Novel & Cerita Abandoned Husband

If he cried, their world collapsed. The night I returned home, Carson couldn't accept it. After a dramatic breakdown, he climbed to the edge of the rooftop and screamed, "I've been abandoned! No one wants me anymore! I might as well die so Dad, Mom, and Jason can finally live happily together!" My parents lost their minds. Scrambled up to coax him down, then wouldn't leave his side for a second. Dad and Mom fed him fruit and snacks, coaxing him to eat, while I sat dizzy with hunger, ignored completely.

Instead, he said five words that shattered everything she thought she knew. "Daniel Hart isn't your husband." The call disconnected. And for the first time since this nightmare began, Emma realized the truth might be far worse than betrayal. Because if Daniel wasn't really her husband... Then who had she been married to for the last seven years?

"Of course, Miss. I have prepared for all the necessary needs. So we can leave anytime." Helen opened the door and let Caroline out first. "The identity of the man seems to have been omitted on purpose. That's why we've had difficulty finding the man's whereabouts all this time. The elevator door opened. Caraline and Helen rushed inside. "The man is currently living in Springtown with the Aberald family." "The Abelard Family?" Caraline asked. Helen nodded. "The Abelard family owns a textile and culinary company. Their company is on the brink of bankruptcy right now. But the man you are looking for is not involved in the activities of the Abelard family company at all.

Finally, his second wife and two children moved to Riverside, leaving him alone in that small town. As he told the story, his eyes were swollen and teary. I saw deep sadness and regret in his eyes. Then, he took a photo out of his wallet and showed it to me. When I saw the photo, I was stunned and couldn’t say anything. Was fate playing a joke on me? The man in front of me was the man Uncle Ted had told me about last night. So, this old man was the father who had abused my mother and abandoned us? The man who chose money over his children and wife. How ironic. I never imagined that blood ties would bring me to him.

"Or Cassian thought he was playing his own game, while Evelyn used him to get leverage of her own. With them, there’s usually more than one agenda." Serena let out a quiet breath and shook her head. "Six months ago, I thought Cassian was helping me," she said softly. "I was dealing with European expansion costs. He sat across from me at dinner, poured my wine, and said he had a contact at a Swiss syndicate who could offer clean terms." She looked down at her hands. Her engagement ring was gone, but her skin still felt strangely light without it. "He lied right to my face," she said. "He was setting up the trap while holding my hand."

He didn't know that he wanted to leave or that he needed it, until his brother made the mention of leaving that place. Although the word "abandon" was not to Charisse's liking, because it made her nostalgic. Their father had abandoned them, their mother had died, years later they learn that their father had also died and as if they were not many misfortunes, they are left without money. But luckily Jared finished his university studies and was able to get a good job at Graham Group, the rest that happened did not exist in Charisse's mind, because she was in a coma, she did not know the course that Jared's life took or his friendship with Robert.

After sleeping with my husband on the night of our anniversary. Applause erupted, snapping me out of my thoughts. I glanced up and my breath hitched. Of all people, it had to be him. Arden Montclair. My husband’s stepbrother… and the man who would ruin everything.

My hands clenched into fists. "And even if she divorces me, even if she runs to you, even if you think you've won..." He smiled, and it was the ugliest thing I'd ever seen. "You'll never have her. Not really. Because deep down, she'll always know you abandoned her once. And she'll spend every day waiting for you to do it again." He turned to leave, then paused. "She's mine, Storm. Even in divorce. Even in your bed. Even when she's whispering your name." His eyes glittered with malice. "She'll always be mine."

The man stared at me for a moment, and suddenly a smile spread across his face. "So that’s what you’re worried about. Then don’t be. Helen had always been broad-minded and wouldn’t care about things like that. You just want to marry me and that won’t be a problem. As long as you stay obedient and treat Alana well, I wouldn’t mind marrying—" "No." I shook my head. "You misunderstood. I don’t want to marry you, and I definitely don’t want to register our marriage." The moment those words fell, a dark, stormy look surged in his eyes.

Serena had made a bet with me, once: Sebastian would never really love me, and the day I figured that out, I'd step aside. I'd never believed he'd married me out of spite. So I'd taken the bet. Life had slapped that confidence out of my mouth. He'd married me to get under Serena's skin. On our wedding night, I'd waited in the bridal suite in my dress. He'd waited at the arrivals gate at JFK. Two people. Each one up all night, waiting for somebody else. Six years of a marriage in name only had put me into severe depression. Then came the drunken night that produced a pregnancy, and the mood swings I couldn't control, and my grandfather's death — the one person in this world who'd actually lov