Between Ruin And Resolve: My Ex-husband's Regret นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Celine stood in the dim light of her bedroom, surrounded by the remnants of a life she felt was crumbling around her. The remnants of her recent clash with Roy echoed in her mind, his angry words replaying like a broken record. “I regret marrying you.” The bitter taste of humiliation mixed with her frustration as she threw clothes into her suitcase with hasty movements. Each piece of fabric was a reminder of her failed marriage, a marriage she had been so desperate to cling to, only to be pushed away by the very person she thought would be her ally.

I noticed his jaw tightened, and his his fists clenched at his sides. “But let me make something really clear,” I continued. “If there’s anything I’ve been to you, to this marriage, it’s being loyal. I poured my everything into us, into making sure this marriage worked, into making sure we got our happily ever after like we wanted. But it’s so unfortunate that it’s been cut short. Do I regret falling in love with you? No, I don’t. Do I regret marrying you? No, I don’t. Do I regret thinking about spending forever with you? Of course not. But I regret shrinking myself and deluding myself into thinking that I needed to give you more time, into thinking that maybe you’d come around eventually. I

“All of it.” We talked until the early hours of the morning, his words painting a picture of a man who had clawed his way to the top, leaving destruction in his wake. It was brutal, raw, and unflinchingly honest. By the time he was done, I felt like I barely recognized the man I had married. But I also saw the regret in his eyes, the weight he carried every day. For the first time, I understood the depth of his pain. “Do you hate me?” he asked quietly, his voice breaking.

The word echoed in Aurora’s mind. Divorce. Aurora felt her chest tighten painfully. But she forced herself to remain calm. “Adrian hasn’t said anything like that.” Mrs. Hale laughed coldly. “He will.” Aurora’s fingers slowly curled into her palm. She could endure insults. She could endure loneliness. But the thought of losing her child’s future… That was something else entirely. Aurora looked directly at Mrs. Hale for the first time. “I will not leave.” Mrs. Hale’s eyes narrowed.

Love does not excuse control. Fear does not excuse stalking. Regret does not erase the consequences. I looked at him one time. I had no tears left. No resentment, no hope. Just certainty. My voice stayed steady as I looked him in the eye. "You lost the right to know where I am the day I stopped calling you my husband."

And it was not for the better. I was in denial of the regrets that kept creeping in before but I had fully come to terms with them. I regret ever deciding to marry Lianna and all that was just to spite my father. And it didn’t turn out well It went on for about an hour of me trying to shut the rambling in my mind off and get some rest, at least no matter how little it was but I just couldn’t. My mind was going a million miles per minute. Maybe I needed to speak to her.

“As I stand here, haunted by my regrets, I find myself wishing I could turn back time and undo my mistakes. Your absence will forever serve as a constant reminder of the precious moments we shared and the opportunities I let slip through my fingers. “I wish I could have been the husband you deserved - the one who expressed his love freely, the one who always listened, and the one who embraced you unconditionally. In my ambitious pursuits, I lost sight of what truly mattered, and I failed to cherish the moments that we had together. I took our love for granted, foolishly believing it would always be there, until life proved otherwise. “In moments of frustration and anger, I said words that I

Here was this half-stranger having faith in her words when she had barely even said anything, while her husband, sorry now ex-husband, was treating her words as comedy. “The love I had for him.” She clarified, “That love is now just a gaping hole in me, and I plan to find a way to fill it up.” Her voice was filled with conviction. Hesitantly and slowly, he reached out for her, placed his hand gently on her shoulder in consolation, “I know you have probably heard this a lot but I am truly sorry for your loss, your son was a wonderful boy and he would have grown up to be an even wonderful man under your care.”

All at once I could feel every single emotion swirl inside me; an overwhelming amalgamation of pain, sorrow, confusion and regret. “I know your husband won’t return to you anymore…because he told me so.”

I wish I could turn back time and fix everything. He closes his eyes, trying to block out the pain and regrets. VIHAAN'S THOUGHTS: (voiceover) I don't want a divorce. I will never give her divorce .But I don't know how to fix things. I feel lost, like I'm drowning in my own mistakes. Vihaan opens his eyes and notices a picture of Sukoon and him on their wedding day, framed on the bedside table. It reminds him of the love they once shared and the happiness they experienced together.