Novel & Cerita Signs Ex Husband Regrets Divorce

Fred’s POV Henry our butler told me Emily had actually signed the divorce agreement, and I’m not going to lie, I was surprised. “She also got into a Rolls-Royce, Sir,” he told me when I returned home that evening. Retreating to the living room, I settled down in front of the fire Henry had made. I can’t believe that she really did it. I honestly didn’t expect her to sign the papers so easily! I dwelled to myself. But this was what I wanted, was it not? I had longed for Nancy all these years, and finally, we were together.

I begged, hoping he would say that this was a prank, that he wouldn't divorce me. I wished to hear him say that he wanted to build our family. I wanted to hear him say that he was wrong for his past mistakes and his absence in our lives. I so wanted to hear him tell me that he would do better and make our relationship better. Not this. I didn't wish for him to come home one day with divorce papers and force me to sign them. I didn't want this. “You have nothing to say, Gwen. Sign those papers. I don't have all night. I need to go meet my baby's mother." As if I haven't heard something worse, what he said just now was the height of it.

"According to the rules, she hasn't done anything to betray you or any form of negligence against you or your business. This was part of the marriage pact you signed at the beginning. Remember? The one I told you not to?" In other words, I was toast. "I should have listened to you. I should have!" I sucked my teeth. "What do you suggest I do? I know I can't keep...wasting time like this." "Is there a reason why you're so...eager to finish up the process? The longer you two stay apart, the easier it is to get to the end of it. I mean the divorce. So, can you wait?" And this was where I contemplated whether or not to tell Beverly about Velma, or about how I almost couldn't get Clara out of my

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.

“Someone who doesn’t shame me in silence… who doesn’t make me feel invisible in my own marriage.” Devandra stared at her, his breath quick and uneven. But no words came. For the first time… he felt the fear of losing her. “In that case,” Vania said, turning toward the door and glancing back one last time, “Get the divorce papers ready, Dev. I’ll sign them without a second thought.”

I took out the certified copy of the divorce judgment and glanced at it. "Yes." The driver sighed. "Looks like he regrets it." I slipped the certified copy of the divorce judgment back into my bag. "Regret doesn't pay the bills."

Her face turned completely pale. I continued calmly, "You said the greatest regret of your life was not being able to marry him, so I decided to help you fix that regret. I met with Vince and told him I was willing to step aside. As long as you could stand in front of everyone and say 'I do,' I would back out completely."

His fingers were cold, but his touch carried the weight of all the words he had never said. Tears streamed down his bloodied face as he began to cry, each sob wracking his broken body. “My deepest regret right now, Julia,” he said, his voice barely audible, “is divorcing you… letting a rare gem slip through my fingers. I was a fool to let you go and felt I could get you back.” His hand slid slightly down her cheek as his strength began to fail. “I hope… I hope you can find it in your heart to forgive me,” he whispered, his voice cracking with sorrow. “Forgive your ex-husband… Logan Steele.”

My ignorance prompted me to divorce her for Nelly, but I was simply being imprisoned. Everything was a nightmare during the years I was without Serene; I had to compromise because I hoped Nelly would change her ways, but she just became worse by the day. I do not regret spending millions on her in a week; I simply regret making the wrong decision in the first place. I was still wondering if Serene and her son would ever forgive me. "Sir, calm down; you are thinking too much," George said, shaking my shoulder. "You will not understand, George; I am so depressed."