My Ex-wife Wants Me Back Mga Nobela at Kwento

“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."

What happens when she's one month long? "Jonathan!" Ciara calls out, snapping me out from my thoughts. "Yes?" "I asked what brings you by?" Could I really ask Ciara to accompany Alena to meet Julia when she already had so much to deal with?. No. I couldn't bring myself to do it. "It's nothing" I assure her with a smile. "I just missed you" "I'm not buying that Jonathan" She says. "Tell me why you're really here" I sighed. Here goes nothing then. "You see the thing is that..My ex-wife is back"

His fingers tightened on my cheeks and he pressed them hard, forcing my mouth open. Wide eyed, I stared at him. There was raw anger behind those eyes, I had provoked the beast in him and I was scared for my life. “Sign this divorce papers Freya, right now! Or you will regret it." I summed up courage, I would not let him break what we had. “If I sign this divorce papers, you will regret it!." He laughed. “I already got my inheritance money, what can you do? Report me to my dead father?." Genevieva snickered.

I repeated. "I know," she whispered. For a moment, I didn’t know what to say anymore. How could I argue with that? How could I convince her to walk away when she was so stubborn about marrying me? She was obsessed with me! "Fine," I finally said, pulling my hands away and stepping back. "If this is really what you want, then so be it. But don’t say I didn’t warn you, Aria!” “Of course,” she said. “Damn it, Aria!” I cursed at her. “How much do you want? How much should I give you just to back out of this marriage thing?”

I find myself whisper-asking, the sheer exhaustion making my guard slip. The question actually seems to get to him. He stops, his intense gaze locking onto mine. “Why are you so adamant about getting me back?” I press, my voice shaking with a mix of anger and old pain. “Why do you suddenly want me back now? So I can return to being the scrounging, invisible wife who watches her husband be everything to others but absolutely nothing to her? We are not going to have this conversation again. Until you’ve actually looked inside yourself and seen where and how you did me wrong, you are not allowed to think of me. You aren't even allowed to breathe my name.”

he thought. "Son, did you hear me?" Nick asked, pulling him out of his reverie. "Yes, Dad, I heard, and it's the best news I could have received. She's still my wife, and I just have to win her back. However, Galata must continue to think she's my ex, because otherwise, she'll find a way to make the divorce effective, and I can't allow that," he replied, still thoughtful. "Is something wrong?" his father asked him.

Confusion strikes my brain like a bullet, scattering pieces of it all over my head. “What the hell are you talking about?” My eyes are searching all over his rage contorted face for answers I know I will not find on it. “I saved your father’s company and I can ruin it again.” His tone is dark and wicked. And now I’m genuinely scared because I’m confused and oblivious to what he is trying to insinuate. “You wanted this marriage so badly… you wanted the fancy title of Mrs. Wesley and now you think you can just back out of it because things aren’t going your way?”

She says softly completely out of clue. Robert sighed. "My ex wife Bertha wants to come back to me. I divorced her because she was cheating on me and happily went off with her lover boy but when she found out he wasn't that rich and was faking everything, she wants me back..." he said and she was rendered speechless. "..but the thing is, I don't want her back and she won't back off until she knows that I've moved on and for that I need your help." He says clearly and she just blinked at the table.