Chasing his rejected wife Novelas e Histórias

Even to me. The point is, there are other ways to get her to come back to the pack. We didn’t have to remain married. ‘The rejection curse.’ Kian says in my head. I paused, a frown touching my lips as I tried to make sense of what he just said. The rejection curse? It sounded like a myth or a folklore told to children to help them sleep. ‘Don’t tell me you’ve never heard of it.’ I didn’t have to confirm nor deny.

Christopher says after taking a deep breath and letting his body fall back until his back rests on the sofa. I fell in love with her. She is a spectacular professional and an incredible woman. She has everything I was looking for in a companion. She is the woman I looked for 38 years and thought I would never find, and she appeared at the moment I had given up trying to find someone like her. - So if she was everything you were looking for, why the hell would she run away? - She rejected me and ran away. But she didn't reject me because she didn't like me. She rejected me because she thought I would never accept the truth about her.

I gulped when he stared at me, I couldn’t keep up with his glare. “I asked you A QUESTION!” He yelled out and I felt a pang of fear surge and course through my veins. “He married me for love.” I replied because that felt like now. “LOVE?” He scoffed and told a deep puff before tilting his head. “Love?” The other echoed at the back. “This bitch is stupid.” He added as he shook his head. “Chase didn’t marry you for love but yet we know that he doesn’t want to let you go for some reason.” He scoffed as he looked at me.

“They gave you the life you have.” He shut his eyes briefly. And then I delivered the final blow. “If these photographs found their way to your wife…” I let the words hang in the air between us. He opened his eyes slowly. His expression was grim. I smiled. “Your marriage would be over.” He said nothing. “You’d lose your home.” Still nothing. “You’d lose your wife.” His throat moved as he swallowed. “And then…” I leaned closer. “You’d lose your position in her family’s company.”

“You didn’t do anything wrong... I just don’t want you anymore.” The lie tasted like acid on my tongue. Travis’ entire body went still, his chest rising and falling in slow, measured breaths. My hands curled into fists in my lap to stop them from shaking. I had to be cruel. I had to push him away before I did something stupid like fall even deeper for a man who would never be mine. “I chased you,” I whispered, my voice barely steady. “I wanted you... and you gave me what I wanted. But I’ve had my fill, Travis. I don’t want you anymore. We’re over.”

he slouches his shoulders. "Turns out she just has a talent for leading people on. But no harm done, it's not like I love her or anything. I wanted her, she didn't want me. End of story." Jax demonstrates with his hands. He and I both know that's not the end of the story. The two of us are too determined, too driven to give up on anything after the first try. That's why I know that he'll keep chasing my wife's crazy friend until he gets her. It's the way we're both wired.

“Maybe I just enjoy watching that woman fall apart.” Chase narrowed his eyes. “Sounds personal. Do you have a grudge against her?” “I haven’t forgotten the time she rejected a deal with one of my subsidiaries in MariLand. She said my company wasn’t ‘worthy’ of working with her.” Chase broke into loud laughter at his brother’s confession. “You’re insane.” “As far as I remember, you’re the only one in this family who plays by the book. Chris and I—we’re nothing like you, Chase.”

“This isn’t what I signed up for.” His grip tightened, and before I could pull free, his hand moved to my waist and he pulled me into him. “Why do you love being chased?,” he whispered, his fingers brushing away loose strands of my hair. "This isn't about being chased, it's about respect. I might not be your real wife but I deserve some consideration," I replied, my voice shaky as I spoke. "And who said you weren't my real wife?" He asked, his piercing grey eyes focused on mine like he could see my soul.

I said before walking away from him. My tears automatically fell when I turm my back on him. I cover my mouth to supress the sob. This is not what I visualize when I was chasing Cloud. I never thought that there will be a day that I will let go the man I truly love. Last time, I was chasing ny husband. Now, will he do the same? "ABBY!!!" He shouted making me stop.

"I suppose that makes me my wife's husband, in case the introduction was too subtle." The word "wife" hit Lysander like a punch. I saw it happen - the flash of shock, then a deeper pain that looked like sorrow, before he pushed it away and put on a colder face. It was like watching a door slam shut, hiding all his emotions behind it. For a moment, I thought I saw a glimmer of something real, something that hurt him deeply, but then it was gone, replaced by a mask of calmness.