How Win Your Wife Back Novels & Stories

she said and she stood up, but she didn't take a step as my words stopped her. “I'm serious, Cassie, my ex-wife is back, I want to try and...” “And win her back? Are you listening to yourself, Damian? You're telling me to my face that you want to win another woman's heart?” She used her pointing finger to point at me. “Cass, you know me and you can never work, we've tried, but...” “But nothing, no one is leaving this relationship,” she sidestepped. “I think you're not understanding me. Cassie, Sierra is back, and...”

Instead, she called me childish and lame. In the end, she readily wore someone else’s ring. This marriage was truly just a one-man show on my part. I just grunted calmly and asked nothing else. She wanted to continue defending herself, but I interrupted her. I asked, “What do you want for dinner? Once you’re done, I need to continue copying the family rules.” Winona’s chest heaved, and she started shouting, “Stop copying them! Shaun, are you my husband or my servant?! Aside from driving me crazy, you’re accomplishing nothing else by doing this! Or do you really think that you’re a good husband by doing this?”

He was actually serious. “You… you want me to get her back?” I stuttered, red-faced. “Of course, you idiot!” He gritted. “What do you expect? Should I bring her back?” “I… I just don't see how that is going to work. She hates me… I got married….” I muttered. “Well get her back!” He groaned. “You know what men do. Beg her, apologize, say you don't know what came over you. Anything to make her believe you. Say you can't live without her, come on, Eric! Everything!”

In the article, Merry attempted to portray herself as a mistreated wife while throwing subtle jabs at a foreign businesswoman who had recently arrived from Europe. A thin, cold smile curved across my lips. Merry was still using her old, cheap tactic: playing the victim in public to secure her position. In the past, that tactic had succeeded in making Kael's family and the public look down on me. But now, it was nothing short of ridiculous.

“Mom, I’ve tried everything. I apologized, gave her space, supported her… what else can I do?” “Women love grand gestures, Adrian. Something bold. Something unforgettable. Something that says, *Take me back.*” I narrowed my eyes. “Like what? You have something in mind?” She shrugged with a knowing smirk. “A few ideas. Depends on how much you want her back.” I hesitated, then said quietly, “Very far. I want her back. More than anything.” Mom's eyes sparkled. “You once told me that when you two were dating, you talked about getting married.”

Hurt and disappointment lingered in her eyes as she turned to me for some help. I parted my lips to say something, but Catalina's warning look stopped me in time. Previously, we had discussed plans about how to win Madeline over after our little bathtub fight and we both agreed that it would be more favorable if she played the role of a jealous wife and I did my part as the faithful husband. “Women like Madeline get attracted to things that isn't theirs,” she said. “If you want her to come back to you, you need to make her realize that you're no longer standing at the same spot you left you in.”

“I don’t even know if there’s a way back for us anymore.” Jennie placed the towel on the side table and sat across from him. “Earlier today, you asked me what a man should do to win back the woman he loves.” Ben looked up, meeting her eyes. Jennie gave a small smile. “My answer is still the same: be better consistently. Not just when you’re afraid of losing her. Not when it’s convenient. But every day. Even if she doesn’t see it right away. Even if she never comes back.” Ben swallowed hard. “And if she doesn’t?”

The only way I could describe how I felt seeing that picture is anger and then suddenly I have nothing in my mind than the thought of also moving on from her life because she had clearly showed me that whatever we had before is now nothing and I wouldn’t want to be a clingy Ex like her ex husband before me was, I made what I think was the best decision right there and then. “Addie?” I called turning back and expecting to see her still seated but she must have unknowingly walked up to where I was and was now standing over my shoulder. “Yes James” she replied and I could see the longing in her eyes, the type of longing that was all so familiar. “I have taken you back” was a decision I made at

I just knew that was why she was doing it. I know that I should be proud that my girl had grown a spine and left her toxic husband, but I could not live without her anymore. How do I win her back? I just did not know anymore. All I knew was that I loved her. I sat up straight, rattled by the sudden realization. I loved her. I LOVED HER. There was nothing truer about my feelings that those three words. I loved her and I loved our children and I had to do whatever it took to get them back. . . . _________________________

He just wished he knew where to start. Rojas caught his boss in thought and recently all his boss could think of was his new wedded wife. He smiled. "Are you thinking about your wife boss?" He asked raising an eyebrow. Damien chuckled afterwards. He turned around to face Rojas. He brought out his hands and patted both his shoulders. "You know me so well Rojas. Yes. Am thinking of what next step I should take to win back my wife's love." A smile crept on his face as he heard his words and calling her not by her name but by his wife once again. This new name had a deep feeling in him as soon as that word came out of his mouth. How much he loved her and as the days went by, he was more and more