Novel & Cerita Ex Husbands Regret

“So you think you can disrespect me because I chastised you when you did wrong?” I twisted my lips derisively. “I was never wrong, and if you had cared to ask me instead of believing Zara, then you'd know the truth.” Travis shifted uncomfortably. “But I saw the pictures.” His face became harsh again. “You cheated on your husband. Now he is engaged to Zara whom he's always loved. Cut your losses and move on.” I groaned as I was hit with a harsh cramp in my stomach. I grabbed my box and glowered at him. “That's exactly what I'm trying to do if you'll only get out of my face.”

“I just needed to see you face to face. To tell you how sorry I am about everything. To tell you I was wrong. Not just once. But for everytime I made you question your worth. For everytime I let someone voice get louder than yours.” She stared at me in silence. I knew it was her turn now. SOPHIA I watched him as he spoke. He wasn't the man I married,not fully. There were scars now. But maybe that made him more honest now. “I appreciate your coming.” I said. “And I know you regret everything that happened. But I am not the same woman you married.” “I know.” He said. “And I don't know if I can go back.” “But I'm not asking you to go back. I just wanted to come to you and apologize. I wanted to

“I was fine with long distance but Paige said no. She didn’t care that she was breaking my heart by not wanting to keep in touch with me. She just wanted to leave. Of course, I had no choice but to agree. Like a fool, I kept waiting for her so when I was told to get married to you the next year, I wasn’t very pleased. I tried to keep in touch with Paige only to find out she didn’t go abroad for her master's. She just relocated. I didn’t find anything about Asher though. I just decided to move on with my life after that since it was obvious she didn’t give a fuck about me.” Kimberly watched me, listening carefully. “Well, you and I got married, you know what happened after that. However, when

OV No one knows how but everyone has things that they regret. Some regret not treasuring what they had, but they realize too late that what they had was precious. Some regret unsaid thoughts and words when they had the opportunity to say them. Others regret not being courageous enough to take risks. Hamdan was no exception. He had a lot of regrets. He regretted being selfish, he regretted not trusting his beloved wife, he regretted driving her away yet his biggest regret was not being there for his wife. The last call she made to him was like a wakeup call to his selfish self.

Some things, once chosen, should not be regretted. That madam later made a scene at her ex-husband's wedding. Her ex-husband said to her calmly, "When I married you, I tried hard to make myself like you. Even if you didn't do anything and disliked me, I never complained because you were my wife. I did everything I could and had no regrets towards you. But now, I have found a woman who loves all of me. Please don't disturb my life anymore. When I lived with you, I had a clear conscience towards you."

She picked it up and walked away before I could even explain myself. Her calls are more important than me and she doesn't fail to brush me like I'm nothing to her. My head nods in deflect acceptance with my knuckles squeezed tightly resisting the urge and the anger to hit something. My dear loving wife doesn't even give me an audience. Our marriage is in shambles. At the point of both anger and humiliation bestowed upon me by my wife. My phone rang. The light lightened up my screen, the caller Mr James Turner. Probably it's time not to ignore him anymore, it's time to do the things I love instead of chasing shadows.

Now, take a look at who my precious ex-wife ended up with. It was my damn fucking half-brother, who I despised so much! I grind my teeth harshly, letting out a sharp hiss every second as I rake through my hair over again. The cab driver stole glances at me from the rearview mirror each time I lashed out, which was very much expected due to how annoyed and remorseful I was currently feeling. I regretted ever leaving my sweet Mirabelle who later ended up in the dirty hands of Noah Sylvester.

"You must want to laugh at me, right?" Atlas shook his head with a smile. "No. Your reaction is natural. If I were you, I'd probably react the same way. Your ex-husband is annoying, arrogant, and self-conscious. But you've been married for five years, and you loved him in the beginning, right?" Regina felt like she'd been stripped naked by Atlas's words. "Don't let my two brothers hear what you said. They'll go to jail for shooting that damn man in public so I don't have to worry about him anymore."

He was seen sitting back at his seat, clenching his fists and hardening his lower jaw. Some of the other journalists stood up and proposed their questions as well. “How about both of your ex-wives? Did they know about this relationship and love of yours?” “Why could you get divorced?” “What’s happened actually between both of you and both of your ex-wives?” “Several years ago, we got an accident and that caused us to lose our memories… We didn’t remember each other… We didn’t even remember ourselves… In the middle of the chaos and disruption, our ex-wives appeared in the middle between both of us. We thought we really loved them, but in fact we didn’t. That was indeed the biggest mistake we

“Impossible. I don’t want you anymore. It can’t be us. Go out there, Emily—there’s someone for you. Maybe not the kind of man you think you deserve, but someone will still see you as worth marrying. I’m done.” He turned toward the door. “What if divorcing me is a mistake?” Emily called after him. “What if you regret treating me like this someday?” Ethan paused with his hand on the doorknob and looked back, sneering. “My greatest regret in life was marrying you. Nothing on earth could be worse than that. I’ve lived with it for years. Don’t try to scare me with that bullshit—it doesn’t work. You got that?” Then he opened the door, stepped out, and shut it behind him.