My Powerful Ex Wants Me Back Novels & Stories

I gave him five years of everything I had. What I got back was a stolen life, a bad name, and a young son who calls my husband's glamorous girlfriend "Mommy." My cruel family wants to see me cry and break down after this other woman moved in and took my place. But I just turn my back and walk away into the dark. The next time I come back to this city, they won't even recognize the strong person they see. Now, my worthless ex-husband knows he messed up and desperately begs for me to return. But I don't go back to old mistakes. Unless, coming back is the only way to completely ruin him.

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 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 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.

A snap of her finger was all Hazel did to bring me back this time. "What the hell happened?" She frowned and stared at me like I was a nutcase. Maybe I am. Otherwise why would my cheeks be burning up at the thought that my ex husband wants me back? Why did I react the way I did when I was in his office the other day? Why did I say those things to him, like I meant it? "He told me he wants to get back together." I dropped the bomb and as expected, I got the dramatic pause. Except this time it was longer...far longer until all hell let loose.

He was obviously not interested in carrying out his plans anymore, judging from what I saw earlier while walking in. ''Plans?'' I questioned, forcing my wrist out of his strong grip, ''Your ex wife is back into your life. And I know for sure that you're dropping the revenge we've been planning. So what plans are you blabbing about?'' ''Look, Valerie. It's not like that, okay? Rebecca really looks repentant of her actions. And I—'' ''Just hold it right there,'' I snarled, interrupting his sentence, ''It's none of my business if you want her back in your life and house. I really don't care anyway.''

"And who might you be? Her rebound? You're just her ex-husband, and I know she still has feelings for me. She just needs some time to come to terms with it." That was the final straw for me. I couldn't fathom how Elijah had the audacity to reenter my life and act as if he still had a hold on me. Stepping forward, my voice quivered with anger. "Elijah, you have no right to show up here and attempt to win me back. You shattered my heart, betrayed my trust. I will never take you back, and I don't require any time to realize that. I am content with Marcus, and we're already engaged."

“I want to know. Maureen has always been vicious and a convincing liar. I imagine she would have painted pictures of our past, wielding it like a weapon to get to you, tell me what she said, I… need to know” I chewed on my tongue. He hit the nail on the head with that one. “She said you’ll get back together with her, and it was only a matter of time, you always go back to her” I didn’t want to believe her. But evidence dictated otherwise. She was the only one in his long line of exes that he’d gotten back with, repeatedly. “For that, I’ll ensure the only job she can find on this side of the continent is a barrister, on earning it on her back.” He growled. “and?”

Ask her how many lies she fed you to keep me blind. Mrs. Clara’s mouth opened, but no words came out. Ryan stood. Slowly. The movement of a man who had made a decision and was done negotiating with the past. Mom, he said. His voice thundered through the room, bouncing off the marble and the crystal and the lies they’d all lived in. I want Sandra back. And no one is stopping me. Not you. Not Jasmine. Not the whole world if it comes to that. Mrs. Clara’s voice dropped to a whisper. But it cut sharper than any shout.