Novel & Cerita The Rejected Ex-wife

The compromise was training at a gym with a self-made man who looked at her like she was the only fact in a room full of irrelevant information. And here was Kieran tracing the rim of a wine glass. "You're obsessed," I then said softly. I let the word sit at the edge of contempt without quite crossing into it, the specific calibration of a sentence designed to produce a reaction. "You discarded her because she was dull. You called the marriage a mistake and signed the papers and moved on. And now that she has found some spine and a man who apparently finds that spine attractive, you have lost all sense of proportion." I held his gaze when it came up. "It is genuinely pathetic, Kieran."

I'm sorry, sir, I cannot do that" he said quietly and respectfully, but his jaw was set with a stubbornness that was so characteristic of him, The stubborness that got him billion dollar contracts. Adrian's eyes blazed. "Excuse me?" "She is still my wife. Under the law, she is still Crystal Vale. And I made a promise—to her, to my grandmother—that I would spend the rest of my life trying to be worthy of her." Ethan's voice was steady. "I cannot stay away. I will not stay away." Adrian's face went red. "We will see about that. My lawyers will have those divorce papers finalized by the end of the week."

“Mr Chris, why did you ask to see me? You gave me some money too, why is that? We barely even know each other” Mr Chris stroked his chin and looked at me boredly, “It is true we do not know each other. However, I've heard of you from a somewhat vile person” I raised an eyebrow, “Really?” “You don't happen to know Jarrod Smith, do you?” My eyes widened, “Well, that's my ex-husband, why?” Chris sighed, “Jarrod Smith asked me to tail you and erhm.. force you to have sex with me so I can get pictures and send them to Cameron Petals so he would dump you-”

“You don’t get to stroll in here and rewrite history because it’s convenient for you now, or because you want something.” “I’m not rewriting anything—” “You are,” she cut in, her hands trembling but her gaze steady. “You made your choice. And I made mine. I’m not letting myself fall for another man who’ll decide I’m disposable the second someone shinier walks in.” Just then, his smooth mask cracked, his jaw tightened and desperation slowly creeping in. But he didn’t push further. Kai simply smiled faintly, as though her rejection was a temporary obstacle, and stepped back toward the chair. “You’ll come around,” he murmured. “You always do.”

There was a small soiree to welcome Josephine back and it would be suspicious if I wasn’t there. “I know the Marquess is a heartless man….” Yareha whispered. “But you must play the part well, he has made it known that both of his beautiful daughters have returned.’ I knew what that meant, he had cooked up something crazy about how I had gotten lost in the woods following a butterfly. He had painted the picture of me being feeble minded. Yet another thing he would use as an excuse to not marry me off. I grinded my teeth in annoyance.

“I cherish my wife. And for what you’ve done, I will never do business with your company. And if I want to, I can reduce it to ashes.” “No, please!” Dennis’ voice broke. “Mr. Miller, please. I’m still trying to build my company. I’m nowhere near your power. If you touch my business, I’ll be finished.” I clenched my teeth. “You didn’t think of that when you were harassing an innocent woman.” I leaned closer. “Why did you do it?” Dennis lowered his head. “I… I got angry.” “At what?” I demanded. “She rejected me,” he admitted quietly. “I didn’t know she was married. When she told me, I was disappointed. And when she rejected me again, I—”

My mother yelled at me. "You don't understand," I said shaking my head. My mother sighed, looking hopeless all of a sudden. "What happened today, anyway?" "We ran into Adam's ex-wife Jolie. The woman that he married after he divorced Selena. It turns out that she is married to one of Adam's business partners. An old man who is old enough to be a grandfather. That woman is nothing more than a shameless gold digger. She set me up and made everyone turn against me today.

"Look at her very well. Does this look like a CEO to you? This is Elara. She’s my ex-wife a common thief who was kicked out of this city seven years ago. She’s a ghost, Sarah. Nothing more. She can't be your boss. It's impossible." The whispers started immediately, spreading through the ballroom like a wildfire fueled by gasoline. "His ex-wife?" a woman in a diamond choker hissed to her husband. "How the f***k did he marry the sister right after? That’s disgusting." "Don't you remember the news seven years ago?" another man whispered, loud enough for the sound to carry. "I heard she paralyzed her own sister just to force him into marriage. She’s heartless and cruel. She even stole a fortune

Two weeks passed like a blur, anxiety crippled Pamala. There were no other letters or threat. Whoever it was must have been bluffing, it was a silly trick. She didn't dwell too much on it. She was anxious about stepping outside, now the news of her Rejection had spread like wildfire she didn't want to people people throwing her looks of mockery or pity anywhere she went to, so she didn't go out at all. But it would be good to find a job and support her parents now that her hope for a mate was crushed. It was hard living, she felt like a shell. It hadn't gotten better but she was learning to cope with the pain.

He knew that he should have tried harder to make things work between them, but it was too late now. As he finished his shower, he emerged from the bathroom feeling slightly better. He knew that he should let go of the past and move on with his life, but he couldn't help but feel a twinge of guilt at the thought of being unfaithful to his ex-wife. He knew that he would never forget her, but he hoped that he could find peace and happiness. His secretary suddenly called and he immediately answered it. His secretary says that his invoice for the project was rejected by her Ex wife Camilla.