Abandoned Husband Novels & Stories

Any other thing felt like a big fat lie. My day had started on a good note. A few of my dreams had come true and I was so excited to be with my daughter, yet for some reason, like every other time, whenever I was happy — fate just loved to play games and snatch it away from me I never thought that I would be in a helpless situation like this. On one hand, my husband, whom I had abandoned for five years, left him in a hospital and never turned back. On the other hand, I had my daughter, my little girl that I had raised with so much love, today she will fighting for her place and only one person could save her — My husband and her father.

Imanol hung up immediately, not wanting to listen to the voice of the woman who swore to love him and who finally turned out to be shameless, just like most of the women he has met who are only interested in their own economic well-being. The girl cried her eyes out on the bed, her husband has left her abandoned in an unknown country and the worst thing is that she has no money to be able to go back and confront him to tell him what really happened. She has no idea that her husband watched her lying in that bed, fortunately there was no one with her, which means that the man had already left. It is as if someone had hired him just to do evil and harm the happy marriage.

Elena' s POV "Abort, or divorce." My husband threw a folder directly in my face when I told him I was pregnant. What was he talking about? My eyes scanned the medical report. But then I saw it. On the second page. The pregnancy timeline… …with the wrong conception date. The day Lucian was still on a business trip. "This is a mistake, the report is wrong." I said, my voice trembling. "Hospitals don’t make mistakes," he quipped back. "The date is right there, clear as day. I was away that week. In Europe on a business trip."

He said with no remorse. “Like hell, I'm not your wife anymore. You abduct me and keep me here because of your stupid pleasure. I'm not going to turn up for you.” “You call it a pleasure but I'm telling you that we're going to make babies.”

Shock froze me in place. “How—how could you—?” “Aria, you don’t get to decide this. I’m the only one who decides that.” He threw the shredded papers at my feet. “Remember? You signed a seven-year contract. That was the deal. It’s only been four years.” “No! Why?” “Yes. I’m your husband and you’re my wife. You don’t get to end anything.” “My husband?” My voice cracked as I backed away from him. “I want freedom from this loveless marriage! I’m tired!”

But as a businessman. A stranger. Someone who pretended to see me for who I was: a rising designer with passion and drive. Not knowing his agenda was to hand my designs over to his nephew behind my back. Not just any nephew. Ethan. My husband. The same man who was supposed to protect me, love me, and support me. Instead, he teamed up with his uncle and stabbed me in the back. He didn’t just cheat on me with another woman; he stole from me. He let his family manipulate me. He let them pretend that I mattered, while all along, I was just a stepping stone for their success.

His heart sank when he saw his wife’s name flashing on the screen, and he said, “What is the matter?” After her husband left, Gail felt that she had humiliated her husband in front of his parents. She wanted to apologize for her behaviour and said, “Hubby, when are you coming home?” Hayden didn’t want to waste time with her and replied, “I am not coming back tonight, Gail. Please sleep early. I will see you tomorrow after work. Good night, Gail.” Then he hung up the phone. A dull ache spread across Gail’s heart. She looked at her silent phone in a daze. She felt abandoned by her husband and it hurt.

I thought I was getting a successful, reputable man that would actively help in the growth of my fashion brand, now I'm stuck in a very despicable marriage, with a useless and selfish husband. I was so foolish getting rid of the kindest, most selfless man I have ever known. Abel's attractive personality was my greatest comfort for three years. But I kicked him out in the most humiliating way. At the time I hadn't imagined he could be a better choice. He was jobless and a house husband, but he was more hardworking and devoted than any man I’ve met. I don't know where he ran to, after I kicked him out. He didn't really have a place to go. Which worries me now the most.