Novel & Cerita My Ex-wife Wants Me Back

He didn't want that, but he had to. The drive was slow and peaceful, just like the old times before he met Vanessa and took Seraphina for granted. “God, I miss my wife.” Something responded back in his head. “Ex-wife.” and he exhaled and repeated. “Wife.” When he got in the house, it was quiet and cold like Vanessa hadn't stepped foot since she left the office. But Adrian couldn't care less. He sat alone in his penthouse, the memory of Vanessa's words still ringing in his ears as he poured himself a glass of whiskey.

He closed his eyes, her accusations dragging him back to a past he wished he could rewrite. FlashBack Alexander stood in his office, staring at the divorce papers Ava had left behind. Linda stood at the doorway, her arms crossed, her lips curled in a smug smile. “She’ll come back if she truly loves you,” Linda had said, her voice dripping with calculated indifference. “You’re better off without her anyway. You don’t need someone who can’t handle the pressure of your world while I am here”

Suddenly, she thought of a possibility and stared at her intensely, "Are you using me? Pretending to help me with my illness was a lie, the truth is that you are using me to get close to Joseph!" Elianna remained noncommittal. Livia's eyes turned fierce, "Elianna, you shouldn't have come back! So, why did you come back? Are you still not over him? He is my man, don't think you can take him away from me! He is mine, always has been!" Elianna said, "Livia, do you want me to remind you? He was my husband." Livia's face froze. Elianna emphasized each word as she reminded, "I was the legally wedded wife, as long as I restore Myla's identity, our marriage remains intact. And what about you? What r

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.”

"And it never will be. There is no right time for anything, we're the ones who make the time right. You have to tell him, Belle. I feel so bad for him. Everyone closest to you knows except him. He's just like a single candlelight in a dark room. You really have to tell him now." "Well, not until I've gotten rid of the pest trying to weed itself back into our lives first." "What are you talking about?" "It's Rhea. His ex-wife. She's back and she wants him back." "What? You aren't going to let that happen, are you?" I shook my head. "As long as I live and breath." "That bitch. Doesn't she know that you're the one he loves?" "I made it clear to her at our last meeting." She furrowed her brows,

I said. “By lying?” She shot back. “By handling it.” I replied. “Or at least trying to.” She turned away from me, pacing the room. “So let me get this straight. One of your exes shows up out of nowhere, calls you late at night, talks about our family, and wants what exactly?” I swallowed. “She wants me back.” The words hung between us, heavy and ugly. Natasha stopped walking and turned to face me slowly. “Say that again.”

“I’m married. You’re married. You’re mad because your husband’s cheating. I’m mad because she doesn’t want anything to do with me anymore.” “Then she’s not your girlfriend,” I say flatly. “Exactly,” he replies. “But I want her back. She used to do things for me my wife never even tried. Your husband isn’t giving that up.” I think about the way Shane looked at her, the way he held her, and I shake my head. “No. He’s not.” He watches me carefully. “So what do you want?” I lean forward slightly. “I want my husband back. And if that means ruining whatever this is, I will. Even a little public announcement about your daughter. ”

I was in a dilemma; more like I didn't know what I wanted. “ It's not like I completely love her. I mean, I am married now, and she's married too. "My excuses were off balance. My whole expression showed I wanted my ex-wife back. “ Listen, Mr Cylde. I understand it is tough for you but I will give you a straight answer. I see you want your ex-wife back to yourself" he chuckled and continued. “ Things don't work like that, my friend. Opportunities missed may be difficult to get back. Consecrate on your wife, Laura instead.

“I’m not coming back to you Gabriel. Please, just move on. I married Easton with my heart and I shall remain his wife.” I told him and the hurt in his eyes burnt my heart. “I will never give up on us!” He blurted out, holding my arms tighter. I pressed my lips together, holding back tears. “You’ll see Melda, you’ll see how far I’ll go to get us back together.” He whimpered, putting his forehead on my shoulder as he sobbed painfully. My ex husband desperately wanted me back but did I want to go back to him?

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."