Remarry My Ex Wife Novels & Stories

“Whether you are with my child or not, I have always planned to do this. Apologize to you in the right way. And ask you to be mine again.” To avoid spilling the tears behind my eyes again, I turn my gaze away. “I can't marry you again, Richard. How do I tell people that I remarried my ex-husband? I am not even sure how to tell people about my pregnancy. I'm not sure I am ready for this…” Pain ravages his face.

What more do you want? "If you keep causing a scene, I’m going to retract my offer to remarry you. You’re going to regret it." I could tell he had run out of patience, judging by his expression. Regret? I had already done my part of regretting. I regretted not leaving him sooner. It was only after I left him that I realized that there was more to this world than Emil. "Emil, let me be perfectly clear: I have no intention of remarrying you. In fact, I am already married, so I would appreciate it if you stopped pestering me." I shrugged off his hand and turned to leave.

"It's fine alright, you can't do anything can you?" I simply said, my eyes fixed on his face. “But you know I can do something if you will let me" He said and take a step forward, "I know I am still right here inside your heart. You just have to forgive me and see if there is something for us" I watched him weirdly as he talked nonsense. I wanted to ask him if he is speaking from his ass or head because I can't understand why a man with a wife, not just a wife, but a pregnant one, would be asking his ex to come back to him. Does he want to make me a second wife or he just wants me to foolishly get back with him then he would use and dump me as he did in the past?

I would have loved her properly. Maybe. No. I knew that wasn't true. I would have used her money the same way I used everything else about her. I would have taken and taken until there was nothing left. Just like I always did. My landline rang, cutting through my thoughts. I walked over and picked it up, my hands still shaking with rage. "Hello?" "Adrian? Your ex-wife remarried." I closed my eyes. Of course. "You're her relative. Why are you calling again? You should have told me about this years ago. We wouldn't be in this pickle."

"One week! You divorced one week ago! And now you're back to remarry?!" "What do you think this is? A seven-day return policy? A wholesale outlet?" I laughed sheepishly. "This time it's for real. Really remarrying." The fox rolled her eyes. "That's what you said last time about the divorce." Jace spoke calmly. "This time it's real." She looked at him, looked at me, and finally let her gaze drop to our interlocked fingers. "Fine, fine. Hang on, I'll get wolfie."

Years of being in a relationship that the husband was in love with his ex has been hard, at times I wonder if he pictured Laura when he fucked me. Though that happens almost every year, I could count the number of times Jackson fucked me while we were married with my fingers and yet they expect me to be magically pregnant. I walked out of the law firm and took a deep breath. I have done the first step. The second step is to get some tickets and leave this goddamn town.

She hesitated, then said softly, “You already have… complicated ties in your life. Georgia, Kimberly… There's a lot of history there. “Kimberly has your daughter. And Georgia… She claims she has a son for you. “Maybe… instead of chasing something new, you should try to fix what’s already there. I mean… with Kimberly, of course, not Georgia. Who knows… maybe she’d still give you a chance.” Dylan looked away briefly, exhaling slowly through his nose. Alicia leaned forward slightly. “I’m trying to rebuild myself from scratch. I've lost my marriage. I lost my father. I even lost my inheritance because of my stepmother. Right now, all I want is peace and a fresh start. Not emotional confusion.”

Ava thought of denying it but realized that there was no point in doing so. “Well … something like that … I’ve discovered that I'm beginning to catch feelings for my ex-husband again. I mean, I don’t want to, because I feel we’re better as friends, and besides, what good is falling for him going to do? It’s not like we can get married again, spend the rest of our lives together, or something.” “Why not?” “Huh?” Ava asked dumbly. “Is there a law I'm unaware of that prohibits someone from getting married to the person that they got divorced from before again?”

Was this really happening? “Avery,” King began, his voice steady but full of emotion. “We’ve been through more than most people can handle—just you, me, and now our two little munchkins, who have turned life into something I never even imagined. We’ve walked separate paths, made some mistakes, and still, we found our way back to each other. And every step apart just made me realize how empty life is without you by my side. I don’t want to go another day without calling you my wife—again. Will you remarry me, and let’s keep making this wild, beautiful journey together?” There wasn’t even a moment of hesitation. “Yes,” I said, my voice cracking with joy. “Yes, I’ll marry you.”

Love found us, we found love and, in our love, in our marriage, we’ve conquered all, even death. I stared at my beautiful kids and whole family and think back to my marriage to Jordan. Then to the second time we had taken the vow. He had asked for us to remarry since the circumstances we got married under was filled with lies and manipulation. And just like a dream wedding he gave me the first time, he did the same the second. Thinking back to those two weddings and all that had happened so far. My life was fulfilled, it was whole, my journey on earth was a mission well accomplished.