Goodbye Husband Novels & Stories

"You haven't changed since you were 4 years old..." ........ "Yes, you used to walk with a book full of girls numbers..." ........ "Oh God you still have that book, don't you?" .......... “Raven, I got to go..." ......... "Promise me you'll stay in DC with your mom and dad..." .......... “Yeah, yeah bye" he says as he hangs up He turns to look at me. something about this guy is giving me a mysterious vibe. This guy happens to be my husband... "Sorry about that. That was my cousin and best friend" he apologizes

“Do you enjoy embarrassing this family? You were never right for my son. I warned him, but he refused to listen. Honestly, this marriage should have ended long ago.” For four years, I had endured her words, her judgment and her rejection. But today, they meant nothing. “You’re right,” I said quietly. “It should have. That's why it's ending now.” And then I hung up. I was zipping up my suitcase when the bedroom door slammed open. Adrian. He stood there, slightly disheveled, anger written all over his face. His eyes swept over the room, the open wardrobe, the packed bags and his expression darkened. “What is this?” he demanded.

"She is my ex-wife." ‎

My daughter's a bad girl. Kelsea, come back to mommy. Kelsea! Kelsea! Kelsea! All that time, the man next to me just fell silent. I turned around. "Gerald?" My handsome husband, he's no longer on the side. Even Gerald disappeared. Everyone I love is gone. They're gone! "Gerald! Kelsea! Back! Back to mommy. Why are you leaving?" I sat there and sobbed. I don't want them to walk away when I'm just feeling happy. What the hell is this?

My husband, Caleb Thorne, only returned from wherever he was the next day. When he did, I was busy cleaning up the mess in our backyard. It was our seventh anniversary yesterday. Before things went downhill, he had once told me, "I hear people say that a marriage will fall apart after seven years, but I don't believe in such nonsense. So, we should invite all our friends and family to our seventh anniversary. That way, we can flaunt our happy marriage right in their faces."

I deeply regret not being the husband you deserved. As tears streamed down our faces, we held each other tightly, finally releasing all the pent-up emotions we had been suppressing. We spent hours talking, reflecting on the good times we shared and acknowledging our own shortcomings. Throughout the night, it became clear that our love for each other still remained. However, despite our love, it became evident that our marriage couldn't be salvaged. The damage had been done, and we both understood that we couldn't return to the way things were. Samantha has found happiness with another man now, and it's time for both of us to move forward.

Get down on your knees and apologize to Audie and the baby this instant! I laughed coldly. "You're ordering me around now? What gives you the right?" Levi slapped me hard. "Because I am your husband! Country bumpkins like you should know better than to go against your husbands. You have to obey my every word! "I've been too lenient on you for far too long. You don't even know your place anymore. How dare you talk so haughtily to me?" He slapped me with so much force that I crashed into the wall behind me before falling to the ground. I could taste blood, and half my face went swollen from the slap.

"Piper! I'm sorry! Please forgive me! I can't live without you!" His cries faded down the hallway until they disappeared completely. … At last, the room fell silent—just William and me. He came to my bedside, gently wiping the tears from the corners of my eyes. His voice softened to a whisper. "It's over, Piper. He won't bother you again." I shook my head and leaned into William's chest. This time, I couldn't hold back the tears. Not because I was sad, but because I had finally seen the truth of what that relationship really was. And for the first time, I felt free enough to let it go completely.

It was all evidence of Luca and Winnie’s affair that I had collected over the past few years. I had always wanted our relationship to end on good terms. However, in the end, I decided that I wouldn’t let them enjoy their happiness. Before leaving this city for good, I typed my final text message. “Goodbye, I wish you all the best.” Having been together for five years, we didn't seem to have much connection as we weren't married. The miscarried child didn’t seem to matter as well. Before switching off my phone, I received a few messages.

The husband said and pecked his wife's cheek before heading to the restroom. Charlene breathed slowly, she glanced at the woman beside her. She took a sip of champagne and smiled at Charlene. “You're beautiful–” Charlene didn't pivot her head to look at the woman beside her, she thought she couldn't be talking to her. She was still looking around when she felt a soft tap on her shoulder. “You come with your husband?” Puzzlingly, she parted her lips. “Um, no. I came with my dad.” She answered nervously.