill you, Aslin! We’re bankrupt—we depend on this marriage to save the company. I only need you to stay married to Alexander for two years. After that, you can do whatever the hell you want. If it weren’t for the old Lady Líbano’s affection for your mother, you’d never be married to Alexander. I’d give anything to have Arlette in your place—you’re a complete failure,” he said without any shame, releasing me roughly.

" I laughed bitterly. The wound from his rejection was still new. How I wished his woman would reject him again, just like what he did to me! "Holy fuck. Everything is soooo fast, Natasha. I cannot believe you will marry someone else other than Ali. You promised each other that it's you who will love, right? So why would—" Someone talked in the background. The sales lady, perhaps? Abby and the woman exchanged some pleasantries, and she paid something.

Tris is asking to be picked up by Derek, who does so without a second thought. The girl’s father shakes his head. “You aren’t my wife anymore. I divorced you, I won the custody. I will deny you as my wife for the rest of my life. You want to be there for your daughters? Great. But I’ll never have feelings for you ever again, Sadie. That’s over with. You lost your chance to be the perfect woman for me.” Vehemently rejecting the redhead brings some sense of pride. Take that, Sadie.

"She'll destroy your life too, like she's so good at doing with everyone she comes near." Seeing a woman this bad, can touch even the most insensitive people such as myself, even if this one is a real bitch like Rebecca Moncrief. I place my hand on the small of her back, telling her. "Would you like me to call your husband for you? " "But since I'm telling you he doesn't give a damn about me! And you'd better get used to it, those two never stopped loving each other, who knows in a while when you'll be as bitter as I am, frustrated to be constantly rejected by the person you love, maybe then you'll remember my proposal. "

“Don’t let me see you get this close to another man again. Otherwise, you know what I’ll do.” He leaned closer to her, and his low voice rang beside her ear. “And don’t let me know if anything happens between you and them.” She bit her lower lip so hard that she tasted blood, and she could barely keep herself calm. She looked at him and said, “You already have a wife and a son, but now you are making such a request to your ex-wife, who was once pregnant with your child but was forced to jump from the penthouse and had a miscarriage. Don’t you think you are too despicable?”

She's my ex-wife. But why couldn't I accept the reality that she was no longer my wife? Instead, after we crossed paths again, I found myself yearning for her even more. However, each time I saw her, the guilt of being an unworthy husband overwhelmed me. I regretted my actions, but I had been blinded by material wealth. Lost in my thoughts, my contemplation was interrupted by the sudden ringing of my cellphone on the desk. Checking the caller ID, a smirk formed on my lips as I saw her name, Exelle's name, displayed on the screen.

The Wrong Woman... Sophie Bennett wasn't used to losing. Growing up, people gave her what she wanted. Not because she demanded it. Because she rarely had to. She was beautiful, intelligent, wealthy, and connected to one of the most respected families in the country. Most doors opened before she even reached them. Which was why Liam Smith's rejection felt so humiliating. And it was not because he had said no. Because he had never even considered saying yes. Sophie sat in a private lounge overlooking the city, absentmindedly stirring her coffee.

Conri pleaded. "I'm sorry, but nothing can change the fact that you once rejected me because I was a nobody, and now I'm married to a loving and caring husband, and I also own my own business that makes me millions every day, now you know I'm not the girl you could mess around with anymore, and I'm not a rebound you could just come back to after the girl you left me for cheated on you, so please stay away from me and my family, I'm tired of saying no to you over and over again, please leave me alone!" Darlene could hear herself shouting.