His Regret Ex Husband Wants Me Back Novels & Stories

It was plain, unreadable “ I won’t lie and say that between the moments you admitted to having a son for me until now that I have not imagined how different life would’ve been if we were still together. It has been all in my mind, playing and replaying even until this very moment. But that is not why I regret what I did to you. I have regretted it every day since the last four years of losing you until today. The heartache and void you left deepened every morning that I woke up to the realization of you gone. And now, now that I find you again, I want to fix every mistake I ever made.” She stared into his eyes and for a moment she saw truth in it, for a moment she almost believed him but she

I use that to propel me forward. Those voices of yours are drowned out by the loud thumps of my beating heart, the thumps that are my own cheerleading squad telling me just to try. Just. Try. Just Try. And I know myself now just as I am knowing more about you, is that what I don't want to feel, more than you in my head and my heart, is Regret. Fear, you come and go. But Regret, well, Regret stays forever. And Regret is the most unwelcome guest because, in most cases, I can prevent Regret from coming into my home. And regret will be the most important thing that I shall feel if I do not let the man that I call my husband, the man that I love if I do not allow this man to follow his dreams. He

I said to him. " It was supposed to be ours but you left before I even had the chance to show you. " He said. " You know why I left." I said. " Well here we are about to begin a new life, I mean who knew?" He said with a smile. I don't know where we were, I didn't even care, all that I knew about was that I didn't want to be here with him, all that I wanted to was to be with my husband. The man I love, even if he is a sadist because not even him could be as ruthless and as bad as this man. I had so many things running in my mind but the biggest one of all was regret. I didn't give my husband a chance to explain himself, I shut him out and I shut him down before he could even tell me what he

I kept wishing for a small taste of sweetness in our marriage, but it never came, and now, it seems it never will. Now, we're finally divorced. I've already signed the papers, and do I have any regrets? Not really. It’s more pain than regret. It hurts, knowing I can't be with my husband anymore. It hurts even more, knowing he chose his ex over the wife who stood by him for two years. I really can't help but want to tear up even more. The wetness on my face could barely explain how betrayed and hurt I'm feeling inside of me. When I finally had enough of crying,

My legs halted on their own accord. "Clara, I don't think I can stay in the shadows anymore. I hurt you, I know. And the heavens know that I regret it to this day, but I'm trying to make it right. It's harder with you being this way. I'm wary! I'm exhausted, too, Clara. I want to do this the right way if you'll help me. If you don't, I can't fight this fight too. I want to be a part of my daughter's life. One way, or the other. Being the background picture...just isn't enough for me."

When her husband touches her arm, Simon decides it is time to leave. “I will see you in a jiffy then,” he mutters and heads towards the entrance without waiting for a reply. There is no denying he feels a bit of jealousy, and it makes him scold himself for the emotion. If she is married, he should let go of whatever had happened between them in the past. But he knows he can't. The fact that she is back, very close to him, makes him want to do everything he can to get her back. It's sad that she is married, and chasing a married woman is unethical unless they are not in love.

“I’m not coming back to you Gabriel. Please, just move on. I married Easton with my heart and I shall remain his wife.” I told him and the hurt in his eyes burnt my heart. “I will never give up on us!” He blurted out, holding my arms tighter. I pressed my lips together, holding back tears. “You’ll see Melda, you’ll see how far I’ll go to get us back together.” He whimpered, putting his forehead on my shoulder as he sobbed painfully. My ex husband desperately wanted me back but did I want to go back to him?

Tori’s voice was barely a whisper. “It was a mistake.” I exhaled heavily. “But you’re unhappy with your marriage.” “I’ve lived with that for the past three years, surely I can do that for a few more.” “Really? You’re going to do this?” “I ask again. How much to make you leave and keep quiet?” “I don’t want your goddamned money. You’re going to regret this.” She picked up her bag and walked out the door, slamming it behind her. I had to hold myself back from screaming my lungs out. Lately, I found myself doing things and regretting them immediately.

“I’m offering you a chance to see if there’s still something here worth saving.” “There’s not,” she snapped. “You humiliated me. You treated me like nothing. And now, after four years, you’ve changed your mind? Suddenly you’re interested in being a husband?” His eyes darkened. “That’s not fair. You think I don’t regret what happened between us? I do. I regret every single time I let pride and anger get in the way. But I’m not going to apologize for wanting a chance to fix it.”

Then, finally, he spoke again, his voice quieter, more sincere than I’d ever heard it before. “I do want you back, Faith. I’ve regretted losing you every damn day. And I know I messed up, I know I did. But I just... I don’t know, maybe I thought you’d always be there. Maybe I took you for granted.” His gaze dropped to the floor for a brief moment before he looked back up at me. “I can’t change the past, but I’d do anything to have another shot.” His words lingered in the air, heavy and raw, and I felt the weight of them, but I also felt something stirring inside me—something I didn’t want to feel. I had moved on. And no matter how much he regretted things, it wasn’t enough for me.