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THE EX FACTOR
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AFTER MY EX-WIFE UNBROKEN SPIRIT
Camilla The familiar streets of San Francisco stretched before me as the cab near my home. My heart felt tired yet determined. This city had been my safe haven, the place where I’d rebuilt my life. But today, as I neared the front door, I felt it was time to leave it behind and make a new beginning in Los Angeles. As I stepped inside, the sweet giggles of Ava greeted me. She came running toward me, her small feet pattering against the floor. “Mommy!” she yelled, throwing her arms around me. I knelt to her height, drawing her into a loving hug. “I missed you, my love,” I whispered, my voice brimming with adoration. Marta entered from the kitchen, wiping her hands on a towel. “You’re back early,” she stated with a friendly smile. “There’s so much to do,” I said, standing and putting my bag down. “Can we talk about something?” Marta nodded. “Of course.” Later that evening, after dinner and bedtime tales, Ava finally drifted off to sleep, clutching her doll firmly. I joined
Last Updated : 2024-12-08AFTER MY EX-WIFE FACING THE FALLOUT
AlexThe morning had began like any other—coffee boiling, the peaceful buzz of the city waking up outside my window. But today, something was different. My phone wouldn’t stop buzzing. Glancing at it, I saw a stream of missed calls and unread messages, some from famous investors, some from numbers I didn’t recognize. The alarms heaped one after another, their urgency impossible to ignore. I snatched up the phone, scanning through the texts. The tone was consistent: worry, displeasure, and, in some cases, open fury. “Alex, have you seen what’s online? This is bad for all of us.” “You need to call me ASAP. We can’t move forward like this.” “I’m pulling out unless you explain this mess.” Pulling out? What mess? My chest tightened as I read the lines. Setting my coffee aside, I eagerly opened my inbox, searching for further information. One issue line stood out immediately: “URGENT: Blog Post Damaging Partnership.” I clicked on it, my fingers quivering slightly. The email
Last Updated : 2024-12-08AFTER MY EX-WIFE Damage Control
Camilla The moment I stepped out of the meeting hall, my phone buzzed, vibrating urgently in my hand. Elizabeth’s name flashed on the screen. “Elizabeth,” I said sharply, pressing the phone to my ear as I made my way toward the car. “Camilla, it’s blowing up,” she said without preamble. “That blog post is everywhere. Investors, clients—people are calling and asking questions. We need a response now. What’s the plan?” I took a deep breath, willing myself to stay calm. “We’re not going to panic,” I said, unlocking my car and sliding into the driver’s seat. “Draft a statement immediately, but I want it airtight—nothing vague. We’ll address the rumors head-on while reinforcing Ava Ltd.’s credibility.” “Got it,” Elizabeth replied, but I could hear the hesitation in her voice. “Should we focus more on dismissing the accusations or highlighting the company’s achievements?” “Both,” I said firmly, pulling out my laptop and placing it on the dashboard. “Mention our struggles from the
Last Updated : 2024-12-21AFTER MY EX-WIFE HOME AT LAST
CamillaThe streets of Los Angeles bustled with a rhythm that was both exciting and overwhelming. The golden sunlight bathed the towering buildings, the scent of freshly brewed coffee wafted from sidewalk cafes, and the hum of traffic blended with distant laughter. It had been three weeks since we left San Francisco, and though this city was still unfamiliar, we were slowly finding our place in it. I turned into the driveway of our apartment complex, the warm glow of the afternoon sun casting long shadows. As I parked, the sound of giggles drifted through the open window. Inside, I found Ava and Marta sprawled on the living room floor, their laughter filling the space as they played with a set of building blocks. Ava’s hands darted around, constructing something grand, while Marta leaned back, letting her take the lead. “Mommy’s home!” Ava announced, her face lighting up as she jumped up and ran to hug me. “Hey, sweetheart!” I scooped her into my arms, her hair tickling my cheek
Last Updated : 2024-12-21AFTER MY EX-WIFE CITY OF ANGELS
Camilla The Saturday morning sun streamed through my car windows as I pulled up to Julie’s apartment. Her call woke me earlier, that she wasn't doing anything serious. So we found an opportunity to check around the city. The air felt fresh, promising. Today, we were scouting locations for Ava Ltd.’s Los Angeles branch—a significant step for me and the company. Julie was already waiting at the curb, her bright smile instantly lifting my spirits. She slid into the passenger seat, her energy as infectious as ever. “Good morning!” she chirped, buckling her seatbelt. I smiled, matching her enthusiasm. Our first stop was a small office tucked behind a larger building. From the photos, it seemed cozy but functional. In reality, it was cramped, with low ceilings and narrow hallways that made the space feel suffocating. “This won’t do,” Julie said, voicing what I was already thinking. “No, it definitely won’t,” I agreed as we walked back to the car. The second location was in a qu
Last Updated : 2024-12-21AFTER MY EX-WIFE UNEXPECTED CONNECTION
Alex The meeting with the investors had been tense, but the resolution gave me some peace. Afterward, I met with Camilla to apologize for the mess Alessia had caused. She listened, her face calm but her words sharp as she made it clear that she wouldn’t tolerate any more disruptions. I promised her I would speak to Alessia and ensure it didn’t happen again. That evening, I decided it was time to reclaim my home. For months, I had avoided the house, seeking refuge in my office or a cold hotel suite, just to escape Alessia’s relentless presence. But enough was enough. If she refused to sign the divorce papers, she couldn’t keep me from the house that was mine. As I opened the door, the air inside felt heavy, as though it had been holding its breath for months. Alessia was there, seated on the couch, her face streaked with tears. The sight didn’t move me as it once might have. Instead, I steeled myself, bracing for the inevitable confrontation. “Alex,” she cried the moment she sa
Last Updated : 2024-12-21AFTER MY EX-WIFE BIG UNCLE
CamillaThe morning sun streamed through the windows of the building I had purchased for Ava Ltd.'s new Los Angeles headquarters. Marta had insisted on accompanying me, and I didn’t object. Having her around made the work feel lighter, even though the task ahead was daunting. The inside of the building was a time capsule of a fashion store that had long seen its last customer. Faded wallpaper adorned the walls, mannequins and old lockers sat abandoned in one corner, and scraps of paper and wood littered the floor. Marta and I rolled up our sleeves and dove in. We started by moving old chairs and stacking calendars and papers by the door. The air was filled with the faint smell of dust and aging fabric, but I didn’t mind. There was something invigorating about seeing the space begin to clear, piece by piece. Marta wiped her forehead, a streak of dust crossing her cheek. “Ma’am, this place will shine once it’s done.” “I know,” I said, glancing around. “But I didn’t think it woul
Last Updated : 2024-12-21AFTER MY EX-WIFE She Signed The Divorce Paper
Alex Today was one of those few moments when happiness looked real, and it all started with Ava. Her grin was like a key, unlocking a portion of my heart I hadn't known was still there. Her eyes lighted when she spoke, and the small tilt of her head when she reflected—it was Camilla all over again. There was something else. The slope of her nose, the curve of her lips, and even the way her face creased in thinking made me think of a younger version of myself. I couldn't stop talking about our meeting. The gentle way her small hand rested against mine, the faith in her innocent eyes, and the melody of her laughter stirred emotions I hadn't felt in years. It was more than simply memories. Hope. A want to recover the life I had ruined through my own ignorance. Seeing Ava reminded me of everything I had lost. Her resemblance to Camilla was clear, but what about the characteristics that mirrored mine? They were a revelation, a possibility I hadn't explored until now. Could she really
Last Updated : 2025-01-02
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AFTER MY EX-WIFE A NEW BEGINNING
Alex The previous two days had been a maelstrom of emotions. Sitting in my study, I let out a long sigh and rubbed my temples. The weight of tiredness pulled on my shoulders, yet sleep had proven difficult. My mind refused to relax. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Ava—her small, delicate body lying on that hospital bed, bandages around her head, her pale face devoid of its typical brightness. I clinched my fist. The kidnapping, The drive to catch the kidnappers, The accident, The moment I saw her unconscious and drenched in blood. Every second of it replayed in my mind like a nightmare I couldn't shake. I had never experienced fear like this before. The thought of losing her had almost crushed me. The worst part? I had no claim to her. There is no right to make decisions. I was simply a man who had stepped in when she needed assistance. But why did it seem like more than that? Why did saving her make me feel like I was saving a part of myself? I leaned back in my
AFTER MY EX-WIFE A LIFE-CHANGING MOMENT
Camilla The steady beep, beep, beep of the heart monitor was the first thing I heard when I entered the hospital room. The sterile aroma of antiseptic permeated the air, mixed with a slight touch of something metallic—blood, perhaps, or the aftermath of trauma. My heart beat in time with the beeping machine, each sound a heartbreaking reminder of how close I had gotten to losing Ava. I gulped hard and forced myself to walk forward. Then I spotted her. Ava reclined on the hospital bed, her small frame almost swallowed by the white covers. Her head was wrapped in heavy bandages, and an IV line was attached to her small hand. The sight of her like this—so frail and still—took my breath away. My knees weakened, so I clutched the doorframe for support. It was my fault. If I had been more diligent and protected her properly... Perhaps she wouldn't be lying here, hooked up to machines and battling to recuperate. I let out a faint whimper before I could stop it. "Ava…" Her
AFTER MY EX-WIFE A DESPERATE WAIT
CAMILLA A slight buzz of voices trickled through the hospital's closed doors. My eyes felt heavy, and my body was tight from resting in one position for too long. I squinted at the dimly lit room, with early morning light filtering in through the blinds. I must have fallen asleep just before daybreak. A throbbing ache throbbed at the base of my skull, reminding me of the sleepless night I'd spent tossing and turning, haunted by Ava's face. Pale. Frightened. Helpless. The memories hit me all over again, jolting me completely awake. Ava. I turned my head, expecting to see Alex sitting in the chair by the window, like he had last night. But the chair was empty. Panic clutched at my chest. I swung my legs over the side of the bed, forcing myself up despite the tiredness that weighed me down. My bare feet contacted the icy floor, causing a shiver up my spine. I reached for the lightweight cardigan I'd droped over the chair and slipped it on as I exited the room. The hallway
AFTER MY EX-WIFE THE ACCIDENT
AlexThe air was thick with anxiety as our car sped down the deserted road, tires buzzing against the asphalt. The black SUV ahead of us faded into the distance, its taillights blazing red and flickering like a heartbeat. We were getting near, but not fast enough.We'd been after them for over half an hour. The police used a GPS tracker concealed on their car. We knew they were going south on Route 19, but every second felt like we were losing them. My stomach twisted from anger and anxiety. I should have acted faster. I should've been more prepared. If I had, Ava might not be in danger now. But now all I could do was track them down. As the SUV's red taillights flashed in front of us, I grasped the armrest tightly. My heart was rushing and thumping inside my chest. Every second seemed like an eternity. I couldn't let them leave with her. We needed to get her back. "Keep on them!" The officer next to me ordered, his voice tense with urgency.The officers in the car with me were doin
AFTER MY EX-WIFE ALESSIA STRIKES AGAIN
Camilla The front door was slightly opened. As I pushed, the wood creaked, ringing through the silence like a warning. A moist chill crept across my skin. Inside, the air was thick with the smell of mold, dust, and something more. Something metallic. The room was consumed by darkness, but a dim light flickered in the distance. It hummed weakly, throwing long, fragmented shadows on the walls. My breath came out in short, uneven gasps. Every instinct screamed at me to turn back, run, and seek help. But I couldn't, I kept moving. Because somewhere in the darkness, Ava was waiting for me.Then, from the darkness, came a voice. "Hands up." I froze. The voice was calm. Too calm. Possessing such control implied power.Footsteps were the next sound, which was slow and measured. Heavy. Deliberate. A rough, hard hand clamped around my wrist. Not cruel, but uncompromising. A silent warning. "Move." The grasp tightened slightly, guiding me forwards. My legs felt weak, but I
AFTER MY EX-WIFE THE ENEMY REVEALED
CamillaThe jet's hum filled the silence around me, but inside my head, all I could hear was noise—loud, excruciating noise. Ava. Her name rang repeatedly, pressing my heart even more. I gazed at my phone screen, my fingers quivering as I dialed Marta's number again. Still turned off.I tried again. Still nothing.Tears blurred my vision. My daughter was out there, in the hands of a dangerous person. Was she crying? Was she afraid? Did they injure her? My gut wrenched in misery at the thought. Across from me, Alex stood with his phone to his ear. His voice was steady and controlled, in stark contrast to the conflict inside me. "Alexander Brookes, CEO of Millach LTD," he said while listening to the other end of the line. His expression was unreadable, but I could sense the strain in his jaw. "There was an emergency that we needed to attend to. We already left. Tell Ms. Montgomery for a reschedule of this meeting if feasible." There was a delay before he said, "Alright, sorr
AFTER MY EX-WIFE A MOTHER'S WORST NIGHTMARE
CamillaMy heart raced as I entered the room, my trembling fingers on the door just as it closed behind me. The silence around me was intense, broken only by my choppy breaths. I leaned my back against the door, feeling its coolness, but it didn't help quiet the turmoil inside me. Alex. The memory of his touch and the feel of his lips stayed with me like a haunting presence I couldn't escape. My resolve and the walls I carefully built around myself fell apart whenever he got near. I tried really hard to keep him away to protect myself and my daughter, but when he looked at me with those pleading eyes, I lost my strength. I closed my eyes tightly, trying to manage my feelings. It wasn't just about him; it was how he made me feel and how he could always remove the walls I felt I needed. The best thing I could do was put some space between us, lock the door, and guarantee that the mistakes of the previous night were never repeated. Sliding down to the floor, I sat with my knees t
AFTER MY EX-WIFE LOST OPPORTUNITIES
AlexShe pulled the room door open without speaking, allowing it to swing close behind her. I caught it before it closed fully and followed her inside. Camilla walked straight to the couch and dropped herself upon its edge with a stiff motion. She crossed her arms again, her fingers grabbing her sleeves as if bracing for a blow. Her eyes was concentrated on a faraway location, her expression opaque yet heavy with thought. I paused near the door and watched her. She didn't recognize my presence as she moved her head slightly away. I took a breath and stepped closer, each movement slow and deliberate. The cool floor muffled my footfall, but I could feel the space between us. When I got close enough to talk, I stopped and kept my voice low. "Camilla, please listen to me." Her body tensed slightly, but she did not glance at me. The silence extended, dense with tension, and her only reaction was a tiny twitch of her fingers against her arm. "There's nothing to talk about," she st
AFTER MY EX-WIFE ECHOES OF DOUBT
ALEX The warm rays of sunlight crept through the blinds and woke me up. I stirred, slipping into the mattress, the warmth strange but weirdly soothing. As I opened my eyes, images of the previous night flooded back to me. I was on Camilla's bed. I sat up gently, putting my elbows on my knees and running a hand through my hair. A faint smile pulled on the corner of my lips. For the first time in years, the nothingness inside of me didn't feel so overwhelming. Being with her filled a gap I had no idea was so profound. As I shifted, the covers slipped down, showing my bare chest and the empty space next me. My heart dropped slightly when I realized Camilla was not there. I looked around the room, my eyes scanning every angle. Her scent lingered slightly in the air, but she was nowhere to be found. I pushed the blankets away from my legs and found my clothes lying on the floor. I picked them up one by one, the room's silence disturbed only by the subtle rustle of cloth as I dressed
