Novel & Cerita Ex Husband Wants Me Back

I asked him. "I'm fine baby," he answered briefly. "I already told you how many times to control your emotions right? I know your patience is short but baby you shouldn't have yelled at that woman." I said. "She deserves it, I told her to leave but she doesn't want to listen," "She's your ex right?" I asked him. "Yes," "She's back. What does she need?" I ask. "I just found out that she is back. She told me the reason why she left before and that she still loves me now."

He threw my phone at me. “Your ex-husband’s been blowing up your phone while you were asleep,” he said coldly. “I never liked that jerk, but you already married him. Divorcing him now would be stupid. You’ll have nothing, but he can marry someone younger and prettier anytime. So call him back. Beg him to reclaim you. Since you can’t stay here, Blazewood Pack is your only option now.” With that, he turned and strode out, taking the contract with him.

"I need your help." "With what?" "My husband." I say. "He's still inlove with his ex." "You want me to kill her and bury her body?" She rubs her hands in glee. "No." I chuckle. "I want to bring them back together." ***

“Why don't you give him a chance again to redeem his mistakes?” Scarlet stared at the bank space for a while thinking of what Lyssa had just said. “But Maria?” “Forget about Maria, scarlet. If Lucas wants you then go for it, that's if your heart still yearns for him. He's still your husband…” “Ex-husband…” scarlet corrected which made Lyssa roll her eyes. “Fine, ex-husband. But he still wants you scarlet. You can't deny the fact that you still feel a thing for him too. If you never did, you wouldn't have visited when you heard of his accident at the hospital.”

"What could you possibly want after all this time, Noah?" The return of her ex-husband to the city was something she had never even thought was possible. But not only had he done that, but he was now actively coming after her? Olivia knew a lot of things about Noah Grant, and one of them was that he never did anything without a very good reason. So what exactly could have made him come back to a wife he had abused and disregarded for so long?

I was also expected to be a mother to his daughter, Aria, and under no circumstances do I have to include a third party in this. “Are you insane? Why the hell are you making this about me?” I spat, bolting up. “Talk about feeling… As far as I am concerned, we are only working together and nothing more. He smirked, narrowing his eyes at me. “Are you sure about that?” I gulped a lump, my confidence weighing down. "I need someone to take care of Aria, and I need someone to be my wife. But I don't need feelings involved. Grandma is not going to go off on my neck unless I settle down, and you want revenge against your ex-husband." He paused, sighing.

He sounded irritated. “Let me finish.” “No, it’s okay. I guess you expect me to go back to my ex-wife too.” “I thought she had passed?” He did make it clear his ex-wife died long ago. “Yes, but maybe you want me to dig up her grave, because apparently for you, your ex-husband was alive, and now you have decided to return to him.” He was being sarcastic, and I didn’t know how to respond, as I knew how much her death still affected him. She was the reason he didn’t want to commit in the first place. That’s why it didn’t work between us.

"I can buy a new house and if you think I don't have money for that, you wrong. I have money and I can make them comfortable. If you want, I can purchase any house and buy all the furniture right away," "We just going for a week. I think you are fine with that since you used to be away quite long before. So, what's the deal now?" "Alexa, I know why you want to go there. You want to meet with your ex-husband right? You want to go back to him and you want to f-" I slap him. How dare he said that.

His entire face is bright red now, his embarrassment painfully obvious. It would almost be funny if it weren’t so pathetic. “Just shut up and stay the hell away from my wife!” he spits, trying far too hard to pretend none of that happened. “Ex-wife,” I correct lazily, stepping closer. “And honestly, after that heartfelt display of sincerity, I think I should return the favor.” He frowns, but I can see the attention sharpen in his eyes. I continue. “Thirty days. I’ll give you thirty days to win Elara back and convince her to remarry you. If you succeed, I’ll walk away. Completely. But if you fail—”