Divorced Husband Wants Me Back. Novels & Stories

It was as if she didn’t want to intrude but needed answers. “Just ask it” I threw out; my mouth filled with meatloaf. “What do you plan to do? After the divorce, I mean” I heaved a heavy sigh, “I’ve sure missed working a lot, you know. I intend to go back to everything I gave up because of Ryan” “So..you’ll be going back home?” I nod my head, “Yes, I’ll be going back home” Home…funny how I haven’t thought about it for a year now.

"Somehow I had it in my head that you stayed away at any excuse. I thought you didn't want me anymore. I was wrong." "I'll tell you what, I'll come back next weekend and you can show me if and how you want me as your husband. That'll give you a few days to think about our marriage. Maybe that'll help. Right now I'm hurt, I'm tired and I'll say things I'll regret if I stay. I have loved you for years and worked hard to give you everything I could. Next Saturday morning at four in the morning I'll be back. If you want me to stay away call my cell phone and tell me. You'll never see me again. If I get here the door better be unlocked and your legs open. Now, get out."

“Maybe you could be my nanny and help take care of me while I’m here? You could move back in for a while.” Move back in? I left with the intention of figuring out my next move after asking my husband for a divorce. A divorce that I needed after watching him constantly choose Charlotte over me. Even on our anniversary where I planned to tell him I was pregnant with his child. “That sounds like a fine resolution.” Leo smiles as he agrees with Charlotte. He wanted me back in the house. He had made that clear when I arrived with his demeanor.

"This isn't... I can't do this. I don't want to have any issues with your wife.” “I'm talking to my lawyer about my union with her. I will be getting divorced soon. You don't have to worry about it,” he informed me and I smacked my lips. Wasn't this funny? I could vividly remember the day his mother forced him to divorce me. Now, he was crawling back to me. “Isabella loves you. You can't leave her for a woman who doesn't see a future with you,” I disclosed and my breath caught in my throat.

Now, he felt adrift and without a home. "Iris, after our divorce, I couldn't eat or sleep well. I don't even feel like myself anymore." He stared into her eyes. "I've missed you so much. Your absence in my life tore at me, tormenting me. I can't deny that I still love you. As long as you come back to me, I'll forget anything ever happened. I don't care how many men you've been with during our time apart or the harsh words you've spoken to me. If you return, I'll call off the marriage with Fiora immediately. We can remarry, and I promise I'll never hurt you again. If you want to work, you can work in my law firm. You won't have to start from scratch; I'll make you a full-fledged lawyer right

“I’m married. You’re married. You’re mad because your husband’s cheating. I’m mad because she doesn’t want anything to do with me anymore.” “Then she’s not your girlfriend,” I say flatly. “Exactly,” he replies. “But I want her back. She used to do things for me my wife never even tried. Your husband isn’t giving that up.” I think about the way Shane looked at her, the way he held her, and I shake my head. “No. He’s not.” He watches me carefully. “So what do you want?” I lean forward slightly. “I want my husband back. And if that means ruining whatever this is, I will. Even a little public announcement about your daughter. ”

I was divorced! I handed the divorce paper back to Ethan. "I never want to have anything to do with you again! Not in this life or the next life."

“I’m not coming back to you Gabriel. Please, just move on. I married Easton with my heart and I shall remain his wife.” I told him and the hurt in his eyes burnt my heart. “I will never give up on us!” He blurted out, holding my arms tighter. I pressed my lips together, holding back tears. “You’ll see Melda, you’ll see how far I’ll go to get us back together.” He whimpered, putting his forehead on my shoulder as he sobbed painfully. My ex husband desperately wanted me back but did I want to go back to him?

He argued. " Ok, may be, I did that, but our marriage was absolutely legal and we are not divorced. " I replied with a shrug. " Then divorce her... " He said forcefully and glared at me as if he was trying to intimidate me. " Not in this lifetime. I love her and want my wife back. " I shook my head coolly and smiled.

She sponsored me through University and never left my side for once. My phone buzzed and as I pulled it out of my bag, I was bombarded with a series of messages, from a strange number. It wasn't the first time it would be happening since I got married to a womanizer. Someone had taken it as a duty to send me pictures of Nathaniel and his arrays of girlfriends at hotels, restaurants, and airports. Maybe this person thinks I care when I actually don't. As I stared at the pictures, the more anxious and nervous I got. I just couldn't wait for four hours to pass before I saw him and told him I wanted a divorce. I better do it now. "Driver, please take me to my husband's office, I need to see him