No Remarriage: You Don't Deserve Me Mga Nobela at Kwento

For rushing to see the man who had dismissed her without a second thought. Ruan’s physical pain vanished from her sight, replaced by a whirlwind of corrosive memories. She could feel the old scars on her heart reopening. The end of the marriage. She had filed for divorce, but Ruan had abandoned her first. Megan’s triumphant return to the city—even after years of marriage and a child to raise—made Ruan instantly run to the woman who had left him at the altar.

He had frowned and told me, "Nora, marriage feels like a burden to me. The baby can have your name or mine, it doesn't matter. I don't need a marriage license to give you both a good life." He gave me everything I asked for for five years, except commitment. I had truly believed he didn't believe in marriage. But now, I knew the truth. It wasn't about marriage. It was about who he wanted to marry. I let out a bitter laugh, turned to head back inside, and walked downstairs with the resignation letter in my hands. Dean's car had already pulled away from the curb. Emily was still crying in Graham's arms. He held her carefully, wiping the tears from her face.

... While I waited for my dress, Desmond appeared out of nowhere, grabbing my arm and pulling me outside. He looked scruffy and unhinged. "Let's go to City Hall and get our marriage certificate." My head spinning, I realized he had lost it. I yanked my arm free, glaring at him. "How long are you gonna keep this up? Do you have to ruin my life? Can't I have a good day? I wasted 13 years on you. Can't you stop being so selfish?"

I've always wanted Esmeralda. But want isn't the same as deserve. And I don't deserve her. Not after what I did. Not after how I treated her. Even if her marriage to Damien is fake. Even if she married him for revenge. Even if none of it was real. I still don't deserve a second chance. --- I go upstairs to Vivienne's room. She's nursing Charlotte. Doesn't look up when I walk in. "I'm releasing a statement," I say. "About what?"

Before he got close enough to try anything, I stood up, breathing heavily, angry. "You’re crazy! I love my husband!" I was surprised by my own statement. Ethan looked up, stunned. "That’s right! I LOVE HIM!" I shouted louder, excited by my own words. "And you know what!? I also love myself enough to realize that I don’t deserve this!" I pointed at both of us. "I’m not here to end up as the woman you settle for because things didn’t work out. I don’t deserve that! I’m worth more than that! And even if I were single, I wouldn’t go back to you. Actually, I’m too much for you, and that’s why you let me go—you don’t deserve me!"

After hearing this, Jeffrey's friends said happily, "Jeffrey, you're going to become the CEO!" Jeffrey, with a smug expression, warned me, "Don't assume marrying me will bring you success. Your arrogance annoys me. I've learned from my past mistakes. I'll marry you, but not into your family. Also, ensure a good position for Rosalie before our marriage." Before I could clarify that my wedding plans had nothing to do with him, I was surprised to discover that he, too, was reborn. In my previous life, it was a Zachary family servant's reminder that revealed their affair. With a fresh start, he seemed no different.

“There it is again—compassion.” “You make it sound like it's something bad.” I frowned. He shook his head. “I don't say it's bad. It's just that not everyone deserves it. I'm not the one who does.” Curiosity stole most of my self-restraint, and I spectacularly failed to keep my mouth shut. “And what did you do that makes you unworthy of compassion?” His features sharpened, and I instantly regretted asking. “I'm sorry… I shouldn't—”

I dont want to share anything with him as i felt he wont understand. Lets go, I went to put him back to sleep. I needed to sleep too so i as to prepare for the court, Tomorrow is the official day for us to divorce. I was standing in front of the courtroom at exactly nine o'clock.All that i have passed through in these years in this house is,humiliation and disrespect.I dont think i married here but rather came here to serve micheal as a slave. She looks in his way and cleans her eyes and the words crop out of her mind asif she has rehearsed them several times,

It seems that I have made progress in relation to my faults, but what happens is completely the opposite, because I only take two steps and take several steps back because I know that I do not deserve this gram of happiness. “I don't deserve you to be my partner, after several rejections and getting you pregnant, I don't deserve you to be my mate.” I whisper in pain. “Are you going to reject me again?” she asks with a cold look that prevents me from moving.

“Let’s go get our marriage license right now. Tomorrow, I’ll start planning the wedding. I’ll take care of everything. You just need to be the groom-to-be. Yes, let’s go now.” Just as I was about to break free, Eugene appeared at the doorway. “Harper, Jayden is about to marry someone else. Why can’t you just let him go? “Besides, you promised me you wouldn’t get married for five years. You just said you wouldn’t break your word. Are you going back on it now?” Harper’s gaze toward Eugene no longer carried the earlier complexity or reluctance. Only coldness and disgust remained. “Get lost. From this moment on, you’re fired. Jayden wouldn’t be marrying someone else if it weren’t for you!