Regret Divorcing Husband Novels & Stories

“Why would she ask to see me of all people?” “Because Sophia is an angel from the sky. She still thinks of monsters like you even in pain.” I smiled sadistically, “The way you speak of me, you would think we weren’t married at some point.” He stared at me through the rearview mirror, “Of all my regrets, marrying you was my biggest one.” His words stung more than they should. “You know, even though you’ve hurt me to the point of no repair, I wouldn’t even say what you just said—especially to your face.”

If I hadn't known the truth a long time ago, I might have been moved by her display of motherly love. "I'm glad you're safe. As long as you're safe, these years of my coma have been worth it..." "Ryan, I heard from Jessica. You got married, but Grandpa wouldn't let you marry her..." "Oh look at me, saying all this. Ms. Wilson, please don't mind. They were so in love back then. I just feel regretful." I smiled ambiguously. "Please don’t mind? For the sake of your daughter, Mr. Frost and I are getting divorced soon."

I shift my eyes to her and let her see the truth of my words “Was just wondering how our daughter would have looked like, had we had another baby after Noah” “You didn’t want any more children with me” she points out as pain and heartache filters through her soul. “I know” I sigh. “It’s one of my many regret” Fuck. I had a lot of regrets and so much to make up for. Not just the years during our marriage, but even before that.

~Rose~ I spent the next few hours wandering the streets, completely lost. I couldn’t wrap my head around the fact that I had just divorced James. Maybe it wouldn’t hurt this much if I had never loved him. But I did. Deeply. And now my chest ached as I thought about all the madness I endured during our marriage, the times I obsessed over him while he was out chasing other women. Eventually, my legs gave in and I decided to head home. At least there, I could find comfort… maybe even cry in my parents’ arms.

“Not as your wife. Not as someone waiting for you. Just as Elena.” For perhaps the first time, he didn’t ask what he could do to stop the divorce. “I wish I’d understood this before you had to leave,” he said instead. “So do I,” I said. There was sadness between us, not anger. We both understood, I think, that timing mattered — that understanding something too late didn’t make the understanding meaningless, but it also couldn’t undo what the delay had already cost. “Do you regret us?” he asked. “No,” I said, and meant it. I remembered our wedding, our first year, the quiet moments and the laughter, the genuine life we had built. “I don’t regret loving you,” I said. “I regret losing myself wh

At the girl who thought love meant staying. “Okay,” I said. “I’ll call him.” That night, from a secure line, I dialed. He picked up on the first ring. “Wife,” he said. “Don’t call me that.” “Why? The court still says we’re married.” He sounded amused. “Did you like the video? I thought it was very romantic.” “You’re going to prison, David.” “Am I?” A rustle. Like he was sitting down. “Tell me something, Sarah. Why did you take the USB? Why not just leave it?”

If Tony was angry before, that should have pushed him over the edge. “You hired what I threw away and now you are marrying her!” he blurted, voice shaking with jealousy he pretended not to have. “You are really crazy, you know.” I smiled—not kindly, not politely, but the type of smile someone wears when they’ve already won a war the other person doesn’t even realize is over. “Yeah, well… you fired and divorced the very woman who is going to destroy you. And that’s like the biggest mistake in your life, you know. And I bet you, you are going to regret it.”

"We've known each other for more than eight years now. Courted for a few months, married for two years, and divorced for over five years now. Ever since we met. It was an instant attraction, and the way she looks at me, or the way I look at her, no one has ever looked at me the way she did. The connection was undeniable. Everyone could see it, even though her family wasn't in support of our union, she sacrificed her inheritance for me, and that's when I knew, there was no one else in the world for me, but her. And, we were perfect. She was everything I could have ever asked for, and more. So much more." "But, what went wrong?" "Everything went wrong. After two years of being married, her bes

"Doesn't that wealthy husband of yours own like a dozen properties? Why do you need to stay with me? Some kind of rich people roleplay thing?" I bit my lip. "I'm divorcing him. Walking away with nothing but what's mine." There was a shocked silence on the other end before Maya exclaimed, "Are you serious? I thought you said it was love at first sight with him!" "Yeah, well... I married in the heat of the moment only to discover I was just a clown in his circus," I replied, forcing lightness into my voice. "If it's inconvenient, I can always find a hotel." "No, no, no! You're absolutely staying with me!" Maya quickly responded. "But listen, Serena... since you're divorcing him and won't be sp

But then a message popped. “I regret it everyday. I regret ever getting with Camille, I regret pushing my family aside. I am truly sorry, Diana. I know that nothing I say or do will bring our little Angel back, but I'm trying everyday to be a better man. Today is the last day you'll be my wife. I'm sending the divorce papers tomorrow. I've already signed my part. I want you to be safe. That's all that matters to me.” Has Nathan been possessed by a ghost?