Remarry My Ex Wife Novels & Stories

Three Years of Nothing Don’t push your luck, Sandra. I only married you as repayment for saving my life. Not because I love you. I only love Jasmine.Ryan’s voice was flat, bored, like he was reading a grocery list. If you’re not comfortable with that, I can have the divorce papers prepared immediately. He didn’t wait for an answer. He shoved her aside with his shoulder and headed for the door. The words hit her ribs like a physical blow. Sandra dropped to her knees, hand clutching her chest as if she could keep her heart from splitting open. The tears came hot, instant, shameful. She didn’t even hear Mrs. Clara come in.

"I want you to be realistic. The will forced this courtship. She's playing along for her own reasons—probably revenge. You think she's going to fall back in love with you over coffee?" "No." My voice stays level. "But I think she'll remember I loved her enough to learn her order by heart. That's a start." Marcus laughs—sharp, humorless. "You're delusional." "Maybe. But I'm showing up. That's more than I did five years ago." His face shutters. We don't talk about the wedding that didn't happen. About my disappearing act. About the two years I spent falling apart while Marcus held Kane Industries together.

He didn't even recognize me. When he started to look closer, Evelyn quickly blocked his view. "Babe, this shameless woman keeps saying she's your wife!" Then, she pouted and cried harder. "I'm only thinking about your reputation." Adrian wiped her tears with tender care. "Don't get upset. People like her aren't worth it. You're pregnant, remember? You wanted that painting from the House of Wexley, right? I'll get it for you. Be good." His words humiliated me. I never imagined that after just three years abroad, Adrian would already have an illegitimate child.

“Is it so bad or unusual for me to want to know how my ex-wife is doing?” I sighed and sat back down. “I’m sorry, but after you pretty much threw me aside for another woman at a party I was hosting for you, I have my doubts.” “And I’m sorry about that.” He reached across the table for me, but I retracted both my hands. “I’ve been thinking…can’t we just start over?” I rolled my eyes. “Really, you want to start over?” “Of course. I don’t think our marriage really had a fair chance, so I’d like to try again.”

“From the moment I met you, I knew I wanted you to be my wife. We may have gotten married under the weirdest circumstances but that was the beginning of our journey together.” “William…” I trailed off in a choked-out voice. "I want to spend the rest of my life making new memories with you, exploring the world together, and building a life filled with love and laughter. Will you remarry me? I promise to love you, cherish you, and make you happy for the rest of our lives.” He smiled up at me. “I love you, Eliana. Please marry me again." There were cheers around and everyone started chanting. “Say yes! Say yes!”

He said. "I had to make sure no one recognized me," I replied, sliding into the seat across from him. "What do you want, Andre?" He leaned back, studying me. "I want nothing but you, Sasha. I want you back as my wife." I felt a chill run down my spine. "That's not going to happen," I said firmly. "I'm over you. I have moved on, and I'm planning to remarry and you know that." Andre's eyes darkened. "Under the law, you're still my wife," he said, his voice low and threatening.

Anyway, as the moonlight fades and the stars twinkle above, I want to express my heartfelt thanks again to each and every one of you. “I Married My EX”—a story filled with love, revenge, and mystical lupine magic—has now reached its final chapter. Drew and Jette’s journey unfolded through moonlit forests, ancient grudges, and surprising twists. Your unwavering support, your laughter shared in secret, and your whispered encouragement fueled my imagination.

"Melek, I'm so sorry. All this pain you're going through, I'm sorry. I wish I could do more to help you." "You know, I always thought marriage would be my escape, that I could be happy and free when I got married. That getting married would be the answer to my prayers." "It still can be." "No, my husband betrayed me." "You just need to change husbands, Melek." "And how long do you think the divorce will take? It's not such an easy thing, Esat." He stands thinking for a few seconds, as if an idea is growing in his head. "Look, Melek. Because your marriage is not fully registered, it is possible for you to remarry. If you marry and register that marriage, the first marriage will be annulled im

"I think you're right. I think I should remarry." The shock didn't leave her eyes as they scanned mine, staring for a while. "You're being serious?" I couldn't afford to speak again so I nodded my head, twice a slow movement and she proceeded to hug me quickly. "Oh, my God, sis, what did he do to you?" She asked with pity over my shoulder. "You're going to be fine, you know that?" "I hope so." I replied, my voice shaky. "I don't know how it's going to be getting married again but I'm ready if that's what it takes to forget about him. I can't take it anymore."

I breathed out. “I want us to get remarried the right way this time. Instead of in a courthouse, I want to marry you in front of our family and friends. I am not asking for a divorce because I want us to be over. I just want to give you the wedding you deserve and have it so I can stand in front of everyone and tell them how much I love you.”