Too Late Husband I Dont Love You Anymore Novels & Stories

On the day before New Year's Eve, Alora Sheffield wants me to bring her a morning-after pill. Her red lips curve ever so slightly as she takes in my snow-dampened clothes. "What reward would you like for being so obedient?" I ignore her question and hand her the emergency contraceptive. "Here's the morning-after pill you wanted." As Alora takes the box, she reaches under my shirt and runs her hand over my abs. "We may as well get it on just this once, since I'm taking the pill anyway." I gape at her, but a second later, she bursts out laughing. "You should see the look on your face. “I’ve arranged a marriage for you. I raised you, so it’s time you repaid me. “You’ll do as I ask,

"I Know... You were supposed to be my wife and not that cheat!. But I guess it's too late... Now I'm all alone" "No! No! It's not too late.. I'm here for you!" Claudia said sweetly. "No, it's late! I can't ask you to be my wife... I've messed up my chances. I wish I married you instead" Claudia's eyes dimmed.. Did he just wish he'd married her?. "Like I said Liam, it's not too late" "Do you mean you're ready to be my wife despite my shortcomings?" "Yes! I love you so much Liam".

She is just showing him a new side of her every day. "Let's make things clear, I think you are giving yourself hope because I haven't told you in a calm and understanding way" he paused and took a deep breath. "Gia we are over! Like we are done! I don't love you anymore. I don't think I ever loved you. I was in love with Whitney but with you in the picture, I just didn't understand what I was feeling and when I did it was too late and I regret it. I don't want to regret things anymore. Gia, you are nothing but my baby mama. Even after this baby, I won't marry you, you will just give birth and nurse my child for me. I am even sad that someone like you have to give birth to my first child" he

“For the past thirteen years that I've known you, I've loved you every single one of those days,” “But these last eight years, I realized that it is hard to love someone who is not done loving someone else,” “You say my love for you is just an illusion but I know it's not, and I think I've finally reached my fill,” “It's not wise of me to keep chasing after someone who even after eight years is not over the woman he dated. I don't blame you for that, Sophia is a wonderful person,” “That's why I've decided that I'm going to ask my dad to break off the marriage. Of course, you still have to give him that very good idea so he doesn't lose,”

“The last few days, I have been thinking about the time we spent together. I kept looking at the pictures we took and thought about the experiences we’ve had together. It made me realize that you were the one I loved all along. “I never liked Charlotte, she was just my childhood best friend. I had mistaken that affection for love but I have come to my senses now. I’m going to divorce her tomorrow morning and if you would just give me another chance, I promise I’m going to make you the happiest girl in the world. You will never…” I looked at him crossly and proceeded to knock the ring out of his hand. “Stop talking. Every word you say feels like an insult at this point.” “Do you even have any

I said, calmly, “you’re right about one thing. I am strong. And thanks to my strong, I didn’t break down when I saw you left our engagement party with another woman.” I reached into my purse and pulled out the engagement ring. The same one he slipped onto my finger with a promise he clearly never meant to keep. “I loved you, Nathan. For years. But I won’t tolerate being abandoned on one of the most important nights of my life while you play out your second-chance fantasy with someone else.” I handed him the ring. “I’m not here for drama. I’m here to end it. Congratulations on reuniting with the love of your life. Clearly, she’s the only one you’ve ever loved.”

Tears of overwhelming pleasure, of release, and my love for him filled my eyes, and the sweet ache squeezed my heart. “Fûck.” I paused, stiffening as I thought that maybe he was regretting now as the moment passed, but instead he thrust inside once more, a shallow thrust that made my breath hitch and mumbled, “I can’t get enough of you, wife. I think we are going to get late for our reception.” I met his eyes and let myself soak in the warmth and love that radiated from him. “I love you, husband.” “Definitely gonna be late.” He replied, thrusting back inside me.

“What do you want me to say? Do you want me to beg you to stay? You made this decision by yourself, so I'll grant it to you.” With that, he got up and left, leaving me shattered. I just stared at his retreating figure. Was I not beautiful enough for him? Did I lack something? I just wanted to understand why my husband never tried to love me. It was too late for that now. It was all over. I grabbed my phone and texted my best friend that it was finally over. I grabbed my bag and walked out of the place. ****** “Listen to me, just this once. I promise I'll never bug you again.”

Because the truth was ugly, and no woman truly in love ever wants to admit it immediately. But deep down... I knew. I was losing my husband. You always know when a man begins slipping away from you emotionally. Especially when that man once worshipped your existence. Lucas used to come home early no matter how busy work became. We would sit together for hours talking about random things before ending the night tangled in bed together. But recently? Everything changed. He started coming home late. And when he did come home, his face looked cold and distant, like a man mentally trapped somewhere else entirely.

I cried out, my voice breathing this time. "I am sorry! It may be too late for me to apologize, I know that. But I am so sorry for being such a bad husband to you. I am sorry for failing to love and cherish you like I promised that night—like I meant it with every fiber of my being. I am sorry for throwing you away like you meant nothing, when you meant everything to me." I could feel the hot tears streaming down my cheeks, shameful and unstoppable but I didn't care.