Winning My Ex-wife Back Novels & Stories

I felt like I'd won something I didn't actually want. My ex-husband called me to celebrate. "Did you see?" he asked. "Adrian's wife is taking everything. His business is dissolving. His reputation is destroyed." "I saw," I said. "You should be happy," he said. "You won." "Did I?" I asked. "Or did we both lose something?" There was silence on the other end of the line. "What do you mean?" he asked. "I mean that I just spent six months manipulating someone into bed so I could destroy him," I said. "That's not victory. That's just a different kind of loss."

Yet here I am again. Back in his life. Back in his bed. Back in his chaos. No matter how much I try to dress it up as strategy or pride, the ugly truth stares me in the face: I came back for him. For us. Because walking away the first time nearly killed something inside me, and I refuse to let that happen twice. And then there’s her. That woman.

“And the only woman I want to focus on now is my wife.” James tilted his head. “Ex-wife,” he corrected calmly. Reid shot him a dead, murderous look. James cleared his throat immediately. “...Right. Apologies. Voluntary survival reflex.” Reid exhaled through his nose, then said, more honestly than he had in a long time, “I want to win her back. Properly. Not with just excuses..” James studied him for a moment, then nodded once. “Good. Then step one?” He leaned in slightly. “Grovel. On your knees. Until they bleed.”

In a way,he couldn't get his mind off the entire situation, he had seen the look in her eyes and could tell that she didn't buy anything he said. Still, he couldn’t figure out what she was going to gain from all of this. Stalling for time, in the vain hope that he might come around. But why? He’s such a fool … And it was glaring that he had pushed her away. He did manage to convince his ex wife to leave. He had thought she was going to come back and that was because she had always done exactly that again and again, she had come back but in a black bag instead. He had feared the same would happen now.

I said with finality and about to move past her but she grabbed my wrist and hugged me from behind. “Damien, I know you don’t love me and I also know what you still have feelings for your ex-wife who is pregnant with our babies. Our lives have become complicated but I don’t want our marriage to end. I am doing everything to make you feel happy. Please, give me another chance to be the wife you want me to be.” She kept saying. I closed my eyes to let the guilt pass and then I slowly removed her hands from my torso. She was crying and I do feel bad for her but it was my life and I know what I have always wanted. It is always Madeline.

"I need to trigger his memories. Show him photos, tell him stories, make him remember what we had." "Sophia, you're not hearing me. This is harassment. If you show up at his building again, if you contact him, if you do anything to interfere with his recovery, Eve can file for a restraining order. And given your history, she'd get it." "So I'm just supposed to disappear? Let her win?" "She already won. She's his wife..." "Ex-wife." "She's the mother of his child. She's living with him. They're working things out. You've already lost, Sophia. The question is whether you're going to accept that gracefully or make it worse."

He won without a fight but I am going to charge for custody again and this time, I am prepared. A heavy sigh left her mouth, originating from the bottom of her heart. The heaviness was weighing her down. "The past two years of my life have been years of self redemption and image building. I have literally never worked so hard before in my life. "All I wanted was to acclaim so many properties in my name and capital as well. Just about enough to get my son back. Lately, my ex husband seems to be losing funds and assets, his new wife is ruining him.

He practically controls my whole body, and there is absolutely nothing I can do about it. “If you think that’s what it would take to get back on my good books, then you need to think again. You hurt me, Nate, and I’m not willing to let it go so easily. Fighting for me and protecting me from that pervert is not enough to win me back, dear ex-husband. You have to do better.” I told him firmly, looking away from his face.

The only way I could describe how I felt seeing that picture is anger and then suddenly I have nothing in my mind than the thought of also moving on from her life because she had clearly showed me that whatever we had before is now nothing and I wouldn’t want to be a clingy Ex like her ex husband before me was, I made what I think was the best decision right there and then. “Addie?” I called turning back and expecting to see her still seated but she must have unknowingly walked up to where I was and was now standing over my shoulder. “Yes James” she replied and I could see the longing in her eyes, the type of longing that was all so familiar. “I have taken you back” was a decision I made at

He didn't want that, but he had to. The drive was slow and peaceful, just like the old times before he met Vanessa and took Seraphina for granted. “God, I miss my wife.” Something responded back in his head. “Ex-wife.” and he exhaled and repeated. “Wife.” When he got in the house, it was quiet and cold like Vanessa hadn't stepped foot since she left the office. But Adrian couldn't care less. He sat alone in his penthouse, the memory of Vanessa's words still ringing in his ears as he poured himself a glass of whiskey.