Ex Husband Regret Wattpad Novels & Stories

To him, it was all a waste of money and time. I felt shattered by my husband’s behavior. This was how our three years of marriage had been. Still, I clung to the hope that he would one day give me the affection and love I craved. Maybe after the baby came, things would change. A waiter arrived with water. I thanked him calmly with a smile, though my hands trembled slightly, and picked up the menu. I decided on a light Greek salad to satisfy my craving, hoping the simple meal might ease the tension.

One word at a time. “I failed my wife. I failed her for five years. I was emotionally absent. I prioritized work over her. I didn’t see her. I didn’t hear her. I didn’t love her the way she deserved. There is no excuse. There is only regret. I will spend the rest of my life becoming the man she deserved then.” He stopped typing and stared at the words on the screen. He read it aloud to the empty room. His voice was low and rough from lack of sleep. It cracked on the last line. On the word regret.

But it wouldn’t have been funny. “Understand what?” He stepped closer. Not enough to invade her space. Just enough that his next words felt personal. “What regret looks like.” The air shifted. Lena felt it immediately. That dangerous pull she had spent months resisting. Because the regret in his voice sounded human. And that made him harder to dismiss. She steadied herself. “You think saying this changes anything?” “No.” He answered too quickly for it to be rehearsed. “I know it doesn’t.” A beat.

Aurora shook her head quickly. “I’m fine.” Mrs. Hale stood up. “We were only discussing the future.” Adrian frowned slightly. “The future?” Mrs. Hale looked directly at him. “Yes.” She paused briefly before continuing. “Aurora and your marriage.” The room grew quiet. Aurora’s heart tightened. Adrian’s expression hardened slightly. “What about it?” Mrs. Hale crossed her arms. “This marriage has achieved nothing in three years.” Aurora lowered her gaze. Mrs. Hale continued calmly.

Not our divorce. His regret.

Fucking money mongers, I already know someone else paid him huge amount of money, I had to rebook another space, I wasn't ready to go home, I'm only going to soak my sheet with tears if I go back there, it's almost as if god is punishing me for my past, but I don't regret it cause I'm about to do more As long as I live I'll never allow Ava and Nicklaus to be together, since Nicklaus once loved me I can make it happen again, I just need to find a way to make it happen and when it finally does I'll kill Ava and make sure she doesn't exist anymore, I'll take back every penny that Xavier earned with my body and make him regret what he did to me for now I've to act naive and make him think I'm st

Samuel Burke said conspiratorially. He sounded like he did not think it was me we were talking about. My heart protested, and so did my head when it shook involuntarily. “She can’t. I love her.” I said, as if the admission could change Pepper’s mind. With this realization, I was awash with regrets. It was indeed true that regret comes too late. I had never known how much I loved my ex-wife until she was gone. All the years we were married, I was so confident about her love for me. I did not realize that she would get tired and eventually leave me.

Through the time, from the moment we were dating, I always enjoyed touching physically. However, after the truth about Nathan was discovered, I felt disgusted to see or even touch her. Even, my love for her had dried. In other words, I did not want her anymore. Moreover, I felt so done with myself because I left the best chosen mate and chose the whore like Selena! end of POV -**- When the sun rose higher, Xavier decided to go to the working place. On the way with his sport car, Xavier tried to gain back his focus on a few important things, including claiming Margie back. He actually could not let his ex-wife go on with the new pace of happier life.

Heyyy Guys, Good news! Ex-wife's Marriage Revenge is now completed. I feel relieved and delighted at the same time. This book and my other book (Regretting Divorce) were very tough to write because during the lifetime of these books, I was hit by the most destructive storm any human can imagine facing... I lose my dear father, My Abbu.