Winning Back The Husband Novels & Stories

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.

What a moron. “The plan is to make sure that my wife doesn’t marry someone she doesn’t know. The plan is to get her back so that she and I can be family again. The plan is to grow old with her and look back at this and laugh. Tell our children about it and how we overcame it all and stayed together. That is my plan. What is yours?”

“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

“Thanks. We just found out. I couldn’t wait to tell you.” “I’m happy for you,” I said truthfully. “You deserve it. And your wife is amazing.” Felix nudged my shoulder. “You would have had yours by now too if you didn’t mess up your marriage.” His words stung, but I didn’t flinch. “I know. I wanted a family with her.” My voice weakened for a second. “But I’m still happy for you.” He watched me with a softened gaze. “You really think you can win her back?”

I didn't care about Felix’s beef with his family, but if I played along, I could use his resources to save my broken marriage and I could win my husband back and give my unborn child a father. Slowly, I dropped my hands and met Felix's intense gaze. "You can really make him regret it? You can make him see the truth and then he’ll come back to me?" "I always get what I want, Vivi," Felix murmured as a smirk tugged at the corner of his lips.

Just not in the way she thought. Mrs Bennett leaned in quickly, her voice urgent. “Please, don’t cry. Be strong. You remember what I told you before we got here?” “I remember.” “Then be strong,” she said, patting my hand like she was reassuring a child. “You’re going to get everything back. Your husband, your home, your future. Everything will go back to the way it was.” I nodded again. But in my mind, I was screaming: How? How is anything going to go back to normal when he’s playing house with another woman? When he already has a child with her, and another one on the way?

“This is the reason I’m telling you to make your marriage work out, Diana he’s your husband, your man.” “Don’t you get it, Harmony, I’ve lost even before starting you said he’s my man and husband, which husband had sex with his wife on their wedding night and gave her pills the next morning, telling her it was a mistake, and he wouldn’t have touched me if he wasn’t drugged and since then, he hasn’t touched me.

Just as she was about to explode in anger, Tristan quickly softened his voice to comfort her. “Fifi, you’re still recovering from postpartum. You shouldn’t get worked up.” He was emboldened by his coworkers closely surrounding him. He took a deep breath and asserted himself. “Stop this nonsense! My only wife is Fifi.” His eyes were filled with utter disgust. “You couldn’t get me to love you back after chasing me for five years, and now you resort to slander and revenge? That’s just sick.” I had long prepared the evidence of his affair. I scoffed and threw our marriage certificate at his face.

Because he was so domineering over me, I was completely immobilized. It was only until he noticed that I was already gasping for air that he reluctantly let go of my lips. ‘‘Don’t let me catch you with that guy again, or you know the circumstances!’’ he declared and finally drew away from me. ‘‘Don’t ever forget that you are Mrs. Celestine Maxwell, my one and only wife!’’ he reminded me once more before he returned to his seat and drove off.