Novel & Cerita Between Ruin And Resolve: My Ex-husband's Regret

“I didn’t think I was welcome before. You kicked me out, remember?” “And you stayed gone. Now you and Ruin? How long has it been going on?” Why was he so interested in me and Ruin? Not that there was a me and Ruin but still. “I saw Ruin for the first time in thirteen years last week, there is nothing between us but history. I left my husband because he’s a cheating, emotionally abusive asshole. And after growing up surrounded by men like that.” I let my eyes fall on his face, and he looked away quickly. Guilty as charged right there.

"If this is truly your decision, then I will respect it. Remember this. No matter what happens, this will always be your home." Tears spilled over. I wrapped my arms around her. "Thank you, my Lady." As long as I severed all ties with Caspian, the tragedy of my previous life would not repeat itself. He would live long, and Valdrin and Derya would never fall into despair or hate me so deeply. This life would end well for everyone. The second regret written in Caspian's journal, his regret at failing to resist his parents' arrangement, should count as resolved as well. Should it not?

“You wanted this marriage, Kim. I did not plan this, you did. And now you think you can just leave the same way you planned this whole marriage? Like my own opinion did not—” “Yes, I want to leave! I regret ever marrying you! I regret ever loving you! I regret the days I spent trying to make this marriage work, trying to make you love me! I regret everything, so please, let…me… go!” I yelled at the top of my voice, enunciating the last part so it would sink in. “You never—” I stopped and swallowed my words as a strange emotion flashed across his face in an instant. I swear I saw that look, that hurting look. He looked as if he was deeply hurt by my words. The last time I saw that emotion was

He couldn't believe this was how it was going to end. He stared blankly at the scattered pieces of paper, each torn shred a testament to the crumbling of his marriage. Despite his anger, a wave of regret washed over him, mingling with the bitter taste of defeat. Zach knew he had made mistakes, but facing the consequences now felt like an unbearable weight on his shoulders. With a heavy sigh, he realized that there was no turning back, no undoing the damage he had caused. All he could do now was brace himself for the storm that lay ahead.

That, furious at him, I'd deliberately over-watered my favorite orchid until it died. Little moments like that, over and over, had slowly turned me into a real person in his head. Somewhere along the way, his heart had shifted without him noticing. Except by that point, the damage between us had already hardened past fixing. I was done. I just wanted out. So he'd avoided me. Pulled every trick in the book to stall the divorce, hoping to buy himself time to undo what he'd broken. None of it had worked. There was already someone else in my eyes. There wasn't going to be room for him ever again.

Her hands trembled—not from fear, but from the weight of heartbreak. Adrian stood at the doorway, arms folded, his face cold. “Take whatever you want. After this, never come back.” Rosemary zipped the suitcase shut and stood tall. She looked at Adrian one last time—no longer as a broken wife, but as a woman ready for retribution. “Don’t worry, Adrian. I won’t come back. But I promise you this—you’ll miss the days when I was by your side. You will regret it.” Adrian didn’t respond, only smirked. But deep inside, something about her final look unsettled him.

He approached me, his heavy strides and darkened expression failing to hide the rage brewing within me. I braced myself for the moment. He stopped a few feet away, “Today was ruined—all thanks to you.” he said, fuming with nothing but anger, his fists clenched by his sides. Mrs Tari rushed out of the room, going close to her husband as she held his arm. “Honey, calm down." “I have no regrets." I said, "I'm glad this day was ruined. I'm glad every chance you and your family thought you had to destroy me is gone.”

He sucked on his bottom teeth and rounded the car to get into the driver’s seat. “Why?” I asked as soon as he closed the door after him. “You suggested a divorce and never went through with it. Is this some kind of show of power? Are you sick?” “I told you I regretted my actions as soon as you left, didn’t I? I couldn’t bear to completely part with you. I couldn’t.” “Oh really?” I laughed without humor. “And now that I have my life put together, you’ve come back to ruin it and rub it in my face? It doesn’t seem to me like you regret your actions, Jackson. If you did, you would let me go.”