Getting Back At Ex Novels & Stories

"Second, you must make a plan to win back your ex, but be careful, I clarify Mrs. Galata, the mother of your children, not Helena. If you have to crawl like a worm to earn her forgiveness, you will, and from what you told me, she will surely want to live her life, do everything she didn't do because she was taking care of you, and you must accept it silently and not question anything. If she truly loved you, that feeling is still there. Your goal from now on must be to be the perfect man for her. Do you understand me?" "Perfectly. Do you have my phone there? I'd like to write down your number, in case I need to talk to someone. This conversation with you has helped me a lot," Matteo said, fe

I don't deserve to even appear before your presence but please trust me, I'll make it right. Paige was fuming as she typed back a message I'm response… /”I don't care what you do, Cedric. It's quite obvious where I stand in your life. This recurring issue is draining me out and I'm tired. The least you can do is call this off. I'm exhausted.” Just as immediately as she sent the message, a reply from Cedric came, /”I can't call this off because that means I will lose you and I can't afford to lose you, Paige North.”

“Yes, Miss Parker?” “Actually, I am ready to join the company now. Let’s fix the meeting with my father and the lawyers tomorrow. I have to show some people that I am not a mute doll. I am fed of being dictated by others’ wishes and fake promises. It’s my turn to strike back.” I said thinking about my next move. “Alright, I won’t ask you whether it’s the alcohol in your body speaking or you really want to seek revenge on someone. I’d see what can I do for you.” He said with a firm nod.

I had had enough of her nonsense and drama. "And yeah, next time you meet with your ex, what's his name again? I don't even care. The next time you meet with that prick who cheated on you with Sally, don't forget to kiss his a**, lick it, and tell him how much you missed him." I spat, seemingly calm but heavens knew. I was anything but calm. "And yeah, if he asks for forgiveness, wanting you to take him back now that he knows that you are rich, that you are the Hurt's heiress, don't fail to take him back, gift him a Lambo and a mansion, just to show your sincerity. "

Just chewed slowly, like every bite was made of stone. Charlotte continued, her tone soft but pointed. “She’s going to ruin her reputation if she keeps going like this. What if she tries to crawl back to you after that?” She leaned forward slightly. “After all… your father does have a soft spot for her. Will you take her back?”. Liam’s grip on his fork tightened. Back to me? Will I take her back? He didn’t know what pissed him off more—Charlotte’s smug tone or the tiny part of his brain that asked what he’d do if Natalie actually did come back.

After everything I’ve done, after everything I’ve sacrificed, he has the audacity to go crawling back to her? A bitter laugh escapes me as I pace the room. I can’t let this slide. If I do, I know exactly what will happen. Eric will weasel his way back into Mia’s good graces. He’ll play the remorseful ex. He’ll go back to her to apologize and grovel, telling her it was all a mistake. And Mia—naive, pathetic Mia might actually believe him. She’d take him back, and then where would I be? Divorced.

We’ve been together for two years, and now he wants to end it just because his ex is back. I didn’t know how to process it—I loved him. Even though our marriage hasn’t been perfect, I always prayed we’d last forever. But now it seems my prayers won’t be answered. He just wants his ex-girlfriend, and my time with him means nothing compared to her. “Freddie, I don’t think you’re thinking clearly right now. Maybe we can go home and talk about it. Just tell me if I’ve done something wrong, and I’ll apologize,” I pleaded, desperate for anything that might work.

She muffles. I began to stand slowly and backed away from her. She pulled her head up to me with tears streaming down her cheeks. "My ex tried to call me again and he said how sorry he was. He asked if we could give it another chance. I..." She stammers with her own words. "I don't know what got into me... I... I..." "Don't even fucking say it." I spat. She shakes her head. "I got back with him six months ago and I kept it all to you because I don't know how to tell you about it. You had the money and he didn't. I needed it. I needed your money." She sobs as she covers her eyes.

Abe's pov There came a point when regret stopped being enough. I'd spent weeks replaying memories. Weeks wondering what would've happened if I'd loved Diane better. Weeks apologizing to myself instead of doing something about it. I was done. If there was even the smallest chance of getting her back... I was going to take it. Not by forcing her. Not by manipulating her. But by showing her the man I should've been all along. I was late arriving at the joint office that Monday morning.

seen. “You deserve better, Zara,” he continued. “And you deserve to fight back.” A spark ignited within her small, but fierce. “You said... thirty ways to get back at your ex?” she asked, her voice steady now, charged with adrenaline. Leo leaned forward, eyes locked with hers. “I meant a comprehensive plan. A strategy. Something that doesn’t just hurt them but rebuilds you and your brand.” He paused, letting the weight of his words settle between them. “This isn’t just about making them pay, Zara. It’s about winning.”