No Remarriage: You Don't Deserve Me Novels & Stories

Marra spoke right next to Denis' ear. "Listen to me carefully, and I don't like meddling in other people's problems and vice versa. I came here because I must work, not have fun like you. Who do you think you are to think it's that easy to make me your next turn? Just do it with another woman. I'm not even interested in you. Don't be so confident you can have everything, including my pride. If one day there is only one man on this earth, and he is you, I vow to be alone for life because you don't deserve it."

"I don't deserve you. After the way I've treated you, the things I've said—" "You deserve better than me," Liam corrected gently, wiping her tears with his thumb. "You deserve someone who didn't lie, didn't gamble with your consent, didn't marry you under circumstances that were fundamentally fucked up even if I thought I was calling a bluff. But since you're stuck with me—since we made vows and created a life together—I'm going to spend every day trying to become the man you deserve."

I sucked in a breath as hope flickered in my broken heart. “– but I'm not in love with you.” What did that even mean? “I know you're in love with me but I can't give you what you want. You're a wonderful person and you deserve someone who will treat you like that.” “We can work things out. We can go for marriage councell–” “You're not listening, Remi. I don't love you. I'm in love with someone else and I can't keep living like this – denying myself of the happiness I deserve. You want me to be happy right?”

“I've never loved you, and will never be. Don't make me laugh, Xyna. How would I love you? You, a cold-hearted demon? Don't dream so high, a person like you who doesn't care about what people feels don't deserve to be loved and be love. You don't deserve me and I don't deserve someone like you” “I've never loved you, and will never be. Don't make me laugh, Xyna. How would I love you? You, a cold-hearted demon? Don't dream so high, a person like you who doesn't care about what people feels don't deserve to be loved and be love. You don't deserve me and I don't deserve someone like you” I pursed my lips. He's right at what he said at all. I don't deserve him,and he don't deserve me. He deserve

Recalling the past brings back the pain and rage inside my chest. I can't move on until I lay my hands on her. But not here. Her Cheshire cat grin was painted on her red lips. “I didn't ruin your marriage. It was already a disaster when Ronan took you to the altar. You know that.” I clenched my teeth together as I remembered the pain and hardship I experienced from that so-called marriage. But I remained calm. “Anyway, I don't give a damn about the past. Have you had enough of him? If you are, that's good for you.”

"We've already broken up. What are you doing here?" He looked at me with a forced smile. "I've been looking for you for days. Is that the first thing you want to say to me now that we're reunited? Besides, I didn't agree to the breakup. You can't selfishly decide what happens to our relationship, Minerva. We were about to get married, weren't we?" I looked at him icily. "That was just playing house at a pizzeria, not a wedding." Harold laughed in relief when he heard that. "Was that what's been bothering you? You're throwing a tantrum because you're not happy with the wedding! Fine, then. We can prepare for another one.

What more do you want? "If you keep causing a scene, I’m going to retract my offer to remarry you. You’re going to regret it." I could tell he had run out of patience, judging by his expression. Regret? I had already done my part of regretting. I regretted not leaving him sooner. It was only after I left him that I realized that there was more to this world than Emil. "Emil, let me be perfectly clear: I have no intention of remarrying you. In fact, I am already married, so I would appreciate it if you stopped pestering me." I shrugged off his hand and turned to leave.

"But I'm being real now. I'm telling you the truth. I love you. I want you back." "And I'm telling you no." "Because of him?" "Because of me!" I shoved at his chest, and he stumbled back a step. "Because I finally figured out that I deserve better than someone who treats me like a backup plan!" "That's not what I—" "Yes, it is! That's exactly what you did! You kept me on the side while you married someone else, then tried to come crawling back when it didn't work out!" My hands were shaking. "And now you're doing it again, acting like I'm some prize you can win back if you just say the right words!"

Sitting in the car, Mathew observed that this couple was both somewhat pitiful. Obviously, when they left, the two of them shone brightly. When they returned, one person was splashed with wine on his vest, and the other one fell then couldn't walk on her own. It's just going to a party, did it need to be so tumultuous? “Boss, where are we going now?” "Go to the hospital." Katherine did not object. She just turned to look at him and said, “The party isn't over yet. Is it okay for you to leave halfway like that?”

Jessica had actually returned to the South town yesterday just to persuade Morgan to allow her to remarry him? He recalled that night; her indifferent attitude towards him, as if she didn’t care about remarrying at all. These days, Lucas had struggled with the idea. In moments of impulse, he even thought about running to Jessica and telling her to forget about remarrying. However, every time he felt impulsive, he couldn’t help but look at the old phone Jessica had left behind, where each message reminded him of how much she loved him. Lucas felt trapped in a cycle of doubt, unable to escape or figure out how to break free.