My Ex Husband Wants Me Back Mga Nobela at Kwento

We’ve been together for two years, and now he wants to end it just because his ex is back. I didn’t know how to process it—I loved him. Even though our marriage hasn’t been perfect, I always prayed we’d last forever. But now it seems my prayers won’t be answered. He just wants his ex-girlfriend, and my time with him means nothing compared to her. “Freddie, I don’t think you’re thinking clearly right now. Maybe we can go home and talk about it. Just tell me if I’ve done something wrong, and I’ll apologize,” I pleaded, desperate for anything that might work.

"You're finally back. I didn't think you'd still remember that this is your home." He stared at her haggard face. "Well it is, so why wouldn't I come back?" "Are you sure you want this place? Why do you even bother coming back?" "Let's cut to the chase. You want me and Stella to get engaged? Fine, we'll get engaged. From now on, stop bothering Raeleigh. I won't forgive you the next time you do this again." After saying that, he turned on his heel and left. A yell from the room followed, "Stop."

He asked. “Yes.” I sighed. “I want to go to him.” As soon as I said that, Kent dropped his hands to his thighs, letting me go. He looked away from me immediately. “But just the way I want him is the way I want you too, Kent.” “I am torn between my ex-husbands!”

He nods and darts his eyes towards her. “Jessica… my girlfriend. Jessica Williams is back,” he announces without any atom of shame. “Remember the agreement we had? Now that Jessica is back, we should get a divorce so I can marry her.” Jessica Williams? How could Ellodie have forgotten? She takes another step backward, tears welling up in her eyes and lumps upon lumps getting stuck in her throat. She shakes her head, desperately wanting to say something. To fight for them. To keep her marriage intact. To tell him they are expecting a baby.

he said, his voice dangerously close to a shout. My skin burned under his grip. I shoved him off, fury burning in my chest. “Who are you that I shouldn’t walk out at?!” He glared, his voice rough when he spat back, “Your husband. Your ex-husband. And I want you back!” The words hit like a stone. I almost laughed at the audacity, but instead, I hissed, sharp and bitter.

Then I asked again, “Then what do you want from me?” He looked at me for a considerable amount of time, and his eyes seemed to glow eerily in the darkness. After that, he uttered the words, which were words that I didn't anticipate him to say. "I want you to marry me so that my ex would feel the urge to come back to me, if she comes back, then it's done between us, and I'll divorce you as soon as possible." He's a nice-looking guy, but why would a man with his height and perfect looks act like he's desperate for his ex? I nodded my head and twiddled my finger in a sigh.

"It's fine alright, you can't do anything can you?" I simply said, my eyes fixed on his face. “But you know I can do something if you will let me" He said and take a step forward, "I know I am still right here inside your heart. You just have to forgive me and see if there is something for us" I watched him weirdly as he talked nonsense. I wanted to ask him if he is speaking from his ass or head because I can't understand why a man with a wife, not just a wife, but a pregnant one, would be asking his ex to come back to him. Does he want to make me a second wife or he just wants me to foolishly get back with him then he would use and dump me as he did in the past?

I begged her to come back to him, and she refused, even when he asked me out, I asked her if she was fine with it, and she encouraged me to date him, that she was truly done with him— now she is back, and just like that, I have been thrown out. Tears streamed down my eyes as I stared at her, "Why Jessica? Why are you back? You told me you didn't want him." She let out a loud mockery laughter, "Mirabel, you are so gullible. Oh! You felt getting pregnant was the best way to trap him?" she shook her head, "How foolish can you be." "Stop it!" I screamed, I felt like I was being stabbed with thousand knives. "I didn't plan my pregnancy, and you told me you were fine with me being with him."

he shrugged. “You freaking bastard!” I spat and made to limp away. I have been wasting my time with this punk! How could I have entertained the stupid thought that my ex-husband would want to help me? He pulled me back, staring into my eyes with all seriousness. “Let’s make a deal,” he blurted out and my jaws dropped. Deal? What deal is he talking about? Does he want me to return to him? I scoffed at the thought. I’d rather die than be with Caleb again.

I stated, something dark flashed in his eyes. It was barely a shift, but I noticed it clearly. He replaced it with a smile, his hand found the small of my back as he nudged me forward. " You want to get away from your abusive ex husband right? This is the only way, once you get married to him we'll leave the country and then He'll never see you again." His face tightened. " Or are you changing your mind? Do you want to go back to him? Do I have to tell you the things he did to you?"