Novel & Cerita Love Forgiven My Billionaire Ex Wants Me Back

“You owe me this engagement. Without my family’s backing, you’re nothing.” The words sliced deep. Elena swallowed hard. Her father had died two years ago, leaving behind debts disguised as assets. She had fought to keep their family company alive, and Victor—charming, powerful Victor—had been her savior. Or so she thought. “I would rather be nothing,” she said quietly, “than belong to you.” She walked away before he could respond. Outside, the rain greeted her like an old friend. Cold. Honest. She didn’t know how long she walked. Her heels hurt, her mascara ran, and her phone buzzed endlessly in her purse—calls she refused to answer. The city blurred around her until she finally stopped bene

“Love? You don’t even know what it means. You will never be loved, Gavin. Not by me again. Not by anyone. Not even your own family. Because you don’t deserve it. You'll die a lonely man!” Gavin’s mouth trembled. “I came here to look at your ugly, pathetic face one last time,” she continued coldly. “To tell you that I will never forgive you. And that I will use every single resource — the very ones you wanted from me — to make sure you rot in this place for as long as possible.” Then she stood up. “Enjoy your new life, Gavin.” And with that, she turned and walked away.

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And as I shook hands with the CEO, Lucien Hayes—calm, composed, eyes kind in a way Ethan’s never were—I knew the past had officially become what it was meant to be: the past. I wasn’t Aria Miles anymore. I was Lia Hart. And this time, I wasn’t here to love anyone else. I was here to love me.

affection he had for me. What if I explained everything to him now? No, he would not want to marry me again, I would only be left with the option of returning his money. I had no choice than to marry him even though I never loved him. I had to go against my promise to be man-free for the rest of my life. I had to save my father's company. I needed that throne of CHIEF EXECUTIVE OFFICER so that I could take my revenge on Michael and that bitch of his.

Deep down, even though I hated him so much, I still loved Leonard. "Isla Grace, maybe I realized it too late. But I can't lose you. When you said you wanted a divorce, it felt like half my soul was being torn away." I was stunned. My heart began to pound harder. It was a confession that felt too late, yet my heart still raced wildly. Should I give him one last chance? I thought that if Leonard had truly changed, I could finally live the married life of my dreams with the man I loved. But before I could say a word, there was a knock on the bedroom door.

How did he find it? The lamp on her bedside table was dim and golden, not the harsh white light he used to prefer for late-night reports. There were even those scented candles, apple cinnamon, her comfort scent. She’d lit one tonight, just to see if it still made her feel safe. It did. It did too well. I kept on thinking of Damian's attitude today. His change of personality. The headlines today was "Nations first love Lira Hart and Billionaire husband's happy marriage."

You’re far too sexy to remember when I’m alone. A passing waiter smiled politely, perhaps assuming she was talking through an earpiece. She wasn’t. She was talking to her madness. A few minutes later, just as Liora was reading the pastry menu, someone pulled out the chair across from her. “Liora, long time no see. I heard you’re now married to the wealthiest man in the country?” Liora stiffened. She knew that voice. Irene—Noah’s ex. The same woman who once slandered her back in university.

I need to talk to her. And it may be wrong to say it, but I need to get her back. I need to win her back and bring her back into my life again. The five years of being tortured are already enough. Actually, I already gave up on finding Pennelope and having her back in my life again. Not because I do not love her anymore or because I do not want her in my life anymore. But rather because I knew that what I had done could not be forgiven. And even though we are still married on paper, I do not want her to be caged in a life that she does not want.

she blurts out raising her voice a little “Three years ago I wasn’t ready, now I am, besides you broke up with me, not the other way round” I reminded her “We both know you never really loved me Chris, that’s why, but I loved you and I still do and now I’m back, we can still get married” she said, the desperation in her voice irritates me “Amelia! Are you out of your mind? My fiancée was kidnapped and you came to tell me this nonsense?” I lash out at her