Ex Husband Wants Me Back Novels & Stories

“You want to start over with me? Am I hearing things?” Tears instantly flowed down Christina’s face. She felt extremely wronged and shameful to be asking her unfaithful ex-husband to come back into her life. However, she could only put up with the shame for the sake of her son. “Don’t you want to know why I want to start over with you?” “That’s your problem and none of my business.” Michael smirked. “I begged you for so long, but never once did you care. Now, you come to me after I’ve just announced my engagement with Serena. Isn’t it too late for that?”

A snap of her finger was all Hazel did to bring me back this time. "What the hell happened?" She frowned and stared at me like I was a nutcase. Maybe I am. Otherwise why would my cheeks be burning up at the thought that my ex husband wants me back? Why did I react the way I did when I was in his office the other day? Why did I say those things to him, like I meant it? "He told me he wants to get back together." I dropped the bomb and as expected, I got the dramatic pause. Except this time it was longer...far longer until all hell let loose.

he drawled, "that certainly saves me time." My jaw tightened because I wasn't in the mood for games. "Then. Let's skip theatrics. What's your purpose here?" Eric leaned forward, his elbows resting casually on his knees, his gaze locking onto mine with unsettling intensity. "I've come," he said smoothly, "to take my wife back." The audacity. I straightened in my chair. "Ex-wife, you mean," I corrected coldly. "She's your ex-wife. Don't forget that."

"Francis, please! Can you just let me be? I'm going through a lot already and the last thing I would want is you adding up to my problems" "Then share them with me, I'm here to listen to you. To help you solve all of it. I'm Francis North" "You can't help me! You can never do it! Everything is not all about money! Just let me go!!" "You've known me before today. You think I'm going to listen to you because you told me to leave? You're stuck with me forever, Andrea." "Why do you want me back so badly? What exactly do you want from me that you can't get from another woman?"

If it were before when I would get my hands dirty just to elevate Ethan, then I would have solved the whole of Briella’s case. Plus, I wanted to live a new life now. Any little mistake could jeopardise my entire career so Ethan was the only one who could help me. The interesting thing was that if the plan Ethan has in mind backfires and my father happens to catch the wind of him being the one behind it, Ethan would bear the brunt of it. To Ethan, he was helping me but at the same time, I was using him! “I am your ex-wife since you seem to be forgetting about that. You and I are a past thing and the reason why I came here was because I seemed to have lost my mind” I said hurriedly.

The door opened and I swallowed the happy lump that had formed in my throat. “Hmm,” Natt grunted, stopping on his track upon seeing me standing on his way. I swear, my husband wasn't like that, it was the thought of not been able to conceive that made him that way. Before, he would have rushed at me and give me that cocky smile that I loved so much. “Hey,” I bit back the grin that was threatening to broke out of my lips. “You’re back.” I pressed my lips together, trying to keep it light.

“In case you haven’t realized it, I only cared about you because I thought my son loved you. But now that he has found someone better, I have to support him as his mother. Sophie is far more suitable for him. Her father is a respected businessman, after all.” Ella stiffened. She had never felt so small in her own home. “You have no right to do this to me in my matrimonial home.” She turned toward Richard, desperation flashing in her eyes. “Say something, Richard!” How could the man who had once promised to love her forever now be preparing to marry a famous actress? How could their marriage... the marriage she had built her entire life around be ending like this? Richard’s expression remaine

He tried to speak, but I held my hand up. “Let me ask you this. If Isabella had a male ex who decided he wanted to come back into her life. This man loves her deeply. He wants her. Wants to give her everything. And each time you make plans, she ditches you for him. She goes to him, bad-mouthing you and calling you weird. Saying you don’t understand her. Until eventually she kisses him. Would you be willing to forgive her and work on your marriage?” I knew the answer running through his mind, and so did he. But the sad expression on his face didn’t bring me any joy.

“For seven months I’ve been trying to find a woman to bear an heir, but you always refuse.” Cristian fell silent. “It’s been seven months, Cristian. Seven months I’ve had to follow all your wishes.” “Don’t start again. I’m serious,” Jennifer said. “I want status. I want to be your wife, but that is after you get a woman who will bear an heir. I don’t want to get pregnant.” Cristian closed his eyes for a moment. “If you really love me,” Jennifer continued, “you will follow all my demands…”

For five years, Claire Carter mourned the twins she believed were dead. Blaming herself, she clung to Ethan, hoping another baby could save their marriage. Instead, he shattered her with one question: “Have you looked at yourself lately?” Then Claire discovered Ethan had another family: Olivia, the woman Claire had rescued and trained, and a five-year-old son who called him Daddy. While Claire grieved, Ethan and Olivia lived as a perfect family. But the betrayal runs deeper. The grave Claire visited for five years may not hold her twins. Now pregnant again, Claire chooses divorce, reclaims her company, and exposes Olivia. The grieving wife is gone. In her place stands