Romans & histoires Ex-husband And His Son Want Me Back

he said, and I sensed he was about to end the call. “I’ll come back,” I said quickly, holding my breath. “Excuse me?” “I’ll return to you. You can do anything you want, just don’t hurt my son. Bring him back to me, I beg you.” I shouldn’t be bargaining with him, but this was my only option. Vance had never hurt Elvis while we were married, but I knew he had the tendency to. This was my only shot at getting my son back. “Please bring him back,” I said.

He chuckled and said, "Then you won't be able to see your son's face for the rest of your life and I will make sure of this." "You..." Angry, Professor Moore tightened her fists. She didn't think that Daniel Brooke would trap her so badly. Surely there was no way out for her. This man could do whatever he was saying and her son was her weakness. She couldn’t lose her. She wanted her son's custody as her ex-husband married another woman and she was not treating her son well. But her ex-husband was not ready to give up. Her trail of thoughts was disturbed by Daniel Brooke's next words "You want to give up your son for a mere fellow Professor? You are at a loss."

But it sounded like a very good idea to me. “My son is hiding under the disguise of getting the company back, but what he wants the most is getting his ex-wife back to the extent that he’s already losing himself just to approve one or two things to her. I just want him to focus on getting the company back and not getting his ex-wife back, so if the both of us team up, you get your husband back and I get my son back.” It was finally beginning to make a lot of sense to me why he was saying all those things to me at the beginning of the conversation; he doesn’t like the idea of the both of them getting back together, which is a very good thing for me because at least I have him on my side now.

She told Alvino who politely obliged but before the latter walked out, he still looked back at me with a concerned expression. "So, the rumors are true. My son's desperate ex-wife is getting him back." She spat without any remorse. I subtly gasped.

He paused, then he spoke, “You come back to me. As my wife, with my son. We get to try again.” Um…what the hell?

It was crazy, but I hired a private investigator called Wolf, and he was hot on the case, and the truth will soon be out. Meanwhile, as I struggled to live my life without my husband and the father of my child, trouble didn't seem to want to leave me. Steve came back into my life begging for us to return back together. “Megan, please consider, I made a mistake cheating on you all those years ago. Please take me back; I will be a good dad for your son,” he pleaded like a stray dog begging for food.

Moran heard this, she felt even more sorry for her. Since her ex-husband was useless, Tanya suffered when she was young. Although Mr. Moran treated her well, he was considerably older than her and had a son with his ex-wife. Financial disagreements often arose between them. After realizing this, Tanya, being sensible, rarely asked them for money. As the mother and daughter talked, they started insisting on sending each other money. Mrs. Moran was worried that Tanya would be mistreated after marrying into a wealthy family and kept asking about details.

she informed, switching the topic. “You mean my soon to be ex-husband? Why does he behave like he cares so much about me now? I want him to sign the divorce papers I'll be sending to him soonest. I'm really fed up with all of this ill treatment from him, his mum and that bitch of a girl who calls herself Andrea. Of course she has succeeded in ruining my marriage.” “Seriously, Nathan did not do well, especially toward you… Alicia, honestly you didn't deserve all of that. I'm glad you aren’t anywhere close to him anymore.”

Grandpa Pascal asked, his voice steady but curious. Alexander leaned back in his chair, his eyes reflecting the fading sunlight. “I want to start fresh with her, Grandpa. Redo everything.” He let out a soft chuckle, though it didn’t hide the hint of regret in his tone. “We could have another wedding, make new memories, and even renew our marriage certificates. You know, I never signed the divorce papers. I was just… stupid back then. I lost her because of my own mistakes.” Grandpa Pascal nodded thoughtfully, his wrinkled hands resting on his cane. “I’m glad you’re finally getting another chance. You two deserve it. What happened before—it could’ve been avoided, sure, but maybe it happened to

“Stop calling Charlotte that.” “Why? That’s what she is.” Natalie folded her arms. “You used to lie to them just to keep me away, claimed I was sick, busy, out of town. Now suddenly they want me back and you come running like a delivery boy? Haven’t you told them we’re divorced?” He looked away for half a second, jaw tight. “My father and grandmother insisted on seeing you. Believe me, I didn’t come here because I wanted to. But maybe you’re too busy entertaining your boy toy to listen.”