Winning Back The Wife Mga Nobela at Kwento

“Actually, the one who's with the boss is his wife who he's trying to get back.” “What?!” What Zenith had revealed just now, had brought a shock to my face. Even James' eyes seem to spark. Thinking, we didn't hear well, he repeated. “Actually, we know who it's with him. What I want to know is what you said last. You said the boss has been trying to win his wife back, right?” Out of anxiousness again, I didn't realise I'd let out another thing for Zenith to be suspicious over. Cause why would I say I know about the wife? Argh.

I yelled at her and she got frightened. “But I am your wife.” “Enough, get home already, I am trying to be nice to you.” “Fine, I will go home but when are you coming home, you left like forever and it is lonely there.” “That home is your compensation, you don’t want to leave me and I see you want material things, I will wire a huge amount of money to your account, I am not paying for any damages, I am doing this because I am taking responsibility of what happened that night that got you pregnant even if I don’t remember how,” I said to her, I have made up my mind finally to be with Gina, I am taking my wife back, we kissed, it shows she is ready to come to our new home with me.

“The other woman? Bethany raised her eyebrows. Daphne sauntered her around, "Why, aren't you the other woman? You know that Zayn and Danica have a marriage contract, but you've been pestering him. Isn't this a typical mistress?" Bethany seemed to hear the big joke, crossed her arms, and laughed, "There are all kinds of "Nuts" in this world nowadays. The real mistress said that someone else was the one. It was the first time I saw it. Ms.Dean, have you forgotten how you became the legal wife?"

I said, as excitement crept in and then my face slowly turned to a frown, wondering if she would ever want to see me after what happened. It looked like she had moved on, like she had forgotten about me and all that we shared, and most importantly she looked happy. What if she has actually moved on, what if she has a man now? She can't possibly do that to me, she's still my wife, we didn't officially cut things off, I said inwardly, trying to reassure myself. "I know I messed things up between us but I'm going to do anything to win my wife back, to fix us, to fix my marriage, even though our marriage is based on contract, I'm willing to do whatever it takes to make it real this time.

It cares about public degradation. On Friday morning, I am going to march into that courthouse and show my runaway wife exactly what happens when she tries to burn down my kingdom to build a life with a laborer. I will take her career, her status, and whatever dignity she thinks she has left, and I will leave her with absolutely nothing. _____

Marc rose with authority walked slowly to the window and spoke softly. “Then you asked for a divorce and suddenly you're back again in my life. I wanted nothing so much as to make you suffer as I had suffered. I asked Mom to help me when I started regaining my memory so that I would be unable to obtain a divorce. I intended to state that we had resumed our marital relationship. No court would have given you divorce in the face of such evidence,” he said. “But then we met again and all my ideas which I had planned for you failed. You were more beautiful than ever and I wanted you. But you knew that didn't you Carmen? I made it very plain I think.” He began to walk towards me slowly and I retr

His face twisted further into a frown and his fingers curled into a fist. His grip tightened and he looked like he was inches away from making a terrible decision. Still, I went on. “Is there any way to possibly get her back?” “Who?” He asked, his voice low and warning. My eyebrows dipped. “My wife.” “She's no longer your wife,” Kael countered, pushing himself up till his ankles lifted off the floor to meet my eye view. “Fine. How do I get Eryn—,” I emphasized her name, pausing to make sure he heard me before adding. “Back”.

Nova had not quite let us go either even when she moved on and got married; she had never, truly, let go. I pushed the box back under her bed and called the office. First, I had to make sure everyone was protected and then go hunt my girl down. When I saw her again, I had known that it was unlikely that her husband would mess that up. I thought no man who had that would be that stupid, but I knew that I would push my way in there and take her back if he did. I couldn't believe it when I found out just how much of a dumbass her husband was, but I was more than happy to take away what he didn't hold precious.

“Um, yeah, you mentioned somebody broke his heart years ago—” “Well, apparently, she won it right back,” Genevieve rants, pacing a tight circle around my kitchen island. “She’s back in town, and even though she’s currently married to some corporate mogul, Julian still has the absolute hots for her. He’s planning on handing over the entire charity foundation to her.” I force a calm, placating smile onto my face. “Gen, I’m sure you’re overreacting. Julian is a structured guy, he wouldn't just—”

“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.”