Winning Her Back After Divorce Novels & Stories

BILLIONAIRE ANTONIO MORETTI'S EX-WIFE MAKES SHOCKING RACING COMEBACK AFTER MESSY DIVORCE She clicked on the article before she could stop herself, read words that reduced her accomplishment to a response to heartbreak rather than her own choice. Jayda Marlowe, 28, recently divorced from tech billionaire Antonio Moretti, made a stunning return to racing yesterday after a three-year absence. Sources close to the former couple suggest the split was acrimonious, with Moretti recently spotted dining with his secretary Lisa Knight. Marlowe's dramatic comeback, which ended with her collapsing at the finish line, appears to be a response to the very public end of her marriage. "They think I did this

"It's because Vanessa came back. She returned wealthy, successful, confident—everything she wasn't when you divorced her. And now you want her again." I said nothing. Because what could I say? That she was wrong? That I didn't notice how Vanessa had transformed? That I didn't see how she'd become exactly the kind of woman I'd always wanted? That would be a lie. Vanessa had come back different—sexier, stronger, and more desirable. She wasn't the broken, desperate woman I'd thrown away. She was powerful and successful and so goddamn hot it made my chest ache just looking at her. She was my exact type now.

I suddenly found this mysterious investor admirable. I would forever be grateful to her and her company for bringing me out of the turmoil I was in. It was time for a fresh start. For both my company and myself. After making a name for myself and becoming a better man--I didn't care how long that was going to take-- I was going to use all resources to find Ciara and win her back into my life as my wife once again. ***

She finally spoke after the long silence. “To make the divorce process easier, that’s why. I promise if you do this, I won’t hold any grudges against you.” I just wanted to do anything possible for her to accept. “Really? But that won’t make us a married couple would it?” Even the way she talks annoys me the most. “Mia, you need to stop all this and accept the fact that you want this divorce!” My voice was becoming louder, I was getting more annoyed by her attitude.

“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—”

"Don't flatter yourself, sweetheart. I am the mother of his child. That is a bond you will never, ever be able to break. We’ve only been officially divorced for a year. Once he finally gets over his bruised ego and forgives me for Joe, he’ll be begging me to take him back for the sake of our family." She leaned closer, her voice dropping into a conspiratorial, venomous whisper. "Besides, I’ve successfully gotten rid of all the other little sluts he’s tried to date over the last twelve months. I don't see how you would be any different. You're just a phase. A distraction." The sheer audacity of the woman was almost breathtaking.

Even the back up plans that were created in case of contingencies proved to be useless. I was so close to executing my first plan to get her back. I sent my men to monitor her to ensure she didn't get far away, all a master mind of how I was going to get her back. But now, she was deep into him. Into his world. But this isn't over. I gripped the whiskey glass roughly and tossed it into the fire. The fire roared, my rage burning just as bright as it burned. It hadn't even taken up to six months since we divorced. Now she's bouncing round in his bed, playing the wife duties. The duties she never exercised during our marriage.

Though I hadn't let her know yet that I knew her reason for coming back, I knew. She was back here to claim what she thought was hers and oh might I say, she was going to fail at that. Even though I wasn't quite sure if I wanted anything to do with her, I couldn't let her rip me off and the fact that she could actually run off with a man before our divorce was even finalized says a lot. “Yeah, says a lot like she was finally done with you.” Maddox whispered in my head and I looked around to be sure I wasn't imagining things.

Came her calm voice, I was filled with a whole new emotion, tears blurred my vision and I allowed them flow freely, I looked at my husband to see him wiping off a tear from his eyes, Ava was the best daughter ever any parents would ask off until Nicklaus destroyed every piece of her with his side piece living my daughter a shadow of herself Year's she battled with self-love trying to love herself and get her husband to love her, all she ever showed him was love and support thinking a day would come when he changes and loved her back, but that never happened until Ava couldn't take it anymore, he's pushed her past her breaking point and she couldn't take it anymore, she divorced him and flew

"Of course I have. I don't need to have one to be your wife. I just need the public. They helped me during our divorce. I'm sure they can help me again." No. Not again. Never again. She wasn't the only one who had changed over the past years. I had to. I had worked hard to build all that I had. "Leave. Leave now before I make sure you can never step foot near me again," I growled, shoving her away from me and walking away, the sound of her horrid laughter following me into the night.