When I Left Him, My Husband Begged Me To Come Back Novels & Stories

Old Mr Ferguson who hadn’t left his room since his daughter’s passing, finally stepped out and asked. “My wife is missing.” Derek panicked.

Lessie's POV I left my husband's office, tears streaming down my face. Before I made my way there, countless thoughts had already run through my mind. What if he refused to listen? What if he threw me out? And he did exactly that. Once again, he proved me wrong. Time and time again, I've been the fool, holding on to the hope that my husband would stay with me forever. I kept wishing for a small taste of sweetness in our marriage, but it never came, and now, it seems it never will.

Six years later… [ Madeline Parker ] “It’s now or never, Maddie.” I chanted this mantra to myself as I stood before the tall skyscraper, the headquarters of the Wesley Groups. My palms were sweaty as I anticipated everyone’s reaction, especially Logan’s. I haven’t seen my husband in long eight years and only I know how excruciating these eight years had been for me. I kept my promise and gave him time to study, root in his career and thrive but finally my patience ran thin. I can’t wait any longer to see my husband and be with him.

The dining room was set already and she took her seat, she waited for awhile for Alexander to show up but she didn't see him, so she asked Monica who came to drop juice on the dining. “ Where is my husband? “ Ava questioned. “ Young Master has left, Monica answered. “ What do you mean by young master has left? Where did he say he was going to this late? Ava inquired. “ I don't know madam, he just left , Monica said and Ava who was about to say something pause. The ding sound of her phone caught her attention as she picked it up shoving through the news she was seeing, she dismissed Monica while doing so.

But seconds later, I felt my blood running cold and my hands shivering. “I married you because of my mom,” He said flatly. “Now that she’s late, and the woman I truly love has come back, it’s time we part ways. I want a divorce.”

"Going for the big ol’ one, isn't he?" "He said he loves me," I said, opening my eyes and finding his gaze closer to mine, his nose only a few inches from mine, his eyes searching my face as though for answers. "I'm fine," I said, scooting away from him, somehow fearing that I would unravel. "It's funny," I said, fighting the urge to chuckle. "He said he was doing it so he could get it back and—" "Do what with it?" my husband interrupted, his expression baffled.

Get rid of the card that could ruin my life by myself. .... Adam was leaving for work when I walked into the house. He sneered at me when he saw me. "Did you decide to come back? I thought that you were not going to come back when you left last night," he sneered at me. "Adam! I am your wife. I didn't come back home all through last night. Don't tell me that you didn't care. Don't you care about me even a bit?"

He had been against Charles since the beginning, and he was right about him. “Can you come take me out for a moment?” I asked and he immediately picked the call. “Alright” he responded curtly. When we got to a coffee shop, I told him about everything that's happening at the Windors’. How I am being treated and he immediately begged to go back home with him. “You can't continue to live this”. I looked down at my hand at the truth of his words, my wedding ring sat on my finger, heavy, full of regrets and the evidence of my bad choice.

Elianna furrowed her brow and became a little nervous, "Ms. Redmond, do men like this not get divorced and stay for the New Year?" Sofia said lightly, "What do you know? He was my husband, and this was a matter between us as a couple. Dr. Carrington, I appreciate your concern, but you are an outsider, so it's better not to meddle in other people's affairs." Elianna smirked and said meaningfully, "Women can't be so forgiving about everything. Have you forgotten everything from five years ago? When you were kidnapped, you were pregnant, and your husband heartlessly abandoned you. You were lucky to survive, but if something had happened to you, if you had lost your life or suffered serious harm

Another trait I admired. A pang of regret hit me at the thought of losing him, prompting a rare explanation. “Be good, darling. I forgot to mention—I have a husband. And now that he’s back, it’s not convenient to keep playing. So, we’re done. But I’ll always think of you.” With that, I walked away without looking back. As expected, no outburst followed. I knew he’d stay, finish the meal I’d ordered—dishes tailored to his tastes.