Novel & Cerita My Ex-husband Begged Me To Take Him Back

“Have you lost your mind?” Not only did she slap him, she even asked him to beg for her to come back? All humans had their dignity, and to beg meant to cast it away! He had never begged anyone for anything before! Harmonia snickered. “A good ex should always act like he’s dead. “But a certain ex of mine just keeps showing up in front of me after we got a divorce. He keeps using all kinds of tactics, be it trying to coerce me or persuade me, back into that ridiculous marriage that has already ended.”

"What could you possibly want after all this time, Noah?" The return of her ex-husband to the city was something she had never even thought was possible. But not only had he done that, but he was now actively coming after her? Olivia knew a lot of things about Noah Grant, and one of them was that he never did anything without a very good reason. So what exactly could have made him come back to a wife he had abused and disregarded for so long?

“No specifics.’’ I shrugged. “Call me when you're done.’’ “No.’’ I quickly declined, maybe too quickly but there was no ulterior motives behind it so it didn’t matter after all. “Don't bother about it. I'll get home myself.’’ ‘‘Meagan…’’ “No, Danny. Please.’’ I pleaded sincerely, felling like an awful burden. “Just go on about your day, I'll see you again at home and I'll be just fine. I promise.’’ I said, deeply hoping he would let me off again this once. He had a life. It wasn't right for his life to keep revolving around me when our marriage was just a contract. “Fine.’’ He said, though his face didn't look the same, and I appreciated it. “Be good, okay?’’ “Sure.’’ I assured with a smile,

The entire room seemed to hold its breath. “I’m here to beg, in front of all of you—New York’s brightest and most powerful—because I’ve run out of private chances to waste. Evelyn, I love you. The woman you were. The woman you’ve become. The designer taking this city by storm. I’ve been fighting my father, restructuring my life, writing letters I never sent, all to become someone worthy of standing beside you again. Please… come home. Not to the penthouse as it was, but to a marriage where you are seen, valued, and never again invisible. Give me the chance to be the husband you always deserved. I’m begging you.”

As long as you're willing to reinvest and save the Sterling family, I'll do anything you want! "I'll divorce Becky right away! I'll marry you too! No, I'll make you my only wife! I'll listen to you for everything from now on!" Looking at him like that, I felt nothing. No anger. No sadness. Just… ridicule. In my previous life, I had once begged him the same way. Before he pushed me off Astraeus Tower, I had cried and pleaded with him, telling him I was pregnant, begging him to spare me for the sake of the child.

I was in a dilemma; more like I didn't know what I wanted. “ It's not like I completely love her. I mean, I am married now, and she's married too. "My excuses were off balance. My whole expression showed I wanted my ex-wife back. “ Listen, Mr Cylde. I understand it is tough for you but I will give you a straight answer. I see you want your ex-wife back to yourself" he chuckled and continued. “ Things don't work like that, my friend. Opportunities missed may be difficult to get back. Consecrate on your wife, Laura instead.

He asked, and my breath seized when his eyes locked with mine. He knows something. “I am not going to talk about my ex while I’m trying to say something important right now Ian,” “Fine, fine. I’m not going to laugh anymore now go on with what you’re saying,” After glaring at him for a long time, I let out a sigh and continued. “I want to take back what belongs to my family, he took them from me and I promise my father that I would take it back. So that’s what I’m going to do, and I want your help,” I ended up looking at him.

“I’m not coming back to you Gabriel. Please, just move on. I married Easton with my heart and I shall remain his wife.” I told him and the hurt in his eyes burnt my heart. “I will never give up on us!” He blurted out, holding my arms tighter. I pressed my lips together, holding back tears. “You’ll see Melda, you’ll see how far I’ll go to get us back together.” He whimpered, putting his forehead on my shoulder as he sobbed painfully. My ex husband desperately wanted me back but did I want to go back to him?