Winning Back The Wife Novels & Stories

Not a chance. "Besides, I am taking you back as my wife, Xiellenna." He added. Taking me back as his wife? "Not a chance, Mr. Alvez." I assure him with my words and by looking straight at him. Isang ngiting makahulugan lamang ang pinakawalan nito na agad namang ikinataas ng aking kilay. Him, telling me to give up will never work. If I trully give up and plans to leave the corporation, I will take my shares with me, but doing that isn't great. It is cowardice and I'll never do that. I need to fight back para mayroong thrill. Ang boring kapag ganun. Tsk.

Kung noon ay nasasaktan siya sa tuwing bukambibig nito si Cedric, ngayon ay hindi na. "Anyway, wala ka pa bang balak bumalik ng Philippines? Does your wife not looking for you?" pag-iibang usapan ni Eunice since nalaman nito na ikinasal na siya sa Pilipinas. "Why asking about that woman? I don't want her to be our topic, she's my wife because she's a nepo woman. We're married because of business." saad ni Azrael. "Really? I though you moved on from me because of her, i hope your not still into me?" ani ni Eunice na bahagyang ikinatawa ni Azrael sa kaniya.

“Dude… you really love her that much, huh?” I heaved a deep sigh and sipped on my drink. I stared at the woman across the room and felt a surge of longing for the real one. “I just want my wife back, Iverson. Two years is enough waiting. I will do everything in this world to bring her back. I want Kaia home.”

Unti-unting tumaas ang sulok ng labi niya at puno ng kakakilabot na pagkahumaling akong tinitigan. “A slave like you shouldn't call my name. Now, address me properly.” “W-What?” My husband, the man I escaped from three years ago when I caught him in bed with someone else… Why does he want me back just to experience the same thing I experienced with our marriage, or even worse?

“Alam niyo ba, nag-back to work na si Zari. Kung ako siya, isang taon o dalawa muna bago bumalik pagkatapos ng ganyang kahihiyan.” “‘Wag nga kayo puro biro. Kahit iniwan siya sa kasal nila e, siya pa rin ang officially and legally wife ni Mr. Damion Marquez. Mas maganda pa ‘yon kaysa kahit ano pa.” “Tch. Title lang naman ‘yon! Ano naman kung siya ang legal wife, mukhang hindi naman siya mahal ng asawa niya.” “Alam niyo, inggit lang kayo! But I do admire her! Nakabalik siya sa trabaho na parang walang nangyari.”

Kaya naman, si Henry na ang kumuha ng cellphone nito na nakapatong sa may desk. "Boss, your wife is back," anang assistant habang nasa may tainga ang cellphone. Napakunot naman ang noo niya. "My what? Who's wife?" "You're old wife, boss. Nasa lumang mansion. Hinihintay at hinahanap ka. Aayusin daw ang divorce nyo," tugon nito. Ang kapal namn ng mukha ng babaeng iyon na bumalik na parang walang nangyari. Sa loob ng anim na taon ay ngayon pa talaga nito napiling bumalik.

Fooled me. Pero kahit na gaano katayog ang koneksyong meron sya, kayang kaya ko pa rin sya ibalik sa putik. Whatever she did to my wife, I would return it tenfold. That same day, I made the call to have the second video taken down. I went back to my sleeping wife, thinking that, for once, I had control over the situation. But there are things in life that slip beyond even my grasp.

Pinipilit ng lalaking ito na baguhin ang naratibo, habang siya ang mismong dahilan kung bakit siya nasaktan nang sobra. “I’m willing to do everything to win back my wife’s heart. She belongs with me, and she belongs to the Fowler Group. Marga is coming home.” Her knees weakened. Para bang may biglang humigop sa lahat ng hangin sa paligid. Para siyang nalunod habang gising. “Damn you, Brandon...” she whispered in disbelief, her voice shaking with a mixture of rage and panic. "What the hell do you think you're doing?"

I thought you're backing out? "There's no turning back, Daddy Mel. Nothing and no one can ever stop me from winning my wife back ngayon pa na may back-up ako," napalingon ako kay tabi sa tabi ko, napangiti ito sa akin sabay tapik sa balikat ko. "Good! So, where exactly are you right now?"

Tinitigan niya naman ito at humugot ng malalim na hininga. Muli siyang nagpatuloy sa pamimili ng mga prutas na dadalhin niya sa kanyang lolo. Saktong natapos siyang mamili ay siyang pagbalik ni Brille na akala niya’y umalis na. Nilingon niya ito at tipid na nginitian. “I want to stay longer so we could catch up but my wife is calling for me.” The mere mention of ‘wife’ makes her smile. She nodded her head without hesitation. “Go on. Have a great day.”