My Ex-husband Begged Me To Take Him Back Novels & Stories

I was so quick that I thought I was flash as I grabbed her by the waist. "Don't you dare touch me!" She roared as she forcefully removed my hand from her waist and pushed me away with all her strength. I stumbled Abit but I was able to compose myself quickly. "Don't you dare touch me!" She warned. "I am sorry for everything, please just forgive me. Fine, if you can forget me, can you just be calm. I promise to change. Please give me a chance." I begged her. I have never begged my parents let alone a woman in my life but look at me, begging my wife not to leave me.

"Of course! There's still a chance! My darling hubby loves me so much, doesn't he? "You love me the most! I love you too! We can definitely go back to how it used to be in the past! I don't want money, or cash, or the company anymore! I just want you to forgive me! We can get back together like we were before! We can do that, can't we? Can't we?" I felt a wave of nausea rising in my stomach and slapped her hands off me in disgust. When Richard saw that things were getting out of hand, he immediately stepped forward with his men to intervene.

He threw my phone at me. “Your ex-husband’s been blowing up your phone while you were asleep,” he said coldly. “I never liked that jerk, but you already married him. Divorcing him now would be stupid. You’ll have nothing, but he can marry someone younger and prettier anytime. So call him back. Beg him to reclaim you. Since you can’t stay here, Blazewood Pack is your only option now.” With that, he turned and strode out, taking the contract with him.

hugging her before going to my room; once I sat on the bed, my phone vibrated in my pocket; taking it out, I saw it was a text from Jacob, opening saw a picture taking a good look I saw it was my bag with a message attached to it “ wants it back?” Ugh, how the hell did I forget about my bag? It has my ID and bank cards in there; he knows I’m going to need it; texting him back, “What do you want?” Ex-husband:” What makes you think that I want something?” Me:” Because I know you; there's a good reason why you sent me the picture, so stop playing and tell me what you want.” Ex-husband “Ouch, testy much; can’t I just want to look out for my wife?”

He was actually serious. “You… you want me to get her back?” I stuttered, red-faced. “Of course, you idiot!” He gritted. “What do you expect? Should I bring her back?” “I… I just don't see how that is going to work. She hates me… I got married….” I muttered. “Well get her back!” He groaned. “You know what men do. Beg her, apologize, say you don't know what came over you. Anything to make her believe you. Say you can't live without her, come on, Eric! Everything!”

You respect his decision. "Little One...you're the only one I have...please don't leave me," he begged. I heard him sniffing on the other side of the line. “Please tell me everything that would regain your trust. I will do it for you to come back in my life.” He was already thinking that there was us. Dang it. Josh had already assumed a lot of things and it was a cause of concern. Just as I was about to answer him, the phone was suddenly snatched away from my hands and I saw my ex-husband's wearing a deep scowl.

“In case you haven’t realized it, I only cared about you because I thought my son loved you. But now that he has found someone better, I have to support him as his mother. Sophie is far more suitable for him. Her father is a respected businessman, after all.” Ella stiffened. She had never felt so small in her own home. “You have no right to do this to me in my matrimonial home.” She turned toward Richard, desperation flashing in her eyes. “Say something, Richard!” How could the man who had once promised to love her forever now be preparing to marry a famous actress? How could their marriage... the marriage she had built her entire life around be ending like this? Richard’s expression remaine

“They're only a few steps away and you're watching them like a hawk.” I swallowed. “Yeah I know. It's my ex-husband. He showed up at my workplace begging me to return to him. I'm bothered he might try to take them when he realizes I'm serious about not being with him anymore.” Reed’s eyes tightened at the corners. “I can get him away from them.” I shook my head. I was grateful for the help, but I didn't need it. Reed had already done enough for me as it was. “No, don't worry. I'm already meeting a divorce lawyer. I'm sure it'll all be resolved.” I answered.

“I love you so badly that I want the days to slow down. I want the seconds to stop. I want to scrape together every excuse I can find and use all of them just to stay with you. Just to remain your husband.” I blinked and bit my lower lip hard enough to hurt. “You do not want to be my husband. Do you remember that part?” He visibly tensed. “That was seven years ago, when I was a jerk, stupid, and fucked up.” I held his gaze even though my chest felt like it was splitting open. “And you think this will be different? You think if you try to win me back, I will just go to you?” “I am praying you will,” he said quickly as if he thought of that question a million times he knew what his answer woul

“Stop calling Charlotte that.” “Why? That’s what she is.” Natalie folded her arms. “You used to lie to them just to keep me away, claimed I was sick, busy, out of town. Now suddenly they want me back and you come running like a delivery boy? Haven’t you told them we’re divorced?” He looked away for half a second, jaw tight. “My father and grandmother insisted on seeing you. Believe me, I didn’t come here because I wanted to. But maybe you’re too busy entertaining your boy toy to listen.”