How Win Your Wife Back Novels & Stories

"Unbelievable! Really, it's amazing the way you love Olivia or pretend to, because I don't understand when you were married, because you weren't like that. "I don't understand it either, nor do I want to understand it now, the only thing I know for sure is that I want to get her love back, and I want to be with her, and I don't care what I have to do, I'm going to take care of preventing that marriage.

Arthur quickly says and I don’t glance around to confirm but instead take a step closer to him and wrap my hands around his arm like I’m the most doting wife in the entire planet and he’s the loveliest husband I have. —*

He swept his gaze across the papers on the floor again, his pretty phoenix eyes threatening to spew fire! He had tried so many things, bribing her, tricking her and threatening her, all to lure her back to S City. Before he even started his quest to win his wife back, these cursed b*stards were already out to sabotage him! He was planning on using his own physical suffering or his gentle tenderness to win her over, but he had not even begun to execute his plans yet! If they managed to force her into running again, he did not think he would be lucky enough to find her a second time!

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.

"She can't close a deal to save her life. I don't know why I thought marrying her would help the business." Tonight, I was going to remind my husband exactly what he had married. The silk lingerie whispered against my skin as I shifted in the driver's seat, the black lace I had bought especially for this moment. For the look in his eyes when he realized his "useless" wife had just saved his company. For the apology that would surely follow. For the way he would touch me afterward, like he used to, like I mattered. Richard's Porsche sat in the driveway like a promise kept. He was home early for once—another good sign.

“You can pick it all, I’m not contributing any money to the house. It should be everything you want.” “You do most of the cooking. Wouldn’t it make sense for you to have the kitchen how you want it. You can have it the exact way you want it. Money doesn’t matter. Stop being concerned about it.” I feel his arms wrap around my waist. “That is as much as your house as it is mine. You are my wife, we share everything. You contributing money means nothing. You contribute in other ways. You made this place feel like home. When I’m here alone, I hate it now. At one time that is all I wanted, but not now. Now I want my wife home with me.” Max and I make love in he tub, then get out and he reads the

"A washed-up society wife with a kid in tow. He must be desperate." The insult landed, but it didn't stick. I felt a strange, cold pity. "I guess that's the difference," I said, my tone almost conversational. "He's hiring my mind. You only ever wanted a doll for your shelf. No wonder he's winning." His control snapped. A vein pulsed at his temple. "You think this is a game? You're trying to punish me? Fine. You want the divorce? You've got it. Don't you dare come crawling back. The door is closed."

I've never even imagined myself getting in a serious relationship, talk more of getting a fucking wife. But getting a fucking wife was the only way to prove to my grandfather that I was a competent grandson. And no one, not even the fucking HR would come near my inheritance. Operation get a wife, before two fucking weeks. I exhaled and thought about it. I couldn't do this alone. I picked up my cell phone and dialed a number.

I was so stunned that I wasn't able to say anything. “I won't force you to come home with me now, but it doesn't mean I'm giving up on us. I'm going to win you back no matter how hard or how long it will take. I will not stop until you remember that you're my wife. . . You are mine, Annika.” He said with finality before turning his back on me.