Regret Divorcing Husband Novels & Stories

“Won’t you regret it, I mean she is kind and loving, couples usually have their ups and downs but divorcing each other is not the way out and I don’t want you to make a mistake that will turn out to regret tomorrow.” “I will not regret it and my decision will never end up as a mistake, you can go,” I replied coldly and she left. I will never regret letting her go, never.

"I'm not trying to say anything, Gerald. But it looks like you are the one having doubts. Tell me, do you regret the divorce?" "Regret? Of course not!" Gerald said with as much conviction as he could before downing another shot of whiskey. "Why would I regret it? What Desiree did was extremely wrong. She tried to take a life, then manipulated me into marrying her. Besides, you know I never loved her. Our marriage was bound to end soon anyway. I made the best decision by divorcing her." Damian wasn't fooled, staring keenly at Gerald. "Why does it feel like you're trying to convince yourself?"

Remembering that Regan was involved in the death of his twin, who was the lover Ravelina loved so dearly, the hatred in Ravelina’s heart only grew stronger. Ravelina immediately released Regan’s embrace. “Sorry, I have to go.” Ravelina left the room; there was nothing left for her to fight for anymore. This marriage was no longer what she wanted. However, Regan did not seem willing to let Ravelina go. He chased after his wife, who was now almost out of the residence. At that very moment, Viona, who was there, saw Regan. “Regan,…” “Ravelina, we will never get divorced.”

"A woman who loves and respect her husband a lot. A woman who can do anything just for her husband's happiness. Aryan, I'm doing all of these because I don't want you to regret your decision later in the future. I don't know what has happened to you all of a sudden after losing your memory. But believe me, this is not you speaking, I don't know why but my gut tell me that this is not you speaking. There's something wrong somewhere." "First of all, there's nothing to regret about. The only regret I might have is not to divorce and still keeps you in this house. I will surely regret it for the rest of my lives. And secondly, there's nothing wrong with me. I'm fine and I know what I'm doing, no

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.

"Beverly, my decision kills me every night, and yes, you are, once again, correct. I could have handled things better. I could have not hurt Clara like that, but I was blinded by something so flashy that I buried my true feelings, and now, it was back to bite me in the ass!" I was breathless, pained, sweaty, annoyed. There were so many emotions, so much hate that was directed toward myself more than anyone else. Beverly's smile disappeared. "Oh, you do have a heart!" "Surprise," the word fell out empty, void of any enthusiasm. "So if you're going to ask me if I regret it? I do! I fucking regret letting Clara go. I regret it every day, and yes, I'm so sure I want a divorce. I can't keep foldi

“Yeah sure, why not” “So tell us Rosalyn what is your biggest regret?” Henry said. “Gosh I have so many” “Mention the biggest one” “Probably marrying my EX-Husband. He taught me, love, is a natural thing. It can never be forced upon a person. It was a bitter experience but an experience nevertheless” This is the first time Rosalyn is expressing her feelings after her divorce.

She had patted his cheek and told him he was sweet and that he would grow old if he waited for her and that she was going to marry a handsome man and have beautiful children and never think about him again. And now here she was. Thirty five years old. Divorced. Broken. Back home with nothing to show for the past three years except a thousand scars and a heart that didn't know how to trust anymore. And he was coming. After years of waiting, he was finally coming. She wondered what he wanted. Did he want to see her fall apart? Did he want to mock her for the choices she had made, for the man she had married, for the life that had crumbled around her? Did he want to say I told you so and walk a

And I knew Darius had taken her back to Selene her mother, he was rebuilding his family it was clear now, there was no lying to myself anymore, he was with Selene now and that doesn’t change. It was good while it lasted he was done with me now. The pain in my chest was so sharp I could barely breathe but I wouldn’t cry not when I had cried enough while waiting for his return. First, I needed to do what I should have done a long time ago I needed to let him go I couldn’t keep pretending I couldn’t keep waiting for him to leave me like Andrew did. So I would do it first. I would ask for a divorce. It would hurt.

“I understand you have to be with the mother of your child. I'm not disputing that fact.” “What are you saying, Maya?” Larry raised his voice, his hands balled into a fist. “I'm saying it's pointless being in this marriage. Let's get a divorce so you can be with her” I replied. “For the sake of your happiness and your child.” “No” Brandy sobbed. “Don't end your marriage because of me, please. It was a mistake.” I was done listening to them. “Call me when you've signed the divorce papers. I'll be waiting” I declared, turning to leave.