The Atonement Of My Ex-husband นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I muttered once we exited the building, with Axton leading me every step of the way. Axton was my fated mate and now my legal husband. I couldn’t fully wrap my head around it, but suddenly everything was feeling more real. Blinking rapidly at the certification in my hand, I paused when I realized that Axton said he had something else to do.

She frowned slightly, especially when Caroline chuckled again. "Sorry, I just meant that you look sleep-deprived. I’ve been in your position before, so I know how hard it is to go through your days alone, without a partner." "Are you saying you’ve been divorced?" "Yes, from my first husband. But… life has to go on, right? So I picked myself up, and eventually, God blessed me with a man who could provide and give me everything I wanted." Hearing that, Athena immediately thought of Arthur. Without realizing it, a small smile formed on her lips. He truly felt like a precious gift from God, especially after she had endured a marriage full of deceit and manipulation with Leon.

The writing he left after losing his inspiration during our difficult moments, he returned to, this time with unusual inspiration, that lots of people booked them on the day of publication. Reconciliation My husband invited the girls he slept with into his office, apologized to them, sought their forgiveness, and explained his decision for his new life. They all cried bitterly and prayed together for God's mercy and forgiveness. Also, the girls visited me in my home and apologized for what they had done with my husband. We settled and moved on. The Course

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?

I was not going to be caught having some petty non-important conversation with Nate. I was done with this. “I bought you here because you are my wife,” he said and I scoffed. “I don’t know what fantasy you are living in but best believe that You are in the past. I used to be your wife but I am no longer. No husband would treat their wife in such a disgusting manner,” I said and I swear, I didn’t see when Nate moved or how quickly he moved but before I could blink, he was in my face, his body emitting some sort of anger that I couldn’t justify after all I was the one who was supposed to be enraged.

His hands had a slight tremor I'd never seen before; he'd come back from the war in 1972 with the kind of nerves that didn't shake until they did, and the morning of my own grandfather's funeral was the only previous time I'd seen his hands not stay still on his knees. "I'm so sorry, Lu." "Daddy." "I pushed the Marchetti boys at you when you were nineteen. I didn't know what I was pushing at, but I pushed it. I knew Lorenzo from the boards. I'd known Atlas since he'd come back from MIT. I thought if you had to marry, you should marry into a family with the kind of money that wouldn't, in your lifetime, run out. I pushed." "I know." "And then I let Carter happen. I let him into the house. I l

The exact moment I stood outside the door, listening to him confess his love for her. My fingers trembled as I continued reading. “I’m back.” “I know.” “I’m so sorry for what I did, baby. I know you will not forgive me. I’m really sorry.” My vision blurred slightly, but I forced myself to keep reading. “I tried dating so many guys abroad, but none of them were like you. I always remembered you.” I swallowed hard. “I heard you’re married now, so I guess maybe we never had a chance.” I scrolled down slowly, afraid of what I would see next.

He didn't want that, but he had to. The drive was slow and peaceful, just like the old times before he met Vanessa and took Seraphina for granted. “God, I miss my wife.” Something responded back in his head. “Ex-wife.” and he exhaled and repeated. “Wife.” When he got in the house, it was quiet and cold like Vanessa hadn't stepped foot since she left the office. But Adrian couldn't care less. He sat alone in his penthouse, the memory of Vanessa's words still ringing in his ears as he poured himself a glass of whiskey.

The sun was beating down on him, but the very moment Nikita disappeared around a corner, he felt the warmth leave his body. He stared at the marriage certificate and the divorce agreement in his hands. There was a large red stamp across the center of the marriage certificate, indicating that it was no longer valid. The more he stared at him, the more defeated he felt. The truth was, he could not understand where he went wrong. At their wedding, he vowed to love and cherish Nikita for the rest of their lives, and he meant it. He could not understand how he went down the wrong path. Spencer sank to his knees and sobbed, much to the dismay of passersby, but he ignored their strange looks.

Later on, He learned from Joseph Myla disappeared. He might have died. They might still be alive, but there is no news of them. The moment Wyatt received this message, he suddenly lost control and had a big argument with him. From that moment on, Joseph knew approximately that what the servants had been saying was true. Wyatt really fell in love with his wife. The two of them almost broke up because of this. Snapping out of his thoughts, Wyatt said, "Take me to the Carrington family." *** Carrington Manor.