My Dear Love Novels & Stories

"Graciella, I didn't love you back then, and I won't love you forever! As a result, sign the divorce papers so we can each go our separate ways." I felt like a thousand daggers were being driven into my chest. I was wrong about everything I assumed, even the belief that nothing hurts more than knowing he doesn't love me. I mistakenly believed I could tolerate the agony because I had been experiencing discomfort for a long time since we shared the same residence, but I was mistaken. I didn't expect to feel the way I do right now when the guy you love tells you he doesn't love you. My tear ducts opened, and I began to cry, yet my smile remained intact.

I obeyed, my heart racing. He bent his head forward and stared at me. "I won't waste your time. I have a proposal for you." My brows furrowed. "A proposal?" “A marriage contract, " he said, like it was the most usual thing in the world. "One year. After that, it ends." I stared at him, stunned. "You can't be serious." "I'm very serious." His gaze didn't falter. "This agreement will be mutually useful." I shook my head. "I can't agree to that, I barely even know you."

now day by day iam scared because it's just a week I didn't seen her but iam dying here how can I live for lifetime without her why cutie why you became my life why iam addicted to you whenever I close my eyes I see your smile I remember your face I want you at the same time I can't hurt you why your love and care affecting me this much my cutie gussed right what she feared became true that deeksha made me and my cutie split why that deeksha learned the truth why she said to me because of that now I leaved her I hurted her iam sorry cutie I love you I cant stop loving you in this lifetime no one can take your place in my life I can't love anyone other than you atleast in next life will we a

The sunlight warmed my skin, and I was awoken by the most beautiful melody I have ever heard. I rolled over with my eyes still closed as I recognized it as ‘Give Me Love by Ed Sheeran.’ Great. I’m hearing things. Ace must have fucked me so hard last night that now I’m hallucinating. Ace and I made love throughout the night, barely stopping to rest until the sun came up. He explored my body, and made me feel things I couldn’t even imagine. It was the most romantic and pleasurable night of my entire life.

With love, Great.

Did he truly love her as he once loved me? Deangelo hesitated, his gaze fixed on the ground. I immediately regretted crossing that line, feeling a pang of guilt for prying into his personal life. But to my surprise, he spoke, his voice tinged with a mix of sadness and determination. "I love Sofia," he confessed, his words hitting me like a heavy blow. "I love her with all my heart, and I can't wait to make her my wife."

But I still carved out time to come home and cook a whole table of her favorite dishes. The food had gone cold. She hadn't even looked at it. Seven applications. Seven cancellations. Every time, a different excuse. Last-minute business trip. Bad mood. Terrible weather. I let out a bitter laugh. At last, I could no longer deceive myself with the comforting lie that ordinary and uneventful was the truest form of love. My phone buzzed with a message from my assistant. [His name is Ryan Zhou. Unit 202, Building X, Riverside Garden.]

"This is the divorce paper between Ms. Zoe and Mr. Henry. For keeping a family of two others while still married to her, and you wouldn’t even let her be a mother, Mr. Henry, do you really think you deserve to call yourself a husband?" Henry, a powerful figure in the business world, stood trembling under Grace’s accusations, unable to respond. All he could do was stammer, his body shaking, trying to explain to Grace. "I… I do love her…” Grace sneered and shook her head. "Love? After everything you’ve done, how dare you even use that word." "I’ve said too much," Grace continued, her voice cold. "Henry, you have zero conscience." With her job done and words said, Grace turned and left without

she said while sobbing. “All for nothing. I’m not even asking to be loved back… I just… I…” She stammered while clenching her chest. She felt a heavy object pressing her down, and it was hard for her to swallow or form words. She sniffed then sighed deeply, “All I want from him is to treat me with basic human decency, but why must he…—” She couldn’t finish her words and started tearing up. “Why must he treat me this way?” She inquired.

With all my love and tears, Mercy ND