Winning Back The Husband Mga Nobela at Kwento

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.

Just enough to make him flinch. And now you come back? Now you think you love him? She laughed. One short, bitter sound with no joy in it. You can go back, Ryan. Go back to them. He’s not yours to touch. Ryan flinched like she’d slapped him. Sandra, please. I didn’t know. I swear I didn’t You didn’t because you never cared or want to know,she cut him off. Don’t do this. Don’t pretend now. He stood up slow. Hands open, like he could catch all the years he’d dropped. I ’m asking for forgiveness. I’m begging you. Let me make it right please, let me be that kind of husband you want please l beg you

Her husband has his heart and attention towards another woman. Ava calmly dropped the phone, her expression blank as she controlled her state, she won't turn to a crying mess base on this, she knew what she wanted and she has gotten married to him, she would have to overlook his other way which she has come in terms with hoping to fill that space too when it rights.

“But I don’t know how to be a mother.” He breathes out, getting up from his chair and walking to me. My heart skipped as he held my hand. “I can’t promise you love and affection, Rachel, but I promise to make up for what you’ve lost with your past marriage. I will try my best to be the best husband you could wish for. I will burn the world for you; all you need to do is ask, and it shall be done… and Aria? She’s not as tough as you think; she just needs some time to warm up.”

I turned to see a tall figure at the door. It was my husband. For a moment, I forgot how he had left me for his ex, lost in the sight of him. Despite everything, I couldn’t deny how attractive he was. His handsome face stirred something sweet inside me. I smiled at him, knowing he must have rushed to the hospital for me after leaving his ex. “Freddie,” I called out softly. “Lessie, you’re pregnant, and my ex is back. I want her, so let’s end this.”

I promise. Such was the will of a desperate husband, whose main agenda was to get back his woman. He was ready for anything that comes his way. As long as she would be his again. He will conquer the world if it pleases her. The golden question was, however, will she have him back?