Why Did My Ex Block Me Novels & Stories

“Baby? I am sorry. I know you have every right to be mad at me for not taking your calls.” I scoffed. “I am not in the mood to talk right now, Andro. Don’t call this number again and the reason you can’t reach me is because I blocked you!” I heard him gasp in shock at my words. “Why would you block me? What did I do wrong?” I scoffed. “I am not going to explain anything to you, Andro. I really don’t want to talk to you right now and maybe never.” It broke my heart when I said those words to him.

How could she say that after everything we shared? I typed back quickly. "Carmen, you don't mean that. You're just upset. Let me come see you so we can talk in person." "No." "Please. Just five minutes. That's all I'm asking." "I said no. Don't contact me again." "Carmen—" The next message made my blood run cold. "I've blocked your number. If you keep harassing me, I'll file a restraining order." I tried calling again. The phone number showed as disconnected. She really did block me.

During that time, Isaac tried every possible way to contact me. He messaged me on WhatsApp, called repeatedly, and even showed up at places where I might have been. However, I rejected every single attempt. I changed my number, blocked all his contact details, and cut off every remaining connection between us. When I heard about him again, it was through that long-abandoned “The Exes Club” group chat. I had muted it long ago, but I happened to open it that day while cleaning up my chat histories. I was stunned to see the screen filled with messages.

Her heart sank. You can no longer send messages to this contact. Ethan hadn’t just walked away. He had blocked her.

How could I be when I had sent about a hundred birthday messages to Anika wishing her a happy birthday, and not a single one of them went through? So much time had passed since she disappeared from my life, and I was still freaking blocked. Blocked. The word itself felt like a slap to the face. The woman I had once called my wife wanted absolutely nothing to do with me. Bree stomped her feet against the floor like some spoiled five-year-old brat. “That’s it?” she asked. I arched a brow at her. “I am still struggling to see your point here.” She hissed. “No gifts? Just nothing?”

My mind was spinning. I needed someone who wouldn’t give up on me, or betray me like everyone else had. I tried calling Julian and the phone screen showed. “Call Failed.” No matter how many times I tried, it just wouldn’t go through. Then the horrible truth settled in: he had blocked me. He didn’t want to hear from me anymore. A wave of anger mixed with hurt rolled through me. How could he just shut me out? After everything? I bit my lip so hard it started to bleed.

“You keep pushing me away, William. I told you I love you. I’m going to keep on doing everything in my power to make this work. Won’t you give me another chan—” I cut the call and slammed on the steering so that the car honked. I groaned and held the wheel with both hands, eyes closed tightly. When was I going to wake up from this nightmare? I had blocked Caleb. I had blocked his number because that had been the last straw. I had long since unfollowed and then blocked him on all of my social media accounts, and even gotten him removed from my mailing list. And he’d gone right ahead to call me with a different line. Somehow, he seemed to have stocked himself up with a small arsenal of phones,

Her lips had parted as if she had something to say, but she swallowed it down, hesitating before telling me we needed to talk. Was this what she had meant? Was she trying to confess? My breathing grew ragged as another memory resurfaced—one I had buried deep. The morning we had breakfast together—the day her ex kept calling. The calls had come in one after another, and I had noticed the way she stiffened each time she glanced at her phone. I had wanted to confront the bastard right then and there, but she had placed her hand over mine, her voice soft as she whispered, “Let it go, Gabriel. He doesn’t matter. I blocked him.”

He said and I respected his wish. "So, have you spoken with her again?" He asked after a long pause. "Who?" "Her, I mean your ex, what's her name again?" "Ginna?" "Yes, her, have you spoken to her since?" "No, I blocked her and do not want to have anything to do with her again not after what happened, she lies a lot, I don't want to do anything that will ruin this happiness I have now," I replied, I had made sure I won't come across Ginna again, I blocked her and made sure she couldn't contact me or Kathy again there was no way I was going to let her come back into my life and ruin it

I wrapped my arms around his and tried to coax him softly. He stared at me intently. A faint blush spread across his face, but he still stubbornly muttered, "You still have your ex's number saved?" I blinked at him and held up my phone to show him. "I'll delete it right away!" By the time I calmed Davin down, Tanner was staring blankly at his phone. An overwhelming sense of unease washed over him. I had never hung up on him before. After making up his mind, he dialed my number again, only to hear the busy signal. That meant only one thing. His number had been blocked!