He Doesn't Love Her Novels & Stories

She still finds it too painful and horrible that he left her at the altar to go to his ex for any reason whatsoever but she knows it can only be for one reason, he never loved her, his love has always been for Luci. She thought time would make him change, make him warmer, romantic and affectionate towards her but that obviously is not the case. The only time she feels any kind of love and affection from him is when he’s inside her, plunging her depths and only tells her he loves her during sex. She is nothing compared to Luci in status, sophistication or beauty. Jace can go ahead and be with Luci. She will reject him and get back on course with her life and future.

putting the medicine on it… and he hated it. But .. he needed her to hear this. “But. I’m not in love with her. And we are no where remotely close to a place that we would move in together. And there’s no way she could be pregnant. Not by me anyway..” he looked at her, making sure she understood what he was saying. He saw her body relax. And she peeked up at him with her eyes. “Okay?” He asked. It took her a moment .. but she finally nodded.

“That sounds lonely.” He laughed under his breath, cold and empty. “Don’t waste sympathy. She made her choices. Stayed with a man who thinks fear is love.” Lydia stared at him, heart tugging. “Have you ever told her you love her?” “No,” he said, blunt and flat. “And I never will.” The room went quiet Lydia swallowed. “Why not?” He moved closer again, but this time slower. “Because it’s not a word I throw around,” he said. “Not to her. Not to anyone.”

No, you're mistaken, he said more forcefully this time, his eyes flashing with frustration. Darius loves her. They're perfect for each other. I....he paused, struggling to find the right words. I don't feel anything for her.

"Answer it." I opened my mouth. I closed it and tried to find the words. "I love her. I do." "Then prove it." He turned to face me. "Let her go. Let her heal. Let her build a life without you." "I can't." "Why not?" "Because I need her." He looked at me with something like pity. Or maybe disgust. I couldn't tell anymore. "Then you never loved her at all." He left, slamming the door hard enough to disturb the windows.

He hasn’t felt so much guilt all his life and he couldn’t withstand the sight of her tears any longer. “So, I guess our marriage is just based on having children, right?” She asked as she wiped the tears off her face. He raised his head to look at her and his heart began to shatter into pieces. “It’s not about making children, Alex, I care about you,” he stressed as he placed a palm on her cheek. “How do you care about someone you don’t love?” She asked and he kept silent. “So, what are your plans for me, since you don’t love me?” She asked and he gulped as he felt his heart pounding underneath his dress.

I inquired. He nodded, "I want to. But then again, you look exactly like her. If I did, I would feel like I am hurting her instead of you." "Basically, you can't look at me without seeing her." I said, sadly that is the truth. He only loves her. I turned around and opened the door when his words stopped me. "I can't look at her without seeing you. That's the problem." He said, then I heard him leaving. What does that mean? Is he saying he prefers me to her?

“Do you still love her?” He blinked. “What are you—” “Just answer the question,” I cut in gently. “Do you?” He was quiet for a moment. Then his voice came, piercing. “No. I don’t.” He turned to Diana, holding her gaze without blinking. “I don’t love her anymore… and maybe, I never really did.” I smiled. “But you care,” I added, watching him closely. He blinked at me in surprise. “I what now?” “You still care about her,” I said. “She’s your childhood friend, and from what I’ve seen, you’re someone who doesn’t take friendship lightly.”

He didn’t say anything for a while, he just regarded me with those scrutinizing eyes of his before he spoke up, “you’re not in love with her, right?” “Of course not,” my reply was instantaneous, “that’s not possible and it can’t even happen. It’s just sex, just physical intimacy, I’m badly attracted to her and I want to fuck her out of my system. There’s no way in hell I’d fall in love with Lisa.” “I hope it remains that way because I really can’t deal with some Romeo and Juliet shit.” He tossed his drink into his mouth and I snickered. “You don’t have anything to worry about, that’s never going to happen.”

He doesn't love me. “You don't! Chloe. It's just a phase. You'll get over it!” There, it is. He says it again. I couldn't hide the hurt in my face, and he saw it too. “Graduation is only three months away. We could be together finally” “NO! Don't you get it? I DON'T LOVE YOU” His voice booms in the corridor, I jumped away from him in shock.