My Ex Still Loves Me Novels & Stories

After finding out in the next day that Xiara, his former wife after signing the divorcement paper left their home was dead, he didn’t believe it at all but secretly investigated because he doesn’t get to see a corpse inside the car or even a an ash that could be used to his former wife funeral, so despite of the complaints and rude words that was closely acquainted or even a former colleagues of his wife that had a good relationship with them, he doesn’t made a funeral for his ex-wife that no matter where to look, was very rude and without any manners to the dead, even he thought that even though he doesn’t believe such a thing as the death of his ex-wife, he finds his manner very rude too a

“You don’t understand, Dawn. Not as friends. Let’s start again as a couple. I still love you. My love for you hasn’t changed, even when I was angry with you before. You’ve always been in my heart. Since you left, I haven’t looked for anyone else. So please, let’s give ourselves a chance. I’ll court you—I’ll take it step by step this time. I won’t rush things like before.” I froze, stunned by his words. My heart raced as though it wanted to escape my chest. He still loves me. After seven years, I’m still the one he loves. Despite all the pain I caused, despite his anger, he still loves me. A warm feeling spread through my heart, easing some of the weight I carried. Over the years, I’ve had no

"You've managed to impress me and make me fall in love with you. I won't do anything that will hurt you. You have nothing to worry about, you have my support now and always. No matter what happens." No matter what happens. What if something changes? Will this promise still be there? What if things become really hard and tough for him? "What if something unexpected happens tomorrow? Will your feelings for me still remain the same?" I asked. "Nothing will change. I love you now and always. I am consistent with my promise." But he used to love his ex girlfriend who is now dead. He must have promised her the same way he's doing now. He has stopped loving her, what if the same things happens to m

I replied then avoided looking at him. "So, why don't you want to talk to him? Because you still love him?" he asked again. I couldn't speak right away because I couldn't deny that there was still a part of me that still loved Jackson but I didn't want him anymore. I know that my feelings for him won't go away anytime soon, especially since it's only been three months since we broke up. "I-I don't love him anymore," I denied but I couldn't stop my stuttering. "It's okay. I feel that you still love your ex-"

I answered. "Do you still love your ex wife?" She asks. I shake my head right away, "It’s not her. I love someone else." I say. She looks even more sorrowful by my response. "It's not you.’ I made it clear. She scoffs, “I hoped.” “And it's definitely not my ex wife after what she has done to me.” I say again, to make it clear that I am over Audrey. “I've always loved this certain woman for a few years now. It’s just always going to be her, I guess."

There’s a brief silence, before he asks, “About… about your ex, do you, by any chance, still love him?” I gawk at him with a crinkled face. And with the absence of any tiny bit of doubt, I answer, “No, not anymore. Actually, he has barely crossed my mind ever since I left my pack and when he does cross my mind, everything that I recall about him is something negative.”

It was the loser who I thought I was in love with. “Don't text me again.” “I don't know why you're so mad at me, Mami. What we had was real love.” “Real love without money, I'm out; don't text me; I might have a chance with my ex-husband; who knows?” “No, you don't. He has another woman in his arms. I heard this from my buddy still working at the mansion.” “What? Are you sure about this? “Yes, Mami, just come to me.”

"Don't you get it? You are lucky because your ex-boyfriend still loves you. Meanwhile the other girls there are still begging their exes to come back. But you? Your ex himself is begging you to come back to him. You are indeed lucky." "What the hell are you saying? Jeez. Can you please do not mention him?" "Do you really hate him that much? Why?" "It's not that I hate him." "You mean, you love him still?" She asks while giggling. "What? I didn't say that." "Err? So what are you trying to say? You are not angry with him. You don't love him either. If so, how do you feel for Khai?" "You know what, stop being so nosy. Come on, hurry. I am hungry. You are hungry too." I say and walk past her.

He ended up letting a hum as he handed me my phone and I coughed awkwardly as I pocketed it again. “So, you’re really no longer in love with your ex? Or was that still an act?” He drawled and I bristled in irritation as I looked up at him. “Why would I still be in love with him?” I demanded, voice filled with disbelief. “I told you he roped me. He set me up. Why would I still be in love with someone like that?” He shrugged as he kept staring down at me, then the side of his lips twitched.

I got out of the car. Once Julian had locked the car, he walked by my side. He then gave me a meaningful glance. "It seems that your ex-husband still has feelings for you." "We lived together for six years," I said with a smile. "Even if we were just roommates, it would still feel weird if I suddenly moved away, right?" Julian chuckled softly. "You don't believe he loves you?" "I love Willow now, and I loved them in the past," I explained. "I know all too well what it's like to love someone."