Falling In Love With My Ex Husband Novels & Stories

I rubbed my stomach as I kept laughing. There was no way I was going back to that house. I tapped the search bar on my phone in a bid to look for cheap accommodation. I stared at the top stories column with blurred vision. The one at the top position read “Billionaire Eliott Wisconsin's Marriage Invitation.” I wiped the tears from my eyes and tapped on it. The photos popped up and I almost lost my balance. Right there was my dear husband who I divorced a few hours ago wrapping his arms around my sister's waist. Her left hand was raised and on the fourth finger laid a beautiful ring. I tapped on a video and I cried as I watched the video. They announced their wedding in a video which was uplo

I let out the torrent of tears that ran down, my heart exploding into tiny fragments as they slipped down. " You shouldn't say that, you will see our kids grow" Our kids. There had been a time when I had actually wanted to see that happen, everything was going on so well, that I couldn't help it. I wanted to see our kids with him, but he had messed it up and funny enough, I was now here with him. I had my fiancé jacket over my shoulders, while I was talking to him, and I could feel a part of me opening up to him again, and I wondered if it was cheating, even when our marriage was based on just business.

Some things can't be achieved through effort alone - like winning Levi's heart. But is it wrong to fall for someone excellent? Can't feelings be cultivated slowly? I pinched my palm, and when the sharp pain came, I suddenly missed Celestia so bad. This longing was mixed with unwillingness to accept it. But reality shattered me once again... The devotion I took pride in couldn't compete with the novelty of Jessa in Celestia's eyes. My occasional strictness seemed to have annoyed Celestia long ago. I went from my contacts to my photo album. There were photos of Celestia, photos of Celestia and me, photos of Levi and Celestia - but not a single family photo of the three of us.

My wife. I went to the kitchen to make us both some breakfast, and I couldn’t stop smiling as I started cooking up some toast and eggs for the two of us. I really did do it backward, huh? I married a woman, slept with her, and then fell in love with her. It was a complete mess, but it was a complete mess that seemed to have wound up in me actually falling in love for the first time in my life, and I was more than happy with that.

“I know I sound like a maniac but the truth is that I was scared. I was starting to fall in love with Hailey and it freaked me out.” “When my father told me I was going to get married to Vanessa, he showed me her picture and I fell in love with her at first glance, but the feeling was more than what I used to feel for Vanesaa. I realized what I felt for Vanessa was lust and Hailey, I don’t know.” “All I know is that my life has been a mess since she left me. I want her back. I want my wife back. You of all people know how much of a mess my life has been since she left me.”

He rubbed my face in it like I was a dog. "Jesus Christ," I cursed beneath my breath as I blinked away the tears that pooled in my eyes. July 20th, 2018- I just want him to love me. What do I have to do to make my husband love me again?! What have I done to make him love me less? We used to have so much fun together. Now he looks at me like I'm nothing... I found him in our bed with our neighbor today. I cursed at him and almost lost it. He slapped me and pushed me out of our own bedroom. I cried alone in the kitchen until they were finished. I can't do this anymore. I don't even know who I am any more. The girl I used to be is gone and I'll never get her back.

But this instance became so special as her confession is just enough to make any minute of my life the most valuable. I quickly undid my seatbelt and cupped her cheeks who is looking away in shy. "What did you say?" Her cheeks were turning pink as she smiling so much and looking at me lovingly. "I love you, my dear husband." It felt so foreign yet so good. I looked at pleadingly and asked once more. She buried her face in my chest and muttered "I love you, mama. I don't know how and when I started loving you. I always loved you as my cousin but I am oblivious about when I started to develop my feelings for you as a husband.

“You lied to yourself all day. But your body never lies to me.” Her chest rose and fell too quickly. She could feel his aura overtake her, drowning out her rehearsed resolve. “I love my husband,” she whispered desperately. “Then why are you here with me?” he countered gently. Her eyes burned. He cupped her cheek, thumb brushing her skin with devastating tenderness. “You can’t keep pretending with him. You didn’t forget me. You can’t forget me.” “I’m trying,” she breathed. “But not hard enough.” His fingers slid into her hair, tilting her face up. Her breath hitched. The room seemed to shrink around them.

he yelled. I just stood there frozen, my dress stained with cake, my hand bleeding. Sadly, this wasn't new, I was already used to it — being in a loveless marriage. I met Jerry 8 years ago; I was an intern in his office, and he was so good to him; he picked me up to work and took me back home every day. He would spend hours talking to me, and on the days I felt bad, he would do everything possible to make me feel better.

The More I thought about the fact that my Ex husband was with another woman the more the whole situation made me crazier. I shouldn't crave sex with him so much right? yet in a way I found myself craving each and every bit of him. I still wanted his hands, I wanted every part of him everywhere. Still it was obvious that I couldn't get myself distracted at this moment. Not with the fact that I couldn't wait to carry out my revenge. I ran through my plans for the day, if I really wanted to get my revenge on my ex husband I had to start working at it as fast as possible.