To Win His Ex-wife's Heart Again Novels & Stories

Ready for phase two? She grinned. She had erased Anne from Billy’s life. Now, it was only a matter of time before he fell into her arms. Everything she’d wanted since the first day she laid eyes on him was finally within reach. But Billy wasn’t falling. He was boiling. He stormed through Luis’s upscale gym, fists already clenched. Luis had the nerve to flash a cocky smile when he saw him. “Well, if it isn’t the abandoned husband himself,” Luis mocked. “You here to ask what your wife looks like when she’s screaming my name?”

A baby would be the only thing that would save my marriage. Yesterday, Cassian made it very clear that if I didn't give him an heir, I would be thrown out of the house. I love my husband so much, he was my highschool sweetheart and it was a dream come true when his father arranged a marriage between us, I couldn't lose him. My fingers were cold and my teeth clamped over my fingernail, I cut it and pulled. I hated nail-biting, but I was too nervous I couldn't help it.

"A washed-up society wife with a kid in tow. He must be desperate." The insult landed, but it didn't stick. I felt a strange, cold pity. "I guess that's the difference," I said, my tone almost conversational. "He's hiring my mind. You only ever wanted a doll for your shelf. No wonder he's winning." His control snapped. A vein pulsed at his temple. "You think this is a game? You're trying to punish me? Fine. You want the divorce? You've got it. Don't you dare come crawling back. The door is closed."

He was eager to know what was going on in her heart. "Because I want to stay far away from you so that I can love myself." Then she shifted her attention back to his hand and began removing the pieces. After that, she placed the tweezer on the table and poured some of the medicine on a cotton ball to disinfect his hand. "You used to be desperate to marry me and wanted to stay with me. Now you want to go far away from me," Edward replied with a smirk, "Rebecca Jonas, why don't you try being real for once?"

The beautiful young lady smiled bitterly in her heart at the realization. “Sierra!” Someone called the beautiful lady’s name, snapping her out of her thoughts. She blinked her eyes before looking at the voice's source. It was Ophelia. She was waving her hand at her with a beautiful smile, gesturing for her to come over. Sierra immediately masked her thoughts, forcing a smile on her face before proceeding to walk towards her. Beside her sister stood the reason behind her shattered heart. Rigel Serrano, her husband. His blue eyes remained fixed on her while she walked.

None of it fixes what I did or erases the divorce, the lies, the betrayal, the kidnapping, the blood but it builds something new fragile, tentative and real. I pull into my driveway and sit there for a long time before going inside I realize something painful and necessary. Winning her back won’t be about grand gestures or romantic speeches or throwing money at problems. It will be about consistency showing up even when it’s uncomfortable doing the right thing even when no one is watching and accepting that she may never choose me again.

I retorted, a hint of amusement dancing in my eyes. "What I'm trying to say is, these types of women need time to adjust to a new way of life. You've only met her a few weeks ago. She's still grasping the fact that she has to deal with two men. During this time, try to make her proud. Do little things that you may not think she notices. Try to win her heart without her even knowing it. That way, it'll be hard for her to leave you two," my husband explained, his words laced with wisdom born of experience. That's how he won me over. He was adept at understanding and navigating the intricacies of the heart.

He glared at me, and for the first time, my eyes opened. I could see the disgust swirling in his eyes. He hated me. In fact, he hated my very existence. “Happy?” A chortle left his lips, “Kill that thing. I can't have Miranda knowing we did something together.” Leon snapped at me. “Miranda?” The word hung in my throat. “Your ex?” The silence that hung in the air was deafening, and Leon turned to me. “We are back together, and she just arrived in town. I know you want to use a child to hold me down, but you have to do better than that, Diana.”

Even as his mind replayed that night over and over again. His pulse quickened as he could no longer hide away from the desire to repeat that night. God, he was supposed to despise this woman for daring to attempt blackmailing him with a baby in the future. It was just sex, something he’d had with women whose names he’d forgotten. Why did it feel like more? “Maybe her stepping into the role of a wife has made you fall for her and now you don’t want that divorce anymore. Is that all it takes to win you over? To make you love me again without it feeling forced?”

“I’m sure as hell now. This isn’t like our first marriage, Kelly. I’ll make sure, this time, I’ll treasure you more, I’ll love you more, I’ll love you better…” I smiled and wiped my tears. “Please don’t break my heart again.” He shook his head as he clenched his jaws. “I won’t. It’s scary to break your heart, it breaks me too.” He slowly took the ring from the box and extended his arm, asking for my hand. “Let’s forget about the past, Kelly. Let’s start a new life. You, me, Snow and our new baby. My best friend, my girlfriend, my ex-wife, will you be my wife again? I’ll marry you in any way possible.”