Novel & Cerita My Ex Husband Wants Me Back

“Hubby, this is not a misunderstanding, you begged for me to come back and now I’m here. Our son needs his mother after all.” Silence, as thick as a year long unattended forest, settled over the room. Grayson’s eyes met mine, sadness, worry and a silent plea, but neither of it mattered. He had a wife, he was still married to his ex, the same ex that he had been strung on for years even after their separation, the same ex with whom he had a son he loves more than his own life. And now she was back, to take back her home.

"I need your help." "With what?" "My husband." I say. "He's still inlove with his ex." "You want me to kill her and bury her body?" She rubs her hands in glee. "No." I chuckle. "I want to bring them back together." ***

I glared at my father, then looked at Armando and said, “No offense but I want my ex-husband back and you aren't exactly good-looking like him. So if you are here to get my hand in marriage, I can tell you now I won't marry you.” Father slammed his fist on his desk, making me jump a little. I hated when he did that. He liked the fear he saw in his victims and I won't let him get to me; there is no way in hell. I won't fucking marry this man just to make my father rich. I already have plans and they involve getting my husband back. I dont need my father interfering in my life. “Did you read today's news?” Father asked, slamming a magazine on his desk.

I asked, and he sighed again. “To drive her away… I don’t want to believe we’re still married, so I’ll talk to my lawyer tomorrow. I saw her sign the papers before we separated. I gave her everything she wanted, even our marital home. I don’t know why she came back. I moved far away, yet here she is, ready to ruin my life again! I’m just glad Kairo’s already boarded the ship.” I hugged him and stroked his back. “Hey… Everything’s going to be fine. Your ex-wife won’t succeed with whatever she’s planning. Wait, there aren’t any valuables lying around here, are there?”

The moment I stepped into the office, she glanced up from her laptop and gave me that knowing look—the one that made me feel like I was twelve and hiding secrets from my older sister. "So," she said casually, spinning her pen between her fingers, "did you finally talk to your ex-husband, or are you still pretending you don't feel things when he's around?" I let out a slow breath and slid into my chair. “We talked.” She raised an eyebrow. “And?” “And he said he wants me back.” Her jaw dropped, just a little, then she blinked like she hadn’t quite heard me right. “Back—as in, romantically?” I nodded slowly, and then leaned back in my chair, folding my arms. “He admitted he made a mistake. That

Nate said and Oliver nod her head. “So when did you want me to go back?” Oliver asked, in as much as she doesn’t wanna go back there her ex husband, she doesn’t have a choice than to go back, she has to sacrifice herself now to be happy in the future. “Today, you need to go back today” Nate replied and she drag herself up from the chair, she walked to her room without saying anything, she came back some minutes later with her language. “Thanks for your help, I will make sure I get evidence before coming back” Nate move closer to her and pinch her cheek.

I leaned back in my chair in my home office and sighed. I didn’t know how to explain to him I was in love with my ex-wife and wanted her back, even though her new husband was a psychopath. “Sasha and I are like an old couple that has no spark anymore and are just living together in the house as roommates because they settled instead of being with the people they wanted.” “Oh, no. Is that how you feel?” “That’s how I’ve felt for years, and I won’t settle anymore. I don’t remember the last time we were happy and not fighting about anything. There’s always been something we are fighting about.”

He practically controls my whole body, and there is absolutely nothing I can do about it. “If you think that’s what it would take to get back on my good books, then you need to think again. You hurt me, Nate, and I’m not willing to let it go so easily. Fighting for me and protecting me from that pervert is not enough to win me back, dear ex-husband. You have to do better.” I told him firmly, looking away from his face.

“I couldn’t continue lying to you. Not when I know you want me so much and you beat yourself each time you give in and kiss or touch me.” I told him. “Also, my ex is starting to act very crazy with me. He keeps wanting us to get back together and he has been going too far lately.” I added that part because I didn’t want him to think I was throwing everything away just because of him. “So, you are telling me that if Evans wasn’t acting a fool, you would have kept the lying going?” Trick question. I knew it could easily backfire on me so I thought hard before I responded.

It was heart-wrenching to think that my husband would be avoiding me; that was unlike him. “That doesn't matter anymore, right?” I sniffed, tears threatening to fall from my eyes but I didn't let them out. “I’m finally carrying our child, I am going to give him a child and we would go back to how we used to be; a happy couple.” I imagined how surprise Matt would be if I finally tell him and I couldn't just wait for him to get back from work.