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

For some reason his whole focus changed from me to his ex-wife, he doesn’t want anything to do with me now that she has returned and I fucking hate it. He is the reason why I do not have a healthy relationship with my family—my father. I sacrificed everything to be with him and this, this is how he’s going to pay me. I’m not going to let that happen. Not on my watch. If he wants to get back with his ex-wife then he can only do that when I’m dead. But for now, it’s impossible. “Laura. Laura!” I jumped in my seat, as I snapped out of my thoughts.

“Your wife. If you want her back, you should be the one doing the groveling, not the other way around.” His words landed like a punch to the gut. It was like someone had slapped a fog off my brain, and everything suddenly clicked into place. Jace was right. Why the hell was I making her come crawling back when I was the one who screwed up? I leaned forward, gripping the edge of the bar, my mind racing. “So, what? I’m supposed to just show up at her doorstep with flowers and... and beg her to take me back?” The thought alone made me cringe, but maybe that was the problem. Maybe I needed to swallow my damn pride. I whipped out my phone from my pocket and dialed the men I had sent to her place.

When I finally reached out to them, they weren’t exactly thrilled to see their runaway daughter slinking back into the fold. The first meeting in Dad’s study was all tight jaws and clipped words, the air thick with the old smell of disappointment. They had spent almost three years propping Lila up in my place, watching her play the perfect little wife while I was off the grid. But the moment I laid out how I still had Elias wrapped around my fingers, their expressions changed. Greed flickered back into their eyes. They decided to keep me after all. Unlike Lila, who had spent three full years as his wife and still couldn’t win him over. I was way more useful.

"Of course, you're worth trying for. I didn't realize you were so upset. You haven't said anything." Sobbing into his chest, clenching his shirt in my fists, I cry out to him, "I want my husband back, Moby! I can't do life without him. Please," I wail, "send him back to me!" Begging my husband to find himself again seems like the most pathetic thing I've ever done, but he's the only one who still has access to the man I love and so desperately miss. With my head pressed to his chest, his arm tucks me closely to him, he allows me to carry on until I'm completely depleted before he moves us to the couch to sit down.

I opened my mouth a few times before managing to form words. "I...I will sign them when we get home. Buteo, I came here today because... there's something I have to tell you." His jaw tightened. "I am not interested in your excuses." He pushed the door open and gestured toward the outside. "I expect the divorce papers to be signed when I get home. You will receive a quarter of my assets for two years of playing the role of my wife. Get out." My hands shot up to stop the door. I shook my head repeatedly, tears threatening to spill. "Leo, please. You can't do this. You can't divorce me. Let's fix our marriage."

The only way I could describe how I felt seeing that picture is anger and then suddenly I have nothing in my mind than the thought of also moving on from her life because she had clearly showed me that whatever we had before is now nothing and I wouldn’t want to be a clingy Ex like her ex husband before me was, I made what I think was the best decision right there and then. “Addie?” I called turning back and expecting to see her still seated but she must have unknowingly walked up to where I was and was now standing over my shoulder. “Yes James” she replied and I could see the longing in her eyes, the type of longing that was all so familiar. “I have taken you back” was a decision I made at

Elianna furrowed her brow and became a little nervous, "Ms. Redmond, do men like this not get divorced and stay for the New Year?" Sofia said lightly, "What do you know? He was my husband, and this was a matter between us as a couple. Dr. Carrington, I appreciate your concern, but you are an outsider, so it's better not to meddle in other people's affairs." Elianna smirked and said meaningfully, "Women can't be so forgiving about everything. Have you forgotten everything from five years ago? When you were kidnapped, you were pregnant, and your husband heartlessly abandoned you. You were lucky to survive, but if something had happened to you, if you had lost your life or suffered serious harm

Nathan's POV I sat in the lawyer's office, the documents my ex-wife was entitled to sliding across the table like a silent threat. I barely glanced at them. "She hasn’t asked for anything," I said, my voice even. The lawyer adjusted his glasses, a hint of curiosity in his eyes. "That is not unusual." "It is for her," I replied, my fingers tapping a slow rhythm on the table. He leaned back, a small smile playing on his lips. "What exactly are you worried about, Mr Nathan?"

I used to be cheerful and optimistic—the life of the party among my family and friends. How did I end up like this? The truth was, I considered getting a divorce the moment I discovered Leighton's affair. Back then, she was the one who threw away her pride and begged me for a whole month, swearing countless times that she would never make the same mistake again. However, later, it was she who watched me fall apart with a cold expression and asked if I was done making a scene.

like he was not that near me. "I'm not only doing this because we have a son, Pen. I am doing this not only for our son, but also for you. I want you back, Pennelope. I want you back," he whispered, like he was begging me to take him back. I closed my eyes, and I had stopped washing the plate I was holding.