His Regret Ex Husband Wants Me Back Novels & Stories

If anyone would take revenge on anybody, it would be my mama who should be going after him. She didn’t even care about him anymore because she already had everything she wanted. She had a loving husband who treated her like a queen. She had amazing kids who would do anything for her. She didn’t need a random man who came into her life just to hurt her. He wasn’t even worth revenging. I couldn’t help but wonder why he came back after so many years. “You’ve only been here for two days, don’t you want to spend more time with me? Haven’t you missed me?” He asked, letting out a mocking laugh.

“Revenge? For what? It’s pretty clear you’re the one who messed up, Alex. If anything, you should be trying to get closer to her and make things right, not push her further away. What kind of revenge are you even talking about?” Alex hesitated, then said, “I thought she moved on. She had a kid with someone else, and she’s been going on dates. I guess… jealousy got the better of me.” Greg let out a long, exasperated sigh. “Your ego is going to destroy you if you don’t learn to control it. Not every thought that pops into your head is a good one, Alex. So, what changed your mind? Why the sudden regret?” “I saw her son today,” Alex said quietly.

His fingers tightened on my cheeks and he pressed them hard, forcing my mouth open. Wide eyed, I stared at him. There was raw anger behind those eyes, I had provoked the beast in him and I was scared for my life. “Sign this divorce papers Freya, right now! Or you will regret it." I summed up courage, I would not let him break what we had. “If I sign this divorce papers, you will regret it!." He laughed. “I already got my inheritance money, what can you do? Report me to my dead father?." Genevieva snickered.

I wiped my tears and gritted, “So no matter how much you regret it, I’m not coming back.” He snarled, and I heard something shatter on his end. “Regret?! Why should I fucking regret anything? I have everything. You are the one who had nothing! You have nowhere else to go. Your family shut the door on you, and Alpha Asher’s already moved on from your short fling. Who else would take you back but me?!” Deep down, I knew there was some truth to his words. If I were smart, I’d go back to Tristan, and find a way to put up with Leah. No marriage is perfect. Maybe I should just suck up with it.

There is another kind of sorrow that does not stem from the death of your beloved person but comes from the one who is still alive and whom you have loved completely. Now, he was sitting before me, telling me that there was some chapter in his life which he chose not to reveal to me. I lifted my head up slowly. Liam was still looking at me. His eyes were red, and tears were running down his cheeks. He had obviously been very sorry about it. He had been scared too. But I couldn’t tell if his regrets would be sufficient to bring back our marriage. “Is there anything else that you haven’t told me yet?” I whispered.

But then a message popped. “I regret it everyday. I regret ever getting with Camille, I regret pushing my family aside. I am truly sorry, Diana. I know that nothing I say or do will bring our little Angel back, but I'm trying everyday to be a better man. Today is the last day you'll be my wife. I'm sending the divorce papers tomorrow. I've already signed my part. I want you to be safe. That's all that matters to me.” Has Nathan been possessed by a ghost?

I shouldn’t have listened, but I couldn’t walk away. Dimitri spoke quietly. “I’m sorry for today. For all of it.” She didn’t look at him. “I can’t deal with this right now.” He stepped closer. “I know. I just… I need to say something.” Val didn’t respond. “I regret how our marriage ended,” he said, his voice shaking. “I regret everything I did. I regret letting you walk away.” I felt the air knock out of me. He swallowed hard. “And I think… we could try again.”

Tristin’s shoulders stiffen, and his hands fall in his lap, curling into fists just like mine. “ I was saving my wife. I was doing whatever it took to save her. And I don’t regret it. She is going to get rid of this child. I don’t want it. I want her. want her to be fine. ” Tristin snaps, his voice rising until he is yelling. My heart lurches. I lean back, still staring at him. He doesn’t yell until it’s too much to handle for him. At last, he picks up his head, and his eyes meet my still gaze. Something flickers across the blue eyes—regret, pain, anger—a mixture of everything he is holding back. A lump forms in my throat.

“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 tried to search my memory who he is, but everything felt foggy and distant, like trying to look through a thick glass wall. “I’m her ex-husband,” he added quietly. I stared at him, confusion turning into something else, something heavier. “I just wanted to say… I’m sorry,” he continued, his voice trembling slightly. “For everything I did back then. For hurting you. For hurting both of you.” A strange pressure started building inside my head. Hurting you. The words echoed. “I was young and stupid, and I did things I can never take back. I know I scared you. I know I hurt you physically and I have regretted it every single day since.”