Ceo's Regret After I Divorced Novels & Stories

"I’ve said everything that needs to be said. The choice is yours." Reality proved that threats worked. I successfully got the divorce certificate. When we walked out of the courthouse, her expression was sour. "You’ll regret this!" I ignored her and walked away. After the divorce, I started a business for the second time. Returning to familiar territory, I was so excited I could hardly contain myself. I was determined to build something of my own. I had no time to regret anything, but she did. She announced her breakup with Mr. Hundred Times on social media and stopped caring about the company altogether.

If you can divorce me, why can't you come and see me? "I want to ask you if you regret divorcing me now that you can see how much I've accomplished, and if you regret abandoning me during the darkest time of my life!" I stood behind him, reading the comments that were cursing me and telling me to go and die. There was a lump in my throat, and I wanted to cry. I didn't regret divorcing Ansel, nor did I regret abandoning him. If I could go back in time, I would do the same thing.

I began regretting every single thing I had done to my sweet Ariel. After five years of marriage Fiona came home with another man and asked me for a divorce, which I gladly gave her because I didn't want to spend a single moment more with her. I didn't want to even look at her, but because of the prenuptial agreement Fiona was entitled to half of my fortune and she took it, having it transferred to her account after the divorce. I remember that when Ariel and I got divorced she didn't take a single penny from me. I truly regret it all, but I cant express the guilt I feel to anyone except myself. How much I wish I could go back in time and make everything right, if it was possible I would hav

So, I decided to still stay instead of filing for a divorce. But now I was realizing that I should have filed for divorce months back because this wasn’t living, this was suffering and humiliation and I just couldn’t take it anymore. I’ve had enough. Screw Dave and the company, he could have it all. He could even get married to Serena, I didn’t care anymore. Rage and regret churned in my stomach as I turned around and began to head towards my car. Rage because I went through so much for Dave to be repaid like this. And regret because I stupidly wasted two years of my life and traded my spotless reputation for him.

“The old me was single-minded about stabilizing WS Group, obsessed with expanding it as quickly as possible. I wanted to prove myself to those founding shareholders who looked down on me and silence all the doubters. I admit, I was too competitive back then. My eyes were fixed only on the company and work, neglecting the person I should have cherished most… you.” “Truthfully, I think the old you was outstanding in every aspect except as a husband,” I said sincerely. “So don’t let our failed marriage make you dismiss everything else about yourself.” He smiled wryly. “Scarlett, you don’t need to comfort me. Back then I was either emotionally clueless or just too self-centered. Now I regret it.

" Naomi paused, keeping her hands on my shoulders as though she needed to make sure I was paying close attention to everything she was saying. "Then Mr.Nathan, your regretful ex-husband, who's now doing everything he can to win you back. He finally realized how much his ex-wife was worth after letting her go. I have no doubt both men will try their hardest to win your heart, and honestly, ma'am, you're going to have a difficult decision to make." After saying that, Naomi fell quiet, her eyes wandering as though she were already picturing how everything would unfold. But I was still trying to make sense of what she'd just told me. Nathan regretted our divorce? Was that really why he was sudde

Immediately she entered, all eyes were on her. “Ah, our honorable CEO is here!” Came a voice from the farthest end of the table. It belonged to a fatty, who rose up, carrying his shoulder with pride upon seeing Ivory. “We’ve been expecting you, after all, we have a thing or two to talk about. But I’ll be generous and save everyone the trouble by speaking on their behalf. With the recent turn of event, your divorce,” he scrunched up his nose like it was something disgraceful. “We’ve all come to the conclusion that we refuse to have a CEO like you.”

But my legs moved anyway. He led me out of the hall, through a corridor, and into the sitting room, where I was met with cold faces. “Is the divorce real?” my father asked. “Yes,” I said. “It’s real.” “So you really are that stupid,” my mother muttered. I kept my voice calm. “I just want to be happy.” “Happiness is fleeting,” my father said. “But legacy is forever.” “Dad—” “Enough.” He stood. “I’ve made up my mind.”

“The divorce?!... This is unexpected and very important news... You can't tell me that you want the divorce like is something you're wiping out from your to-do list...” “Wow… what matters to you right now is how I'm telling you that I want the divorce?! My first instinct was to leave you a note and this way warned you about my future plans," she replied shaking her head, completely perplexed. “I should’ve listened to my instincts and save myself all this drama. How I regret not doing it. It would’ve spared me all this useless yelling.”

I break our contact take a seat on her unfamiliar couch and feel my lips quiver. “He wants a divorce,” I say the words, not to Cindy but more to myself, coming to a realization. “That prick! After all you did for him? Really? A divorce?” Cindy fumes. I don’t say anything because I’m afraid my words might turn to tears, so I just listen to Cindy curse Arthur.