Open Marriage Regret Novels & Stories

I whispered. "I can't," he said. He reached out to touch my hand, and I flinched. He looked hurt. "I regret that open marriage contract, Elena. I was stupid. I was young and I wanted to be a player. But these five years... all I thought about was you. I realized you were the only thing that was real." "Mark, it’s been fifteen years since we said I do,” I said, trying to keep my voice steady. "That life is dead. You can't just fix that with an apology."

"That's brave. Or stupid. I haven't decided which yet." "Can't it be both?" "With you? Probably." Something shifted in the room. Not forgiveness exactly. But acceptance. Acknowledgment that we were both figuring this out and neither of us had a manual. "Can I ask you something?" I said. "Haven't you been asking me things for the last twenty minutes?" "This is different. Personal." "Go ahead." "Do you regret marrying me? Knowing what you know now? How I operate?" He looked at me for a long time. "No. I don't regret it. I regret that I didn't see who you were sooner. That I tried to fit you into a box you were never going to stay in."

And I couldn’t help but let out a small laugh. Her excitement was making me equally excited. If my husband thought suggesting an open marriage was a good idea, he was about to learn just how wrong he was.

If he opened up to me, I could help him. What could be so difficult to say? Although, thinking about it, if he ends up telling me he is a married man, not only would I never see him again, but for the first time in my life, I would kick someone in the balls, or well, I would try. I mean, the man kissed me and I kissed him back, and I loved it. I do not regret that, and if he were married, it would bother me a lot, but regret it? God, no.

Cherry interrupts, she asked her question in a way to leash her regret for giving up her virginity to a man whore she loves. “No I don’t Cherry. I’ve seen and heard many who have done that and regret it in the end, but those who don’t regret it end up together, baby or not.” “So you believe in sex after marriage?” “I do! My parents might be crazy but they made it known to me it is very important as a woman or a man to reserve yourself for marriage because God approves it and blesses those who honor his commandments. Even though no one seems to respect the maker and his plans to give everyone a happy marriage many engage themselves in unholy things and many are living in regrets! They don’t k

Gwen and I have been going on a lot of dates and I have found out that I need to complete the process. I want us to be a family again, I want her to be my wife. She’s too special to let go and though I’m just finding out about this now I'm not ready to let her go. She is mine. I regret not knowing this before, I regret not seeing this sweet and caring side of her while we were still married. I have always painted her to be a clingy lady but little did I know that when she’s in love or likes someone, she does it with everything she has.

She said that the two of us weren't at the same level and my days would be very hard. I smiled back then and said that I was just a fake daughter of an affluent family, so I was still the same as James in terms of status level. We were both from a poor family background. I felt that I didn't care if I had a difficult life. I was willing to accept everything because I fell in love with James. Rory shook her head back then and said that I was going to regret my decision. She was right. I was now regretting my decision. I had been wondering recently, would I live for a couple more years if I hadn't married James?

Freya swallowed hard and clenched her fists, pissed off. “This is the last straw, Desmond. After all these years of our marriage, you still thought it was okay to cheat on me in the open. You don't value me or your son. It's a shame that I just realized that now. I can't believe you think nine years of marriage is a joke!” Freya's whole body was visibly shaking in rage as the tears kept flooding her face. She didn't think she was going to forgive this one so easily.

Ava exclaimed, her eyes widening. "Of course! We're married now. We need to live together without our parents around. They can visit us in our own home when they have spare time!" Trevor explained, making his daughter feel uneasy. "Gosh! So disgusting! I hate this life! Marriage life is actually not easy! And I regret marrying you, asshole!" "Me too!" he quickly responded. "What?" Ruby and Maureen exclaimed with rolling eyes. "You haven't even started yet, then you're regretting it right away?" she couldn’t help but to ask her daughter.

Tori’s voice was barely a whisper. “It was a mistake.” I exhaled heavily. “But you’re unhappy with your marriage.” “I’ve lived with that for the past three years, surely I can do that for a few more.” “Really? You’re going to do this?” “I ask again. How much to make you leave and keep quiet?” “I don’t want your goddamned money. You’re going to regret this.” She picked up her bag and walked out the door, slamming it behind her. I had to hold myself back from screaming my lungs out. Lately, I found myself doing things and regretting them immediately.