Dumping Her Betrayed Husband And Son Novels & Stories

After that, Zac kept telling everyone that he had married the perfect wife. He said that meeting me was the luckiest thing that had ever happened to him. However, the number of photos of him going in and out of hotels had increased. The marriage was already dead for a long time. My stubbornness had ruined myself and even more so, my son. I slowly walked toward the urn and wiped the surface clean with a piece of tissue paper. Then, I sent a text message to a few key business partners of our company. Many of them were only willing to help me because of my parents.

"She is the one who set up the entire scenario that led to me running to Germany in the first place.” I walked toward him, my eyes narrowed, forcing him to accept my focus. “She used her own husband's stroke as a curtain to execute the perfect financial exit. She is the one who is currently coordinating with Voss to invoke the Marriage Mandate. Jason was just a stupid, greedy scapegoat. She’s the architect of the betrayal.”

At least, if he wanted to talk or scold his wife, he should do that after I had finished my revenge mission. “You abandoned your husband and your little child, Cassandra, after your husband lost his wealth. And you seduced this old bastard sitting next to you, and he made you his precious second wife”. I said. “Ol- old bastard?”. The old bastard muttered with a frowning face. But I could not care less about his reaction to the name I had given him. What could he possibly do to me for insulting him when he was already a dead man? I added, “You conceived two sons for the old bastard, and he was overjoyed, to the extent he allowed you to bully my mother. But, are the sons you conceived really h

Another silence followed. Then Alison delivered the final blow. "The withdrawal was authorized using Alex's credentials." Patricia felt the floor vanish beneath her. Outside, lightning split the night sky above Nakuru. And somewhere in the darkness, her husband was disappearing with another woman—and every cent they had left.

Hilary’s face contorted into a mean, venomous glare, her fingernail digging slightly into his skin, “Then the earlier we get started and tackle this threat head-on. We are going to destroy her before she destroys us. Together.” Smiling sweetly now, she dropped her finger from his throat and planted a soft kiss on his right cheek, before she leaned in, her breath hot against his ear, “Now, get upstairs. I need my husband tonight.” She turned and began walking up the grand staircase, her silhouette dark and menacing while Jerry didn't move as he sank slowly onto his knees, with his head in his hands, surrounded by the shredded pieces of his divorce papers. His hands covered his face as he crum

​I looked down and saw the red staining my hospital gown and pooling on the white floor, and the world began to tilt on its axis again while the pain in my stomach intensified into something unbearable. ​Clara scrambled to her feet, her face red from the slap but her eyes gleaming with a sick kind of victory as she pulled out her phone and started typing frantically, "You think you’ve won? I’m telling Adrian right now that you’re bleeding out because you got pregnant for another man and your body is rejecting the lie." ​The last thing I saw before my knees buckled and the darkness rushed back in was Matthew screaming for a nurse, while Clara stood by the door with a cruel, vengeful smile on

Lauren Lionel married her childhood sweetheart, believing love would be enough. Then Jack's mother, Beatrice, convinced him that Lauren's secret hospital visits were an affair, using photographs and messages that turned an innocent doctor-patient relationship into proof of betrayal. While Lauren silently battled cancer, Jack found comfort in her best friend, Georgina. Caught between her husband's cruelty and her friend's knife, Lauren was divorced and thrown out with nothing. Then an accident revealed she was carrying Jack's twins and that the aggressive treatment her life depended on could endanger them. Enters William Roland: Jack's father, the man who raised him, and the last person

“You wanted to do this to prove that Leo cares more about you than for me! You wanted to prove a point that he would give you whatever you wanted. “You have been asking him to give you a house and a car to test the waters. You got him to secure you a job, and he even had to borrow favors from the shareholders and bring them gifts in exchange for your position. “You already won and proved your point, but that wasn’t enough, was it? You got greedy and set your sights on my daughter instead. You manipulated Leo so that he would sign off on my daughter’s kidney. “After the operation, you kept Leo by your side in the VIP ward, so he wouldn’t have time to attend to Dianne. Are you happy now that y

“Or are you just lonely enough to ruin my life twice?” I exhaled slowly. “I wish I could let you hate me.” She tilted her head. “It would make this easier.” And shrugged. “Then do it,” she said. “Let me hate you more than I already do.” The air between us gree heavy, crowded with feelings and guilt. I could tell her the truth. That I haven’t slept a single night in three years without seeing her face in my dreams, behind my eyelids. That every word in that scandal report was written to destroy her… so my family could survive.

Tears burned her eyes as Lovett stole one last glance at the sleeping man before quietly slipping out of the room. What had she done? How could she explain this—to anyone? Who would believe that she hadn’t meant to betray her husband? As she made her way to the hotel’s bar area, she wiped her tears with the back of her hand. Her hair was a mess, but she didn’t care. All she wanted was to find her hu— “Please,” she said shakily to a waitress, “have you seen my husband?” The waitress studied her, recognition dawning, then smiled politely.