Goodbye Husband Novels & Stories

“ Keep your eyes open, don't close them” But the words were already fleeting. “She would be missed” a familiar heartwrenching voice resounded. My husband…giving the heartwrenching speech I knew had been memorised already.

“Good graci—” Even after all this time, Richard cared for me. He left me all of his belongings, not just his money. I have loved him. Really. Truly. But sometimes, you have to say goodbye. I have to say goodbye. “Goodbye, Richard.” Then I walked away, laying my past on his grave and watering the flowers around him through my tears. “Goodbye, my love…” Those were the last words I uttered before strolling towards my family. My husband and kids beaming at me.

His heart sank when he saw his wife’s name flashing on the screen, and he said, “What is the matter?” After her husband left, Gail felt that she had humiliated her husband in front of his parents. She wanted to apologize for her behaviour and said, “Hubby, when are you coming home?” Hayden didn’t want to waste time with her and replied, “I am not coming back tonight, Gail. Please sleep early. I will see you tomorrow after work. Good night, Gail.” Then he hung up the phone. A dull ache spread across Gail’s heart. She looked at her silent phone in a daze. She felt abandoned by her husband and it hurt.

I smiled and walked to the sofa in his living room to lie on it. I took out my phone and sent Chris a message. "Remember to say you love me earlier next time." After sending the message, I locked my phone and waved my hand at James, Nova, and Brenda. "Goodbye, my ex-husband. I hope that you'll dream of me every night from today onwards." With that, I closed my eyes and my world became dark.

They stand-up and he hugs her goodbye. She watches him drive away and calls her husband “he actually hugged me goodbye. I think I’m on the right track” she tells him trying to stop her tears. “Good, I’m glad. I told you if he was able to see your sincerity, he would be alright. So, you didn’t have to fear he’d cut you from his life, for good” her husband assures her.

Chester's mother pressed her ear to the breathing mask on my face, listening intently to my final words. "Mrs. Morrison," I whispered. "I never want to see him again." She nodded, her expression dark and grim. "I've heard about what happened at the wedding. Don't worry, I'll deal with that ungrateful son of mine—" I shook my head and interrupted her, "That doesn't matter anymore. My grandmother was gone too." "What? H-how could this happen?" She froze in disbelief, her tear-filled eyes wide with shock. Her voice broke as tears streamed down her face.

And that he turn his car around and drove home "Maybe this lifetime isn't for us but I am happy that I get to know you better than I wished before. Sadly this will be our end. Thank you for making yourself happy. I will wish you a happy marriage sometime in the future but not now, I am still hurting. Will I be able to move on like you did? or will I end up going crazy again? I gotta find that out I think. Goodbye my love, I will love you till you cease in my heart"

With time, I'll try to love her and accept her as the love of my life. I'm sorry for doing this to you. For now, onwards, I'm going to start a new chapter of my life. I'll try my best to keep my wife happy. Goodbye, My love." I was in trance after reading his entry. It was broken by the knock on the door.

She managed to talk with her cracked voice. "Don't say that please, stay for me Helen. I love you, I cannot live without you. You are my only reason am sane, my life will be miserable without you. Please don't do this." Her husband cried. "Look baby, I can't argue too much, I am wea, I can feel it, my body is shutting down slowly, I can feel it too. Am in pains so just make it easy for me. Please baby promise me, when am gone, please, marry my best friend, both of you will take care of my twins. Do it for me baby. It's my last wish."

His younger twin, Ryan Lockheart, scrolled through his phone and said, "Mom, everyone's complimenting you! They're saying Ethan must be lying—you look like our sister, not our mom." Ethan laughed. "They're not wrong. Mom's a natural beauty. If she wasn't the CEO of a company, she could've been an international superstar." Watching my sons tease me, I felt comforted and unexpectedly a little teary-eyed. 18 years earlier, my husband, Charles Lockheart, had died in a fire along with his secretary. He had left behind two illegitimate sons and a mountain of chaos. The business problems were manageable. After all, my family and the Lockhearts were prominent families in Westbrook. But the two kids…