Winning Back The Husband Novels & Stories

“She should be back by now. It’s almost 8 p.m. She is still my wife.” “My dear son, you shouldn’t waste your energy worrying about that low-life girl. Andrea is here for you, and she has all it takes to be a true Paddington bride. She’s classy, beautiful… everything Alicia isn’t. Trust me, Alicia will come crawling back, begging you soon. She’s not even all that,” Mrs. Anita said with certainty. Nathan sighed heavily. “Even if Alicia ends up divorcing you, it’s still to our advantage. We’ve already gotten what we wanted from her by having you marry her. You can go ahead, grant her the divorce she’s asking for, and then remarry Andrea.”

“Then why, when Charlotte came back… did you let her in like nothing had changed?” He winced. “Eloise—” “No, don’t ‘Eloise’ me,” I snapped, the anger breaking through now. “You just stood there. Let her parade around like the queen she always thought she was. And I—I was still your wife. Contract or not. I was still here.” “I’m sorry.” “I stayed for you. And you signed those papers and walked away from me without ever once looking back! I’m sure all of this is an excuse. I know you went crawling back.”

After coming back, his wife lost contact, and several years passed before he married his second wife, who is now Madam Vale. Madam Vale said, "That was different!" Sir Vale asked, "What was different?"

“I’m married. You’re married. You’re mad because your husband’s cheating. I’m mad because she doesn’t want anything to do with me anymore.” “Then she’s not your girlfriend,” I say flatly. “Exactly,” he replies. “But I want her back. She used to do things for me my wife never even tried. Your husband isn’t giving that up.” I think about the way Shane looked at her, the way he held her, and I shake my head. “No. He’s not.” He watches me carefully. “So what do you want?” I lean forward slightly. “I want my husband back. And if that means ruining whatever this is, I will. Even a little public announcement about your daughter. ”

I had chosen this thrill over everything i had going on, and now that thrill was nowhere to be found. It was Rebecca who’d had my back through thick and thin. Rebecca who’d fought for my dreams even when I lost sight of them. If I hadn’t divorced her, if I’d just held on a little longer, I could have been her partner in Valentine’s Conglomerate now. Together, we would have merged our businesses, creating a powerhouse in the industry. But I threw it all away. All for a woman whose loyalty feels paper-thin now, whose desperation is just to keep me as husband and can't help to let me grow financially.

"Fuck you and your money Jayden, this child needs a father." He heaved, looking up slowly at me. His eyes were cold as he began to speak. “You’re right, Katherine’s back, after years of traveling abroad. For so many years, I tried so hard to reconnect with her but failed every time. I really thought she would never come back to me, but now she’s back." “So what? I know what she means to you. When you were in your slump, she saved that day. Sure, I know.” I looked into his eyes, “But what about us? Your family?”

She placed the divorce papers on the table and said, "As I promised, here are our divorce papers. As you can see, I had a rethink and decided to give you this house. It's the least I can do for keeping you away from the woman you truly love all these years." He shook his head no and took hold of her hands. "Listen, Claire, I was wrong. What I did yesterday, I shouldn't have done that. Claire, I want my wife back." "What?" She pulled her hands away from his. "What is that supposed to mean?" "I want you back, Claire," he repeated himself. "Listen, I know that we started off on the wrong foot, and I've not exactly been the best of husbands. And I'm not going to lie that I'm head over heels in l

“I love you so badly that I want the days to slow down. I want the seconds to stop. I want to scrape together every excuse I can find and use all of them just to stay with you. Just to remain your husband.” I blinked and bit my lower lip hard enough to hurt. “You do not want to be my husband. Do you remember that part?” He visibly tensed. “That was seven years ago, when I was a jerk, stupid, and fucked up.” I held his gaze even though my chest felt like it was splitting open. “And you think this will be different? You think if you try to win me back, I will just go to you?” “I am praying you will,” he said quickly as if he thought of that question a million times he knew what his answer woul

“Money, power, connection… I've been watching you for a while, Miss Braun. I thought you were docile and gullible and only does what that messed up family of yours asks you to. But after witnessing what you pulled today, my view about you changed…” “What does all these have to do with what I want?” “You want revenge, you want to deal with your sister and that prick for messing with you, you want to deal with that thing you call a brother for everything he has done to you, and your parents, they deserve a share of your rage too, for neglecting you…” “Get married to me, and I'll give you the money and power to get back at them. You won't be able to do anything on your own and might as well get

Richard Sterling roared furiously at Beatrice Vanderbilt, his voice devoid of gentleness and laced with sharp hostility—a stark contrast to a father's usual attitude toward his daughter, cold and completely distant: "Don't tell me you were kept in the dark about this as well?" Victoria Sterling fell silent, desperately scrambling for a way to deal with the situation. Truth be told, she hadn't known a single thing about it. Had she not been sitting right here, it would be almost impossible to imagine that the "Mrs. Cross" whom everyone envied was completely clueless about her own husband's affairs, no different from any outsider. How utterly humiliating!