Winning Back The Wife Novels & Stories

Vivian's voice trembled on the other end. "It's Ophelia... she's back." My heart skipped a beat, but I forced my voice to stay calm. "What do you mean, back?" "Dad, Ophelia is back. She's a major shareholder now," Vivian continued, her voice shaking. "She's coming for the company, Dad, for Ryan. I don't know what to do.” Of course. Of course, she found a way back in. “Calm down,” I said, keeping my voice steady even though I could feel the rage boiling inside me. “Come home, Vivian. Nothing’s going to happen to your marriage. I’ll take care of it. I’ll talk to Ryan.”

That's when he knew he had her and was going to finally fuck this stupid bitch and send her back to her husband with his spunk still in her pussy. He had been working too hard to let it end right near the finish line. It was all a game to him. Sending women back to their husbands full of his seed, was what he lived for. To let the wife know she gave herself to another man and lost respect for her husband at the same time. The wife would remember what they did and have that in mind when she was back with her husband.

“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?”

Adrain had successfully gained access to the bank’s website and searched its database. Where is my beautiful wife? I need to see her. She brightens my day. The balance in our relationship has shifted since yesterday. Our relationship has deteriorated to the point that I must once more demonstrate to her that I won’t keep secrets that have an impact on us. And I’m determined to win back her trust. I called her, and she picked up. “Hello beautiful,” I said. Cia’s voice came through the phone. “Oh, thank you, dear brother.” In the background, I could hear Anaya imploring Cia to give her phone back. I shook my head, thinking of how she was teasing my wife.

“What are you saying?!” “What?!” Gwenn and Martin stated in chorus. “Let me repeat it to both of you word by word, I. Want. To. Take Back. My. Husband. And. My. Son. Understand?” She proudly told them. “You’ve gone crazy, we’ve been separated for many years! I don’t love you anymore and… I am married to the woman I love for the rest of my life!” He fumed as Gwenn showed her left hand wearing a ring on it.

“She won’t win.” He looked at me then,really looked. His wife. His shield. His fight. “She won’t,” he said again. Firmer. Angrier. “Because she’s already lost the one thing she’ll never get back.” “What’s that?” “You.”

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?

“She wants what she always wanted to control, plus we have a little money issue. She also can’t stand that you moved on, especially with someone like the new lady in your life. I mean, I told her you had someone new, but she didn't heed my words and still went after her. I don't know much because she's refusing my calls and avoiding me.” “Is this not beautiful, Finn?” I chuckled. “My wife, who ran away with my money for her lover boy, is back. I thought your love ran deeply; I couldn't understand. I told her sooner or later she'll come to her senses, and I won't be there anymore, so what's her end game?”. He hesitated, his jaw tightening. Finn stepped forward, cracking his knuckles, but Vict

If I try hard enough, then he'd finally learn to look at me. That was my mantra for the past five years of being married to a man who wouldn't stop grieving his dead wife. I did everything right. I grew his pack, fostered his alliances with other packs, and increased his finances by 500%. He finally accepted me and on the day we were supposed to make our first public appearance together, his dead wife returned. She didn't return alone. She returned with his son and a sob story of how she was kidnapped and held for the last five years. I understood my husband accepting her back but what I didn't expect was for him to discard me and sell me off to avoid a public backlash.

Squabble all you want, but I won’t care, I told myself. “Go back! We don’t care about you! You’re no mother!” Arnie yelled from the door. “We’re not done! You filthy squatter! Remember this, Sophia! You’re his wife! I’m still the woman he loves! Only me!” Sabrina screamed from outside. “So what, mistress?? Even if you come back forever, I don’t care!!! You deserve to be a mistress! Haay, crazy!” I looked at Arnie. He came closer. “Don’t mind that fool. The important thing… the baby is with you, not her.” I smiled at his words.