Como Reconquistar A Mi Esposa Novels & Stories

" If she really is married, then everything we did to sabotage her life is for waste. You have to bring her back here." " We already kicked her. She already resigned. How do you expect me to find her in the whole of Mexico?" " Call her. Hire a private investigator. I don't care." "I don't care if she got married. She only got married to spite us. She's a loveless marriage so that's more enough punishment for me." " Fiona said her husband looks rich. She can't be allowed to be happy. If her husband is rich, that means she's happy." " Woman what do you expect me to do? There are other things on my mind right now. Not so petty revenge. " He said and got up.

The woman I had carelessly discarded, thinking I wasn't ready for commitment. I couldn't shake off the memories of our past. I had married Marie solely to gain control of my family's wealth, and once I had achieved my goal, I thought it was time for us to part ways. But Marie had pleaded with me to stay, to work through our issues, and I had callously ignored her. Now, the tables had turned. I was the one who was desperate to win her back, to prove my love and commitment to her. But it seemed I had competition, and that realization only strengthened my resolve. I would stop at nothing to reclaim Marie's heart and make her mine once again.

She took a deep breath, inhaling the calming aroma as she centered herself. He’s my husband, she thought, clenching her hands into fists. I’ve fought too hard for this marriage to let it crumble now. If I give up, I’ll lose him forever. And I can’t let that happen—not yet. With a surge of energy, she stood and crossed the room to the bathroom. The reflection staring back at her in the mirror looked pale and worn, but there was a steely determination in her eyes. She splashed cold water on her face, washing away the remnants of sleep and tears from the night before.

“I just want to say hi. And please be prepared, because very soon I’ll claim you and my children again. I admit, I chose gold over a diamond like you, Lia. But just tell your husband, tell him your ex is back. Tell him in a way he’ll understand, like this: DEAR HUSBAND, MY EX IS BACK.” Her trembling fingers almost dropped the phone. Her world tilted for a second, and she almost forgot how to breathe. No. No, this couldn’t be happening.

I shut my eyes, shaking the image out of my head. My grip around the glass tightened, and I clenched my jaw. “I don’t think you get it. I’m getting my wife back. By choice or by force.”

It is off-limits to violence, but I must get my wife back. Standing before them, I speak with a passion I’ve rarely shown. “I know all of you are thinking that this is wrong. But I take full responsibility for our actions today. The Reagan must be shown that we are strong and will not bow to the whims of a princess. I am a Reagan that cannot be manipulated by childish games. My wife is in danger, and she is my queen. We will get her back. To lose her to my enemy will make me look weak. It will make us all look weak. Are we weak?” “No, Alfredo!” they shout in unison. “We are strong.”

However, in recent weeks, all I could think about was my wife and the deep desire to restore our marriage. I hope Mila Durant doesn't become a problem either. She had called me on my phone, but I didn't answer. The fact that she tried to reach me through the office number is unpleasant. If she insists, I'll need to make it clear that I'm not interested in continuing our previous closeness. I am a repentant man, seeking a second chance with my wife, and I cannot let others come between Beatrice and me. Especially when it's clear that I didn't handle well the fact that she was going out with another man.

I replied to her with even a louder tone that made the people around us interested in what we had going on. She sat down back, unable to talk or reply to me as I had created the scene she wanted. “Firstly, you don't get to talk to me about what or who I want to be with, Travis was my ex-husband you stole from me and now he wants me back, you're on the edge…I don't even have his time yet, you're all worked up just imagine if i do, what will be the outcome of you?” I asked and she clutched her fist tightly but didn't say anything.

The mere thought of Henry alone with his wife sent shards of anger plunging into his brain. 'Elsie is mine. Mine alone!' he asserted in his thoughts. "You are still defending her after she just cuckold you again? You are a lost cause, man. Trapped in her cage of lies." "I am going to get her back, and this time, she would be worse than a caged bird," Aiden said through gritted teeth. Sebastian scratched his head when he heard this, unable to comprehend anything. "Why don't you let her go?" Aiden raised a knowing brow. He once again checked his watch, narrowing his eyes.Aiden's cold, stoic demeanor concealed the fury raging within him.