Regret Divorcing Husband Novels & Stories

It felt like a terrible nightmare, her worst fear coming to life. "I've kept a divorce paper at home in my drawer. Sign it, and leave my life." Those harsh words repeated in her ears and she just stood there like he was speaking another language. "Let's go, mother. Don't waste your strength on her." Brad said before Maria could say anything else. Her voice sounded croak in her throat but she let it out anyway. "Why? What did I do wrong?"

“Zeke is a prick! For three days now, he's been parading around the Skyline City with Ophelia, going on trips, shopping, and outdoor games with their group of friends. That husband of yours and his family haven’t even bothered to check on you or A more by calling your phone since the accident. They’re all just a bunch of selfish assholes! Her words stung, but it was the truth. Not one of them cared about me or my daughter. I sighed, my chest heavy with frustration. "Yeah, I know they don't care. That's why I can't stay in this anymore." Mary walked over and squeezed my shoulder. “This calls for celebration!” Huh? Who celebrates divorce? Mary continued humming excitedly, “I’m so happy you’re

I continued, "All these years, you know very well how much I've done for you and for the company. He may have signed off on my resignation, but if you had treated me as someone important in the company, my resignation wouldn't have gone through in the first place. "And if you hadn't been so eager to travel abroad with him and had taken just two minutes to look at the divorce agreement I gave you, this divorce wouldn't have gone through so smoothly. "Ruby, you've long stopped loving me. Even without Wilbur, there would have been countless other men. Being married to you was exhausting. I don't have the strength left to love you anymore." With every word I spoke, Ruby's face grew a shade paler

Who the hell jokes about divorce? “She’s just mad. She’s not really leaving me.” Aaron’s voice was calm. Too calm. Inwardly, Aaron cursed himself—he had to have lost his mind. The Emily he knew, the woman he married, wasn’t someone who would just throw everything away. She was just angry. There’s no way she actually wanted to end it. No way. He’d pushed too hard, too fast. But once she cooled down, she’d remember why she loved him. That had to be it.

I touched it gently. Three years ago, I gave up my career for this marriage. Three years later, I was leaving with nothing. Tears gently rolled down from my eyes I looked around the villa one last time. “This is goodbye,” I whispered. The next morning, the divorce was finalized. By afternoon, I was gone. Adrian did not know. He did not know that the woman he divorced that day was no longer the same woman he once ignored. And he definitely did not know that one day, he would regret signing those papers more than anything else in his life.

he said. There was no love in any of the words that came out of Chris’s mouth. How ironic. Finally, thirteen years of marriage had to end badly, and all because of my mistakes and stupidity. If only I could have controlled my wild sexual desires, maybe this divorce wouldn’t have happened. Regret always comes at the end. That afternoon, I left the mansion I had lived in for thirteen years. The servants helped me pack all my belongings and put them in the car.

"See why I told you a divorce was the wrong move? But you didn't listen, now it's not even up to two months and you are regretting it," "I am not regretting it," He lied, he did, he regretted asking for a divorce the moment those papers arrived at his office, but he had stupidly gone ahead with it, now he wanted to go back to that day and take back everything, not just that, he wanted to go back in time to the day of the incident and make sure Nicole didn't leave the house if only he could do that. "Keep lying to yourself," "Well, I am not the only one lying to myself, you are doing just that,"

"Dad, Mom and Patrick are actually in love. You've been standing in their way for over 20 years. Don't you feel any shame? You've got nothing left to give us anyway. He's the only one who can give us a better life. "And just getting divorced isn't enough either. Patrick needs to know you've moved on, so you need to remarry. "Dad, do this for me and Connor. Once Patrick's happy, he'll actually be good to us." After I finish paying for my children's weddings and clear the mortgage, my wife brings her wealthy lover home. The whole family gangs up on me, demanding I divorce and remarry someone else. With no way out, I find someone and rush into a marriage. I figure I'll just live out a quiet

His fingers were cold, but his touch carried the weight of all the words he had never said. Tears streamed down his bloodied face as he began to cry, each sob wracking his broken body. “My deepest regret right now, Julia,” he said, his voice barely audible, “is divorcing you… letting a rare gem slip through my fingers. I was a fool to let you go and felt I could get you back.” His hand slid slightly down her cheek as his strength began to fail. “I hope… I hope you can find it in your heart to forgive me,” he whispered, his voice cracking with sorrow. “Forgive your ex-husband… Logan Steele.”

Ever. But then, with an impatient look, he scoffed, “Aria, stop being unreasonable. Is it really so hard to apologize?” I was stunned, hurt by my husband’s disdainful expression and attitude toward me. I couldn’t believe he thought I was joking, and that he was still more focused on that apology! I took a deep breath. “I'm serious, Victor. I want a divorce. I want to leave you.” His eyes narrowed, his impatience giving way to irritation. “Is this one of your tantrums again? It’s not funny at all. This isn’t like you, Aria.”