Ex Husband Proposed Again Novels & Stories

“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.

The middle-aged man chuckled at Reino's slightly surprised look. "Looks like Mr. Reino will have to find a wife soon to stop daydreaming." The middle-aged man continued, still with his teasing smile. Lydia frowned slightly at the old man's joke behind her. As Reino Andersen's ex-wife, she was a little taken aback. Reino's crazy attitude had absolutely nothing to do with finding a wife, and this man seemed to agree. "Such things have nothing to do with it, sir. That's a very strange way of thinking." Reino protested, not wanting to be contradicted.

He felt that, as a man, he should be the one to bring up the topic of remarrying. Their first marriage had started hastily, with a certain amount of anger on both sides. It wasn't the most pleasant memory. He wanted to make amends and replace all of Diana's negative memories with positive ones. From now on, they would only have good days. The sales clerk looked surprised. "Are you joking? How could someone refuse a proposal from you?" Today, Julian was unusually patient and talkative. He even engaged in a conversation. "I'm not a god. My ex-wife is so wonderful. It's normal for her to have reservations."

I lie still, my head resting on his bare chest, listening to the slow, steady beat of his heart. It’s… comforting. Ridiculous, really. The same man I detest. “You know,” he mumbles, voice thick with sleep and alcohol, “two women proposed to me today.” My eyebrows lift. “Two?” “Mmhmm.” He shifts a little, dragging the sheets with him. “My ex. And this other arrogant girl I know.” I blink. Ex? Oh. Ivy. Shit, she's back. “So…” I ask slowly, trying to sound casual, “will you marry Ivy?”

Charles asked him. "What news?" Xavier asked him while feigning ignorance. "Come on, what do you like giving me a hard time? I know that you are aware of the news I'm talking about; probably you have forgotten about it, but I will remind you of it. It's the news about me proposing to your ex-wife, and guess what? She accepted, so she's officially my fiancee, and soon we will be getting married," Charles said to Xavier. "Wow, congratulations," Xavier said to him with an undisturbed tone.

Our eyes meet and I heave in relief. “You must be thinking that I am drunk or mad as you haven’t seen me doing such crazy thing before but this woman, standing between you all, my life, my wife, Scarlett Hamilton. I want to tell her today that she filled my barren life with the seeds of hope and joys. She taught me the meaning of true love and how that particular person steals our time, attention and our heart. Scarlett Hamilton, I have no shame to pronounce my undying love for you in front of everyone and I want you to be my wife again. I want us to exchange our vows sincerely and start a new life with only love and positivity. Will you marry me again?” He proposes me in the most unexpected

“I don’t want to upset you because I didn’t give you a vacation, but we really need to fly to New York this weekend. This is our chance to be in that show. After that, you can do whatever you want. You can fly back to the Philippines right after the show if you wish to. I won’t stop you. “ I looked up at him, and I sniffed. Even if I wanted to ask for a week’s break, he still wouldn’t give it to me. “Is this about, Rexon?” He vowed his head so he could see my face under the pillow. “I promised to get back this week to . . . meet her parents,” I uttered. His jaw working while he was still in that position. I lay down and hugged the pillow I was holding in front of me. I averted my eyes from h

Though I still don’t get what she means so that was everything that happened. I looked at Vera again, “I will always be grateful to you.” “You helped me first Lisa,so we are both grateful.” I smiled at her and then she said, “You won’t believe who wrote a proposal to us asking for a loan to carry out a project deal.” “Who?” “Your ex husband, Daniel Fletcher.”

"I love you so much it scares me. You're the bravest person I know and the smartest and the most beautiful and I don't deserve you but I want you anyway. I want to marry you again. Properly this time. With better vows. And I want to mean them. Really mean them. The way I should have meant them the first time." Silence on the other end. Morton's face went pale. "Scarlett?" More silence. Then: "You're such an idiot." Morton's face fell. She hung up the phone. "Shit." He sat down. Hard. "What did I just do?" "You proposed drunk. At two AM. Over speakerphone. To you ex-wife." He started laughing. "I'm getting married," he said again. "To the same woman. For the second time. Is that allowed? Is t

“Girl, he’s your husband. I didn’t like him because I didn’t think he deserved you. But he seemed decent at the party, so I’ll give him a chance. As long as he treats you right.” My throat tightened instantly. All the memories of us together came rushing back. She had always been the one who truly had my back. It took me a while before I could type again. “Rita, remember when we talked about starting a firm together? I’m ready to go back to work. Any advice?” The moment I sent it, she fired back a string of exclamation marks. The next second, my phone rang. I picked up, and her excited voice burst through the speaker. “Oh my god, Jenny! Finally! I knew you wouldn’t waste your talent like thi