Regrets After Divorce Novels & Stories

She raged at him, "When will you let me live? I thought we were divorced. You wanted me gone! "When will you stop bullying me? You have no right to touch me now that I don't have feelings for you anymore!" "I regretted it," he croaked with tears in his eyes. Unlike her, he could not afford to display his emotions openly. In the two decades, he had kept his feelings under strict control to the point that he was clueless about how to express himself. "What did you just say?" she questioned, her eyes wide open in bewilderment. "Alyssa, I regretted the divorce. I regretted letting you go. Would you give our relationship a second chance?"

"I'm not misunderstanding anything. I've been standing outside that door for quite a while. I heard everything you said." I took two steps closer, letting out a cold laugh. "Has anyone ever told you how shameless you are? Constantly bringing up the past, rehashing old stories—do you enjoy picking through cold leftovers that much?" "If you truly cared about Ryan, why did you remarry afterward? You made your choices. Why are you suddenly full of regrets now? Where was this attitude before?"

started Fred Senior, “you see, I wanted to apologize.” I was taken aback as he spoke the words. This is not what I was expecting. He continued. “I know if it weren’t for my, should we say, meddling, dear child, I’m not sure you and Fred would have married, and all this sorrow could have been avoided. I can see the sadness in both your eyes.” “No, it’s not your fault. I had loved Fred, and I don’t regret marrying him. It’s just unfortunate the way things have turned out,” I tried to reassure him, but deep down I knew some of his words were true.

“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 thought you should know that your daughter has abandoned her marriage vows, taken a child away from his father, and is now—well, I'll let you draw your own conclusions about her relationship with her new employer." The silence on the other end of the line was thick with unspoken judgment. "She divorced you," Robert repeated slowly. "Abandoned her marriage." "Without warning. Without attempting counseling or reconciliation. She simply decided she was done and left." Thomas injected just the right amount of wounded dignity into his voice. "I tried to make our marriage work despite—well, despite everything. But apparently my efforts weren't enough." "She was never grateful," Robert muttered,

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

“Brother, if you truly care for my sister-in-law, you need to show it through concrete actions. You’ve been living apart for three years since your marriage… that’s extremely detrimental to a couple’s relationship.” I paused, softening my tone. “Communication is crucial between spouses. Look at me and Everett… it was poor communication that led us to this point.” He pondered for a moment before asking, “So do you regret it?” I froze, then laughed. “No regrets.” Divorce wasn’t entirely a bad thing… it had made me see some of my past mistakes clearly. As for Everett, I wasn’t entirely sure, but judging by his recent behavior, he too had accepted the outcome of our divorce.

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

But deep inside, something about her final look unsettled him. Rosemary dragged her suitcase toward the door. As she stepped out, Adrian’s voice rang behind her. “Don’t ever come back to my house after the divorce, Rosemary. I will never take you back again!”

“I have asked you several times what I need to do to make you change your mind about this whole divorce conversation, but you’re not even trying at all. Sometimes I feel like you regret getting married to me in the first place.” “Sometimes? You should honestly feel like that every time because that is the truth. I want to believe that I have said it’s not once or twice today. I regret ever getting married in the first place because I feel like that’s one of the biggest mistakes that I have ever made.” She didn’t say anything, and she didn’t tear up, which is a very different side of her because I know the old her would’ve started trying to act beautiful, but she didn’t this time. I guess she