Winning Back The Wife Novels & Stories

like she was fighting herself and losing. And God… so was he. The kiss wasn’t a mistake to him. He knew that. Every sensible part of him was screaming that it should be. Because she is his ex-wife, the woman he’d let slip through his fingers, the one he had no claim on anymore. But it wasn’t nothing. It was everything. And he wanted more. His hands curled into fists, nails biting into his palms. But he wasn’t going to stop trying and maybe, just maybe if Briella knew everything he’d hidden from her she would….

Arthur says, his voice hitching slightly as he looks at me for intervention. For a second, I see the man from the beginning of our marriage. The one who stood beside me with nothing but a name and an aching kind of loneliness. That memory lives behind his eyes now, and my heart pulls tight. I step in for him. “Yes. We are waiting another year,” I say with poise. “We want children, but there’s no race to reach the next milestone. This phase… this freedom… is too precious to rush.” Vanessa lets out an approving laugh. “I like you.”

She also wants to be independent. Mr. Whitlock is very kind because he agrees to give his money to the woman to help her company. Actually, they conspire all the way about the revenge of the ex-wife on her ex-husband. Besides, the family of Ms. Hillson helped the Italian when he was just starting to become a businessman, so he was just returning the favor to their daughter. In fact, he did not receive a serious injury due to Mr. Hallways's men threatening him. He only pretended and made a way to show that what happened to him was serious so that they could charge Mr. Hallway, which is a plan led by an ex-wife.

“Until I stopped letting him steal my money? Until I stopped being convenient?” “You were nothing!” Spittle flew from her mouth. “A pathetic little orphan playing dress-up in a life you didn’t deserve. Adrian was mine! He’s always been mine!” She seemed borderline crazy,as if she were on the verge of losing it. Just how obsessed were they with having control over my life?. A crowd was forming. I recognized people from Vale Company. From other buildings. All watching. Recording. Good. Let them see. “ he was yours?” I said quietly, “Why did he propose to me?”

He stopped when they got to a secluded part of the hospital. "Why did you call me?" She demanded shaking. Her husband could catch her at any time with this man and she was sure he wouldn't want to listen to any explanation she rendered. "Well, Nathan has regained his memory and wants his wife back. What are you going to do about it?" "You mean we, we are in this together right?" Rodriguez nodded and continued, "Of course we are but sadly you'll have to do the work. What Nathan wants, he gets." There was a bit something strange about all this, Mrs. Contreras could not help but notice.

I questioned her before she could complete her statement. "I got to know about you through the event that happened few years ago. No woman would be as strong as you after what happened on the day that you were supposed to get married. I've always rooted for you from the start, and you will never go back to someone like him." She explained to me. I didn't know if I should take it serious, or she didn't mean any harm. "Why would I end up with him? There is no reason why I would end up with him. I am strong now, and I have moved on from what happened in the past." I made it clear to her while she nodded her head several times.

I said. I see Viper sigh “ Step one in winning my wife back.” “ Step one?” I asked. “ Yep.” he said. I walk towards the rink doors not ready to look at him just yet. If I do I will cave and let him back in my life like nothing happened. I can't do that. Not this time. I take a deep breath before turning around to face Viper.

“Then use your man power.” I frowned. “What are you talking about?” He smirked, eyes glinting with mischief. “Make her thirsty for you. Make her ache for you. Make her desperate until you’re the only thing she can think of. Until she forgets she ever hated you in the first place. Do everything you must to win back your wife.” The words hung in the air between us—bold, dangerous, tempting. I stared at him. My wolf stirred, interested, hungry. Marco was right.

None of it fixes what I did or erases the divorce, the lies, the betrayal, the kidnapping, the blood but it builds something new fragile, tentative and real. I pull into my driveway and sit there for a long time before going inside I realize something painful and necessary. Winning her back won’t be about grand gestures or romantic speeches or throwing money at problems. It will be about consistency showing up even when it’s uncomfortable doing the right thing even when no one is watching and accepting that she may never choose me again.

He puffed the smoke and the way John’s pupils dilated, he knew he was a lover of cigarettes. “Trading off my wife.” “Huh? It wasn’t a mistake. You did me good.” “But I want her back.” “There is a slight correction here. First, she is not your wife anymore. Second, nobody asks for what’s mine.” “But…” “Listen to me John. Let me give you an insight into the future. First, you have lost your wife, but you haven’t lost respect. No one knows what you did, except me. If you get her back, which will never happen, she will tell everyone the story of your betrayal how you betted your own wife. She might not even live with you as she saw the true version of you last night. She knows she is not safe. A