Husband's Regret Novels & Stories

Waiting for what the married couple would explain. It wasn't until Radit explained it clearly that Tiara let out a rough breath. Regretting would also be useless. After all, her husband was already buried in the ground there. "Sorry," said Radit with a myriad of regrets that he again felt. "I worked hard for my husband's health, but in the end, it was ruined by my own son-in-law." Tiara sat limply on a garden chair. She no longer wanted to make a sound after Amanda gently rubbed her arm.

My thoughts felt scrambled as I tried to give it a name. Regret. I hadn’t felt this way when I ended things with Anna. But with Sally…I’m regretting it. And then it hit me. Everything I could have done better. Every single regret that I hadn’t noticed. I shouldn’t have made her sad for even one day. I should have been there for her. I should have chosen her time and time again. I should have kept my promises to her. I should have been a better husband. The regrets piled, growing larger and blocking my throat.

Then, out of nowhere, a bitter, mocking laugh escaped his lips. "I felt guilty when I found out you were at the hospital," he said, his tone dripping with sarcasm. "I blamed myself for staying away from home for so long, for leaving you to raise our child alone. I didn't know who was sick, but no matter who it was, it would've been hard for me to bear." He paused, his voice lowering as if to feign regret. "I even canceled several meetings to rush here, planning to apologize to you." His expression darkened. "But what do I walk into? This scene. Mariah, how could you be so shameless?"

I spent three weeks at the hospital before I finally got discharged, and my husband, Stewart never showed his face until I left except the day he came to ask for blood for his beloved, which I blatantly refused. You might call me a fool but I had sneaked out of my ward many times to peek at him whenever he came to visit Willow. I missed him and I couldn't even say that out. I knew I sounded pathetic but it was hard to forget the only man you'd loved and cherished for years. "Ma'am, you are back. You should have called me to come pick you up," Jose's voice rang through the air, propelling me to retract my gaze from the mansion and shifting it to him.

The nurse blinked. “I’m sorry?” “I said no.” This time my voice was firmer. “I don’t want to see him.” She hesitated, clearly caught off guard. “But he insists he’s your husband.” A bitter smile tugged at my lips. “Husband?” I almost laughed. “What kind of husband ignores his wife while she’s screaming in pain?” The nurse fell silent. “What kind of husband tells his wife there’s no money for her medication…” “…then buys another woman a mansion?”

Henry’s shoulders fell as he looked at me defeatedly. “I made a mistake Gwen, wouldn’t you forgive me for it?” I scoffed, “Like you will forgive me if I slept with a man outside our marriage while we were married. Tell me you can condone that Henry and I will rush to every media house I know to announce to the world that you have been forgiven?” I asked. He hesitated. He couldn’t answer me instantly which meant that I was right. “You wouldn’t. Now leave Henry and only return when you are done having a pity party for yourself. Jas is always here, when you are ready to sign you can see her,”

He had been against Charles since the beginning, and he was right about him. “Can you come take me out for a moment?” I asked and he immediately picked the call. “Alright” he responded curtly. When we got to a coffee shop, I told him about everything that's happening at the Windors’. How I am being treated and he immediately begged to go back home with him. “You can't continue to live this”. I looked down at my hand at the truth of his words, my wedding ring sat on my finger, heavy, full of regrets and the evidence of my bad choice.

“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry for all of it. For ignoring you. For choosing Taylor’s comfort over yours. For making you feel like you were nothing. For telling you to leave when you were carrying our son. I regret it every single day. I was selfish, I was blind and I threw away the best thing I ever had because I was obsessed with control. I hurt the woman I love so badly without even realizing it.” He swallowed hard, his voice trembling. “It hurts me too… knowing that scar is still carved in your heart. It hurts knowing I destroyed something beautiful. We could have had a real marriage. I could have come home to you every night, held you, listened to you, made love to you like you deserved. I co

"If you're not satisfied with the price...Well, Although your size is impressive, you can't be too greedy." "Goodbye, my dear." I left the room without hesitation. As I walked down the stairs, I heard he's angry pounding on the wall from inside the room. "—...Violet, You’ll regret this!!!" His voice echoed from a distance. I shrugged, walked out of the house, started my car, and drove toward home. Parting is always a regretful thing. He needs to adjust to this. But compared to call boy Luc, my husband, who I hadn’t seen in three years, is back.

"How cruel, honey. So all this time your love was fake?" "What are you talking about! I regret not getting married earlier," he said with a laugh. The woman was very annoyed with her husband, at a critical time like this he made an immoral joke. "Do you think I don't regret it, bro?" "We both regret it, why didn't we get married earlier," he replied. Ara shook her head, "I regret listening to what you said." "Honey, we just got here, why do you want to play right away?" Ara seemed to know what her husband was talking about.