Between Ruin And Resolve: My Ex-husband's Regret Novels & Stories

Finally, he pressed the phone against his chest as if he could steal back a fraction of her lingering warmth. He knew, with absolute certainty, that he had lost his red rose forever. The most dazzling rose that had once bloomed wildly in his life was shattered by his own hands. But perhaps… this was his ultimate fate. Vincent would spend the rest of his days drowning in solitude and longing, paying penance for a sin that could never, ever be washed clean.

"So Alison, you are very successful, so it seems. Who's the lucky man behind this success? Because three years ago, everyone knows you were just a simple poor lonely orphan." Silence filled the room. Richard glanced at Alison, then his lips parted to speak but Alison didn't let him start. "I'm a successful romance author. In fact, I'd love to share my story with everyone. "But before that, why don't you tell us the level of therapy you're currently going through? You know stealing your best friend's husband is not something easy to do. I know you must have had a lot of regret, despite me telling you I've forgiven you."

Adrian was gone. Of course he was. That’s what people did after one night stands, right? They left before things got awkward. Before the alcohol wore off and reality set in and you had to face the fact that you’d fucked a stranger to forget your husband. Ex-husband, I corrected myself. Soon to be ex-husband. I sat up, clutching the sheet to my chest even though there was no one there to see me naked. My clothes were scattered across the floor, a trail of bad decisions leading from the door to the bed.

Even if I told him the truth, he would never believe me. "Nathan..." I tried again, hoping he would finally listen to my explanation. But Nathan quickly raised his hand, stopping me from saying anything further. Don't ever call my name again. From today onward, whatever relationship existed between us is over. I will no longer consider that we have ever known each other." I tried to find even a small trace of the husband I once knew, but there was nothing left.The person standing before me was no longer the man I once married too.My heart ached, and tears threatened to fall.

he insisted, desperation creeping into his tone. “What’s there to regret now? Other than regretting that, I fell for you. I regret the day I met you. I regret the day I started falling for you! I regret everything, Julian. Everything! I wish I could forget you forever. I wish I could!” I yelled, my voice cracking as I glanced at Jane and Jason, who had begun to stir. “I regret our union, which brought about these innocent little cuties!” I added, my heart breaking further.

If I'm not careful, I wet myself. "I lost my husband and my child for three whole years. Again and again, I had to endure that humiliation. Don't you think I have the right to hate you? "Do you honestly think a few words of regret are enough for me to forgive you?" His eyes were bloodshot. He opened his mouth like he wanted to speak, but no words came out. Seeing him standing there in a daze, I let out a long, exhausted sigh. "Stop bothering me." I glanced down at the mess on myself, then turned to leave.

I should get rid of the burden on my shoulders. " I regret marrying your brother daily, but there is nothing I can do about it. I could not do anything 12 years ago nor can I do anything now. When you do something on your own you are the one who is responsible for the consequences but when you do nothing on your own you are not responsible for any consequences. So yeah my regret is useless because the decision was not mine to begin with. I never wanted to marry him because I loved you always "I told him and confusion is clean on his face

"I’m done with this marriage. I’m done with you. You can scream and threaten all you want, but it won’t change a thing." I watched him, chest heaving, anger and fear twisting inside me. "You’ll regret this," I spat, trying to keep my voice steady. "You’ll regret throwing everything away for her." He looked at me, a sad, resigned expression on his face. "Maybe," he said quietly. "But I have to try. For once in my life, I have to do what’s right."

I know he won't regret it but still, I don't want to regret it in my life. I don't wanna regret it in my life, as I had a chance, had a chance that I could make the dreams of my husband live again. His soul to be lively again. I don't want to live with the guilt that because of me, he had to give up the things that he had struggled with so many things in his life, his family, society, and numerous times with himself. " Risa, I want you to do one thing for me," I asked her.