Novel & Cerita Winning Her Back After Divorce

They no longer have any legal connection with each other except for the child they both shared. She might not be able to hold on to her ex-husband because they are already officially divorced, but her child can still help connect the bridge between them. She placed her hand on her belly, caressing the baby bump growing in her tummy. Her eyes gleamed. A plan was formed in her mind. A plan so brilliant it made her smile brightly. All is not lost after all! She still has a chance to reclaim everything she lost with meticulous planning. One day, she will reclaim what she lost by executing her plans when the perfect time arrives.

“I choose Maria; let’s end our engagement.” She managed to not just get everyone on her side but actively made them see her as the victim and me as the big bad bully who was jealous of her. She kept up this act, even now. “You must be a complete mess, going through all that you're going through.” She pulled away to take a better look at me. I smiled, knowing she expected me to affirm her secret prayers that I wasn't doing well. “I'm actually feeling the best I've ever felt in the longest time. The divorce was a blessing; now I'm focused on work, and even Dad wants me back.”

“I did. And… I hope we can keep doing this. Just… having fun, like tonight.” I nodded, feeling a warmth in my chest that I hadn’t felt in a long time. “Me too, Richard. Me too.” I sat on my bed thinking about everything, and I couldn't help but feel that I was making the right decision. We were rediscovering ourselves, it felt really nice, I thought about everything that had happened. From the divorce to him coming back, to the villains in our love story—or story— Williams and Susan, to my giving him a chance.

When they talked, she smiled charmingly. Even when she saw him, she pretended that he didn't exist, which lit up the anger in him. Fortunately, he had prepared this move a long time ago. He wanted her to give up completely! His ex-wife ignored him but flirted with another man. No wonder she divorced him as soon as she returned to A city. It turned out that she found a man who was better than him. She wanted to leave him. She wanted to live a happy and peaceful life, but he did not want her to achieve that.

On noticing his subtly narrowed eyes, she added, "Oh god! How many times do I have to tell you I am no longer the person who used to love you? I don't care if you are making out with your girlfriend or any other girls." Rebecca racked her fingers between her hair and stared straight into his eyes, "You and me staying together just to deceive your grandfather because you might have a purpose for doing that. So as long as we have the contract I will save your back from him. However, you do not need to give me an excuse for any event happening with you." She stepped away from him, her hands making their way to her waist, resting. She casually said, "I am not going to give you an excuse if I am

her eyes flicked deliberately to my stomach, “…he is afraid you’ll be upset. So he has to put it on hold for now.” Each syllable landed like a stone against my chest. My hands slid over my belly instinctively, protective, as if I could shield the child inside me from her words. My ears buzzed, the restaurant noise fading into a dull roar. She leaned forward, her fingers tightening around my hand with faux intimacy. “But I finally got back to him,” she whispered, as though we were co-conspirators sharing a secret, “and I don’t want to waste time waiting. Please do me a favour…” her smile widened, “and divorce him, okay?”

He hated to say it but the mere sight of those pictures reminded him that the beautiful body used to be his to love and worship until she made a pact to punish him maybe or make him suffer for it. Even after she signed the divorce papers, he waited for her to come clean to him and apologize. He wanted to give her a second chance, maybe mistakes do happen but it seemed like she didn’t regret it because the next thing she did was jump on the next available flight out of the state. He watched her up to the point she left and then he knew he had lost her. Maybe they still had a shot at this future thing. But she never did; he didn’t know she was back in town until he discovered that she was work

“This time, I won’t look back.” I looked at my clenched hands, remembering every tear, every humiliation, every betrayal I endured. This divorce wasn’t just paperwork—it was the key to my freedom. My footsteps echoed through the empty corridor. “If this divorce must happen, I will close every door—especially the ones that could bring me back to Argantara’s doubts and Revania’s schemes.” I glanced back once, seeing Argantara standing in front of the office, his face a mix of frustration and confusion. But I didn’t falter. This time, I was no longer a weak wife or a puppet to be manipulated.

“A woman like her won’t return to a man who has humiliated her.” Mrs. Meydina turned sharply. “You have no right to speak about Sheena.” Claudia laughed cynically. “Why not? Wasn’t Mommy the one who supported Gevan divorcing her back then?” Those words struck Mrs. Meydina like a slap. She clenched her fists, her breathing quickening. “I regret it,” she said with a trembling voice. “I deeply regret agreeing to that divorce. I regret allowing Gevan to marry you.” Claudia stopped pacing. “Oh, so now everything is my fault?”

"Jonathan, how dare you? You actually hit me. Just you wait!" She shoved me aside and smashed everything she could in our home, leaving me with a chaotic mess. When the disappointment had accumulated beyond one's limit, there was no way for new hope to be born. From that day onward, Winona never came back. Later on, she mailed a divorce agreement to me. I was set on divorcing her. After all, our marriage was properly dead now. However, the day after I mailed the agreement back to Winona, she came knocking on my door. With tears streaming down her face, she begged me not to divorce her.