Novel & Cerita Abandoned Husband

"And your husband?" I glanced at the clasp on my bag, still smiling. "We're divorcing. I'm sure the hospital's heard by now—Peter's been hanging around OB-GYN. Says she's his sister, but come on, Rebecca. We're both women. We know what that really means." She didn't say a word. Just signed the resignation. "Yuna, the world's a lot bigger when you stop tying yourself to love." I took the papers and headed to my office to pack.

she sneered, turning to Vanessa and offering her a reassuring smile. Ashley sat there on the ground, feeling the sting of Beatrice words cut through her like a knife. Today was supposed to be the happiest day of her life, Instead, she sat there like an outcast, unwanted in her own husband’s home… in the house she had once tried so hard to belong to. “Are you sure about this son?” Victor’s calm voice broke through the tension as his eyes fell on the divorce papers lying on the ground. He was Caleb’s father, a business man with years of experience in the family business. “Are you sure you really want to end this marriage?”

“Family. The company. The legacy.” “And all of that matters more than the woman who nearly died saving you?” Leonard looked away. “This isn’t about right or wrong,” he said flatly. “It’s about being realistic.” Sebastian let out a short laugh. “Realistic? You call abandoning your wife in that condition… realistic?” Leonard didn’t react. He simply took another sip. “Taking care of her won’t change anything. Surgeries, therapy… all of that just prolongs something that can’t be fixed.”

I'm already losing my patients, but I'm trying not to cause a scene. “Zack, why is he not here yet?” I heard his mother say in a low voice while reaching out to a man who just walked in. “He's busy and won't be able to make it. I'm here to stand in for him.” The man called Zack said, and soon he was standing next to me. What sort of rubbish is this? My so-called husband abandoned me on our wedding day in front of the altar and in front of the world. Who did he take himself for to treat and embarrass me like this? Even if this is an arranged marriage, he should at least respect me.

Weirdly enough, though, my eyes still started to burn. Suddenly, I really wanted to cry. It wasn’t just sadness. It felt more like someone had shoved me from behind. And only at this exact moment did it finally hit me— My husband had actually, truly, completely abandoned me. And somehow, worse than being abandoned… was the humiliation. From Sebastian. And from Grace. A quiet, bitter laugh slipped through my mind.

"Strictly speaking, my life is very miserable now. My father abandoned my mother and left with another woman when I was in high school. My mother couldn't accept this blow and chose to commit suicide, so I became an orphan when I was a teenager. I was able to attend college with the financial support of my relatives. After graduated from college, I fell in love with a girl in my class. She was a high-maintenance girl from the city. We loved each other very much and got married. At first, we were very happy. Later, her parents expressed their dislike towards me due to my lack of ambition. Besides, there were also personal factors that contributed to my wife abandoning me three years later. I

When I lift gaze, everyone just looks at us like we’re from a different planet. I crease my eyebrows on them. “‘Sup with the look?” They just shrug without a word. “You’re serious with the wife thing?” Paul asks me and glances at Abby. “Of course, I am. Why would I joke about marriage? Abby is my wife. You don’t believe me, who cares?” “Do your parents know about it? And what’s with the disappearance, man?” He doesn’t seem convinced. “I sleep in the underground at my house. My wife was in Boston, who only knows that place exists.”

Right? I exhaled, physically and mentally drained. After all these years and I can finally go back to my family, I'm finding out that my wife probably remarried and was murdered and my daughter and her little sibling I've never met before are nowhere to be found? What do I say to that? Abigail squeezed my shoulder, pulling me away from my depressing thoughts. "Matt, are you there?" "Where's the husband?" I finally spoke up. "Fled before the cops got there. They are still searching for him." He paused. "Look, I'm sorry for your loss, but I promise you that I'll find your kids. I'm just waiting for a call and I'll get back to you, okay?"

“This guy is just trying to be funny, right?” “It’s common sense that a woman will go through ten months of pregnancy. Does he actually want a woman who’s only six months pregnant to give birth? That’s forcing her to have a premature birth!” “Where did this weirdo come from?” Just at this moment, someone in the crowd yelled out, “Ah, I remember now. He’s that abandoned young man who was expelled from the Rockefeller family in California. He married into the Assex family and became known in California for being notoriously useless. Oh my gosh, how can a guy like this be able to hook up with the granddaughter of the miracle doctor, James Coney? He’s definitely cheating her feelings!”

“But, how is it that you were married to her all these years and didn’t even know what she liked to eat? That’s pretty pathetic for a husband…” “Ex-husband,” Adam corrected with a smirk. “What about you?” I snapped, glaring at Arlington. “Your pathetic pining for my wife from a distance, for years, has clearly gotten you nowhere. Talk about pathetic…” Arlington froze for a moment before smiling politely. “Not so distant, I admit.” “You are not the father of my child,” I replied, stepping aside for a nurse who had come down the corridor. “And neither are you, Adam.” “You’re sure of that?” Adam asked, crossing his arms. “How many times have you slept with Alice over the years? A dozen? Less?”