Ex Husbands Regret Novels & Stories

“Why would she ask to see me of all people?” “Because Sophia is an angel from the sky. She still thinks of monsters like you even in pain.” I smiled sadistically, “The way you speak of me, you would think we weren’t married at some point.” He stared at me through the rearview mirror, “Of all my regrets, marrying you was my biggest one.” His words stung more than they should. “You know, even though you’ve hurt me to the point of no repair, I wouldn’t even say what you just said—especially to your face.”

“Greg, Aaron’s decision is unfair, isn’t it? Snatching everything…” “That’s none of your business…” Greg murmured. “Besides, it concerns a man who has once destroyed you. Shouldn’t you be jubilating?” How could she jubilate? Why should she be happy about someone’s downfall? “Or is it because of the recent news that he didn’t have an affair during your marriage?” Greg drew her closer, tightening his arms around her. “Do you regret misunderstanding your ex-husband?” He emphasized the word ex-husband, his tone sharper.

Alex looked down at his cuffed hands and exhaled shakily. “The only thing I regret,” he said, “is watching you walk away from me. I regret not chasing after you that night. I regret not listening when you cried. When you were sick. I regret not choosing you… when all you ever did was choose me. I regret failing you, failing our marriage, failing everything we could have been.” His voice cracked faintly at the edges. “That is my regret. The only one.” Amara’s breath stilled. For a second, just one brief second, the sincerity in his voice hit her. Hard. She hadn’t expected it.

“Don’t start with cheap lines, Adrian. I’ve suffered enough from you. You have no idea what it feels like to be sidelined, belittled, treated like a shadow behind your success.” “I do know!” Adrian’s voice cracked as his emotion broke through. “Because I was blind! I crushed your worth, I wounded the one person who gave me everything. And I’ve regretted it every second since you left.” Rosemary clenched her fists, struggling to hold back tears. “You regret it now because you need me to save your business—not because you truly love me.”

"Women are creatures that can detect lies even if we just keep quiet. When they're disappointed but smiling, that's a red flag, bro. They're ready to let us go. My ex-wife did it once and it was horrible." "Do you still love her? I heard that she's married to another man." "I'm filled with regret, Bro. I shouldn't have indulged my lust back then. I lost my true love just because I once thought that my ex-lover was better than her." "Be patient, Rex. Better focus on your son. Life is too short to regret past mistakes. You better change for the better and make your son proud. Don't repeat it again if one day you find a new woman."

My thoughts felt scrambled as I tried to give it a name. Regret. I hadn’t felt this way when I ended things with Anna. But with Sally…I’m regretting it. And then it hit me. Everything I could have done better. Every single regret that I hadn’t noticed. I shouldn’t have made her sad for even one day. I should have been there for her. I should have chosen her time and time again. I should have kept my promises to her. I should have been a better husband. The regrets piled, growing larger and blocking my throat.

I replied firmly, “The biggest regret of my life is falling in love with you and marrying you. Other than that, I have no regrets.” “Vivian Carter, once you walk out that door tonight, don’t even think about coming back!” I scoffed, “Dominic Blackwood, the moment I decided to divorce you, I never intended to look back.” After I left, Dominic, furious, smashed everything in the room to pieces. Wasn’t I the one who wanted his honesty? He had set aside his pride and given me the honor that no one else had, even boldly declaring my existence. What more did I want?

"The marriage? The life you had before?" I considered it honestly. "I regret that someone took the choice away from me. I regret the cruelty of how it ended and the people who got hurt in the process." I looked at him. "But if none of it had happened I wouldn't be standing here right now. So I don't know how to regret it cleanly." He stepped closer, closing most of the distance between us. "I'm glad you're standing here right now." "I know," I said softly. "I'm starting to be glad too."

“I don’t want a man who’s already been claimed by someone else. When I wanted to marry you before, I wasn’t thinking straight. Now I am. And I don’t want you.” I paused, then added, “And before you, I had dated no one. I hadn’t been with another man.” Jaxen had nothing to say. Maybe he’d finally realized why I felt the way I did. Except he hadn’t. Not really. What Jaxen regretted wasn’t simply losing me. He regretted ever believing love was something he could live without. He regretted letting his grandfather decide his future for him. “Get out.” Then I shut the door in his face.

“Furthermore… we'll hold a wedding ceremony soon. Have you forgotten you already accepted my proposal? Don't be jealous over someone irrelevant." I couldn't stop it. A laugh tore from my throat, sharp and jagged. I laughed so hard that my entire body trembled, sending sharp, blinding pain through my wounds. But the physical agony was nothing compared to the absolute devastation in my chest. "Vincent, are you serious about marrying me?” I forced my laughter down, lifting a face stained with tears. “Or, you just want to find someone to marry to get what you want?” I stared at him, my eyes as cold and broken as shattered glass.