Estranged Husband Wife Romance Novels Novels & Stories

“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?”

“Our marriage is real. This is not something you decide in a second because you feel you want out. What we have for each other is real, London. You can’t just shut it off and decide we’re over because you’re upset over something. This is not you.” “Yes, it was because you were good at giving me what I wanted that I hadn’t found in other men. I’m sorry if I used you or if my father used you, but I can’t do it anymore. I can’t play with your feelings. I know what you feel for me is real, and for good grace, I can’t pretend I care. You’re a good person, Striker, and I apologize for involving you in my family mess. I wanted to secure LH, and I did. But now, it’s time to end this.” I couldn’t bel

"Please stop meeting with her. I'll treat you just as my coworker or friend but... Please don't involve yourself with us anymore..." I can't believe what he is saying. He's pushing me away. But I get where he is coming from. I know it hurts but I also just want him to be happy. And when I open my mouth and am about to agree. "I just want to be happy with her and our son. But I think we will never be happy. I love her so much but it looks like she doesn't care about me anymore even if I cheated on her. Did you know that she cheated on me twice for a woman she said was just her friend? And I found divorce papers in her bag..." He suddenly rests his head on my shoulder. It makes my heart run fa

Victoria glared at Caroline, her grip on Caroline's hair tightening. Caroline was feeling unwell, which was why she wanted to rest for a bit. From morning until night, she was constantly ordered to do house chores like a servant. Her husband, Johan, allowed her to be treated this way and tormented in this house. Johan didn’t care about her. His attitude was nothing like it had been early in their marriage. They had been married for three years, and initially, Johan often defended and protected her. However, over time, his concern for her disappeared.

"You're so invested in my marriage, Ms. Stroud. Is it because you're smothered by the troubles in your own marriage, or are you just fuming over your husband's new baby?" Jasmine's eyes blazed with anger. "You—" Her marriage was a business arrangement and a facade with no real affection. Just recently, she'd personally dealt with one of her husband's mistresses, forcing her to abort an eight-month pregnancy. She and her husband were still in a cold war over this. Winter was deliberately poking her where it hurt! As Winter turned to leave, Jasmine gritted her teeth and sneered coldly. "Since we've known each other for a while, and seeing how devoted you are to Joshua, I'll let you in on somet

“You want to go away with me. And what exactly would we be doing together?” He thinks far too long before sighing. “It’s just a weekend. We’ll be okay.” “Will I get a separate room?” “No. We’re husband and wife.” “It seems you haven’t noticed that I can’t stand being around you.” “Maybe you’ll have to rely on the vows we made to each other to pull you through.” Rage slams into me like a sledgehammer. “Are you being serious right now? Rely on what stupid vows?” “For better or worse. Remember?”

Max felt the ground beneath him shift as he came face to face with his estranged wife. Shock at seeing her there rooted him in place. It had been so long that he thought he was never going to see her again. Christ. She'd changed, but for the better. She looked stunning, so beautiful like his Emilia but also so different. The woman staring back at him had matured. One look at her and he knew the Emilia he'd married was long gone. And then relief flooded through him. Because she was okay and healthy. A part of him had feared that one day he'd get a call telling him to collect his wife's body, and he realized that had been his biggest fear. Her leaving without an explanation.

Why hasn't she croaked yet? I looked at the woman who once swore to spend her life with me, and now she showed this side of herself to another man. Over the past two years, I pulled every string I had for her sake. I handed over a dedicated oil supply line from Prince Khalid to the Wynter family for free. I even drank myself to the point of a bleeding ulcer to secure the Valdoria Monarchy's jewelry distribution rights for her. "Cassie, are you sure you want to burn this bridge with me?"

“Maybe I’m foolish.” “Or maybe,” he murmured, “you’re desperate to finally be heard.” The air between us crackled. My fingers tightened around my glass, though I hadn’t touched the drink in minutes. His eyes followed the motion, then flicked back to mine, unflinching. “Tell me,” he said softly, “does he even notice when you’re gone?” My chest constricted. “Excuse me?” “Your husband,” he replied, voice calm, almost too calm. “The man who clipped your wings. Does he notice when you slip into the night? Or is his world too busy to see you vanish?”

Lia warned. "Are you delusional to this extent? How do you expect me to stay away from MY HUSBAND?" Emily scoffed. "I don't give a shît, divorce him if you must," Lia replied. "No, and you won't do shît about it, miss whatever your name is." Emily pulled her wrist from Lia's grip and got into her car. She drove away fast, leaving an angry Lia gritting her teeth. _ {MADISON'S APARTMENT}