Comeback Of The Abandoned Wife Novels & Stories

“You really don’t see it, do you?” “See what?” “That she’s not coming back.” The words landed like a punch. Adrian’s hands tightened on the armrests of his chair. “She’ll be back.” “You sure about that?” “Where else would she go? She has no money, no family….” “You don’t know that.” “Yes, I do. She told me. Her family disowned her.”

It was a song about a girl wanting to marry her boyfriend. I thought it was a code word between us, as well as her promise to me. I slept only three hours a day while abroad to achieve that goal. Consequently, I lost a lot of weight and got a lot weaker. All I wanted was to help the company get listed sooner. But in return, Yulia had built a warm family of three with another man. At the thought of Yulia’s dazzling diamond ring, pain overwhelmed me. I had difficulty breathing as I shed desperate tears. I knocked on the door in despair.

“Monsters…” The nanny nodded, her voice shaking. “Yes. And when the cure no longer worked, when Avery’s illness returned, they suddenly remembered the girl they abandoned. That’s why they went back to fetch her. Not because of love—not because she’s family. But because she’s nothing more than a blood bank for their darling princess.” The words burned themselves into Elena’s heart that day. She had stumbled back from the kitchen, tears streaming down her cheeks, her small chest heaving with grief and confusion. She wanted to scream, to ask why she had been born just to suffer, but she was too afraid. Too broken.

She was supposed to be untouchable. He was supposed to be gone forever. Her husband was supposed to love her.** Grammy winner Nova Black thought she had it all—until she caught her husband cheating on live television. In a moment of pure rage, she announced their divorce to millions of viewers. But her public breakdown awakens someone from her past. **Kai Storm.** The boy who disappeared without explanation ten years ago has returned as a billionaire with enough power to crush empires. He's been watching from the shadows, waiting for the perfect moment to reclaim what was stolen from him.

“I like her spirit. She’s got fight. She stands alone and doesn’t flinch. This? This is the kind of publicity I need.” He scoffed. “Really?” “Think about it. Me—the heartless, ruthless CEO who chews through women like deals—suddenly marrying the woman publicly shamed and abandoned by her baby daddy, who’s trying to sabotage her.” “But that’s not true,” Ramon argued. “She is trying to extort him—” “I’ll prove she was abandoned,” I said firmly. “She has every right to fight.” “Ethan—she told you that and you believed her? You just met her. She’s a gold digger.”

"Did you see the look of disgust on her face? How she crashes clamouring that you be thrown out. Funny, huh? And about throwing you out, you fucking deserved it for having the audacity to talk on my company and assault an employee. I bet you wouldn't do that if I wasn't the owner of that company." He bristled at my words, but I wasn't done. "And since we are talking about audacity. Why don't we address the fact that your so-called wife isn't even your wife anymore? Or should we skip that part? I'm guessing you haven't told Mommy and Daddy about that part yet? Maybe they gaslight her into coming back to you, like you brought them to talk to me." He stepped closer, almost shaking with anger. H

she said, “I could see that you are frustrated, and sick” Mimi said, and ended up with phone conversations, A few hours later, Zack returned home, and he walked to the bedroom where he met 'Tara sat down on the bed, “babe, how are you?“Zack asked, “Where are you coming from, you abandoned your wife at home and you are going around people that can not add value to your life,” she said, “why should you do that?“ she asked,

I stood in the wreckage of my gallery, staring at the broken glass on the floor and the slashed canvases. This was supposed to be the debut of the solo show I'd spent three years preparing. A room that should have been full of flowers and applause looked like a dump. Half an hour ago, my husband Preston had come storming in like a man possessed and trashed the place. "Chloe! What the hell did you send Vivian?!" "She read your goddamn text and suffered a depressive episode! She nearly jumped off the rooftop!"