CHASING MY EX-CONTRACT WIFE
“Brent, please, I didnt cheat on you!”
“Shut up!”
Here I was begging a man who was a cheat himself— begging him to believe me and take him back.
Despite the fact that he had been the one that cheated.
But where had the compromising pictures come from?
“I can't — I can't b-believe you're choosing your ex over me, Brent! I'm your wife! Your wife!”
“Not only have you ruined my reputation, you have ruined my family's name as well. I wish I can erase you and everything we have together from my memories,” he growled at me. “You'll pay for what you've done, Priscilla. I promise you.”
“Brent, you have to believe me,” I wept, summoning up the courage to clutch at his arm but he snatched it away from me, making me fall back violently against the table.
He produced a set of papers and a pen and slammed them down onto he table.
“Divorce papers. I want them signed. Now.”
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Sent packing by her husband when she was two months pregnant, Priscilla Sinclair had no one to turn to so she buried herself in her work. Six years later, she met the father of her children who wants her and his kids back. Could there be a chance for him in her life again?
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Chapter: Chapter Ninety-FiveSYLVESTER’S POV“You'll kill yourself at this rate if you keep on gulping down the entire bottle.” I heard mum's voice behind me and almost jumped from my seat. My eyes widened when I saw her in the living room, staring at me as though it was normal for an old woman to be awake in the middle of the night. I was frightened but I managed to hide it so she wouldn't prey on my fear. “Mum, what are you doing awake?” I asked as though I hadn't almost lost my mind a few minutes ago. She stared at me with some sort of scorn in her eyes until she almost walked out of my view. She ignored my question and picked up a bottle of whiskey and poured it into a glass for herself. I saw her raise the glass to her mouth and my brain clicked immediately. “Mum, stop, you shouldn't be taking that. No, I can't let you do that.” I countered, forcing her to finally pay some attention to me. “Even your father cannot stop me from drinking, what do you think you can do?” Mum has always been frightening, not
Last Updated: 2025-03-12
Chapter: Chapter Ninety-FourBRENT’S POV“Can you schedule the meeting for the next two days? My wife and kids are at the hospital and I have to be there with them.” I said to Evelyn in the car as we rode to the office. I hadn't planned to go in for work today but an emergency came up and I had to pop in almost immediately. I'd called Priscilla before leaving home so she'd know I wouldn't be back at the hospital any time soon. “Sir, that will cost us a lot. We have a brand reputation to uphold before this people and rescheduling would only ruin that.” She responded with her face glued to the laptop screen. “Sometimes you act like my mother.” I uttered but loud enough for her to hear. She glanced at me and let out a smile. “There has to be someone to keep you in check and thankfully, you have me.” I sensed the pride in her voice and laughed.We were getting close to the office but my thoughts kept circling back to how I'd almost lost my family a few days ago. If I hadn't been quick enough, I'd probably be home
Last Updated: 2025-03-10
Chapter: Chapter Ninety-ThreePRISCILLA’S POV“You're recovering really fast, ma’am. I guess the kids got the good genes from you.” The doctor said, smiling as she looked over my chart. I no longer had the oxygen and others connected to me. According to the doctors, my progress was quite surprising. Brent got the kids and me a VIP room so we won't have to be uncomfortable when sharing the space with others and I couldn't have been more grateful for it. “You should be discharged today, if you'd like to but if not, you can let us know when you're ready to leave and we'll get you the papers.” She added and I could feel my cheeks hurting from how hard I was smiling. There surely were advantages to being a wealthy person, the treatment just hits different. The kids had fallen asleep not quite long before their father left and they were still fast asleep so I just glanced at them and back at the doctor. “Can we go home together today?” I asked but the doctor nodded negatively. “No, I mean you can go home with Aid
Last Updated: 2025-03-08
Chapter: Chapter Ninety-TwoPAMELA’S POV“I told you the plan would work. You should try believing in me if we're going to work together.” I said to Jack over the phone. He snorted a response and I chuckled. I glanced at the television and view of Brent's house playing on the TV screen. Every nook and cranny of the house, each displaying on the screen without obstruction. “Girl, you're such a genius.” I said to myself, pouring another glass of wine. “Well, I must say you did well but we cannot rest on our oars now, we need to get more strikes in.” He said despite the disapproval in his tone. “I know but we're going to have to wait for a chance to slip in. It'll be suspicious if we just go in now.” I cautioned him. “Fine, I'll wait until you're ready.” He said, about to end the call but I had a question for him. “Jack.” I called but got no response. “I know we just started working together and all but I need you to be truthful with me and I promise I'll keep your secret.” I added. “I have no secret for you
Last Updated: 2025-03-08
Chapter: Chapter Ninety-OneBRENT’S POVI drove to the house as fast as I could so I'd be able to get back to my family as fast as possible. When I caught Pamela lurking in my house the last time, I was pretty much surprised to find her there. I'd never expected that the intruder would be a lady, talk more of a lady with excess plastic surgery. The bullet didn't lodge in her body but only caused a grazing over her skin. She begged that I let her go and when I asked why she was in my house in the first place, she couldn't come up with a cogent reason so I had her locked away in my basement which doubled as a torture room. All my houses both in and outside the country have a basement like that and Claire's boyfriend was trapped in one of those. When I got to the house, it was empty like I'd expected and got a minute, I imagined what it would be like if my complete family was here. The laughter of my kids, the giggles from my wife, the sound of pots scraping in the kitchen, the loud noise of the Television. It
Last Updated: 2025-03-07
Chapter: Chapter NinetySYLVESTER’S POV“Sylvester, please stop pacing around. You're making me feel lightheaded with your movements. I know you're angry but please sit.” Donna said to me and I sucked in my breath for the hundredth time. I slammed my hands on the table, causing some of the things on it to spill over. “Now you're just going to start creating a mess.” She sighed and picked up the fallen items. “Would you believe she did that to me? She's my woman yet she had them throw me out.” I rambled again and Donna sighed almost in frustration. “You knew she never liked you from the start, she only agreed to be with you for selfish reasons. None of this is your fault.” She tried to placate me but I was too angry, too bitter to care. “It's all his fault.” I suddenly muttered after coming to the realization of it. “What?” Donna's eyes exposed her confusion. “He's the one making her do this. She loves me, she'd never do that to me if he wasn't in the picture. I have to find a way to get rid of him.” I
Last Updated: 2025-03-06
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