How Win Your Wife Back Novels & Stories

" Then, my friend, you need to win her back. And remember no more secrets." He was right. I would not give up and will get my wife back. The game is on.

She can check it out to see who dropped it. Lots of questions swirled in my mind and I got tired of the fact that I wasn't getting answers. Without hesitating, I opened my browser and searched for, How to win back your ex-wife. A grimace formed on my face as I scanned through the search results. They weren't as informative as I had envisioned. Most of the tips and advice seemed ridiculous. Some websites suggested grand gestures, and heartfelt letters, while the others advised on apologizing profusely. But none of them seemed convincing.

Vivian's voice trembled on the other end. "It's Ophelia... she's back." My heart skipped a beat, but I forced my voice to stay calm. "What do you mean, back?" "Dad, Ophelia is back. She's a major shareholder now," Vivian continued, her voice shaking. "She's coming for the company, Dad, for Ryan. I don't know what to do.” Of course. Of course, she found a way back in. “Calm down,” I said, keeping my voice steady even though I could feel the rage boiling inside me. “Come home, Vivian. Nothing’s going to happen to your marriage. I’ll take care of it. I’ll talk to Ryan.”

After coming back, his wife lost contact, and several years passed before he married his second wife, who is now Madam Vale. Madam Vale said, "That was different!" Sir Vale asked, "What was different?"

She had probably thought that 10 years of marriage would at least keep me from being too ruthless. So, she had begun a series of clumsy performances. She had deliberately come to the entrance of my apartment building and, under the watchful eyes of security guards and neighbors, had dropped to her knees with a loud thud. She had cried hysterically, tears streaming down her face. "Felix! I’m sorry! Please forgive me! It was all Kyle’s fault! That bastard deceived me! He sweet-talked and seduced me! I didn’t know what came over me! For the sake of our 10 years of marriage, can you forgive me this once? Please don’t divorce me. We can go back to the way we were."

He looked at Baz and asked, “How do you court someone?” “What?” Baz was caught off guard by Cedric’s question. “Mr. Cedric, I don’t really have enough experience on this issue! However, if you’re trying to get your ex-wife back, you need to show her that you’re sorry. Next, you have to show her your soft side, and you can’t be too stubborn. “As long as you show her that you’re nothing without her, that you need her, I’m sure Ms. Maia would take you back. Besides, someone as kind as her would not be able to reject you!”

His face twisted further into a frown and his fingers curled into a fist. His grip tightened and he looked like he was inches away from making a terrible decision. Still, I went on. “Is there any way to possibly get her back?” “Who?” He asked, his voice low and warning. My eyebrows dipped. “My wife.” “She's no longer your wife,” Kael countered, pushing himself up till his ankles lifted off the floor to meet my eye view. “Fine. How do I get Eryn—,” I emphasized her name, pausing to make sure he heard me before adding. “Back”.

“Yes. Look, I’m not happy because Fatima is special. I don’t ever want to lose her.” “You already lost her.” “It’s not too late. I have a lifetime to win her back.” “That’s why you came here, to tell me you will win back my wife?” Ian’s voice turned to anger. “You’ve got some guts, huh? Knowing what I’m capable of?” “No. I didn’t come to say that. All I’m saying is… it might be that I lost her now, but it doesn’t mean I’ll stop trying. I will get her back. Like the white men say, may the best man win.”

The same one they hadn't slept on together for sometime. They had slowly turned into strangers and her husband didn't seem like the man she fell madly in love with months ago. He had been so obsessed with her that he'd left his ex for her. “No…. no, this can't be happening.” She thought as she bit her fingers. What could she do to get him back? How could she win him back? Thoughts of how to make sure she never lost him filled her head. **** Lost in her thoughts, the sound of footsteps approaching dragged Vivian back to reality from her head.

Witnessing our kids being left behind was something I also didn't want to experience. "I suggest you yield to her," Norman advised. "This same thing again? I'll do no such thing," I retorted, a frown wrinkling my forehead. "Hear me out," He urged. "She doesn't remember marrying you, which is why she seeks a divorce. How about seizing this opportunity to win her heart again?" "I don't understand." Confusion marked my furrowed brows. "Win her heart again? I never had it." I remarked. "All the better, right? Start afresh. Woo your wife and make her fall in love with you, boss," He stated. "Give it all you've got. She won't stand a chance."