He Stole Me From My Deadbeat Husband Novels & Stories

Jenny stopped several feet away, wearing a smile that held no kindness. "Look who finally came," she said, crossing her arms as she stared at me. I walked forward instead of backing away. "You." Her smile widened. "Did you honestly think you were coming here to see your father?" My fingers tightened around my bag as Hardin stepped closer. "What did you do?" I asked, keeping my voice steady. Jenny laughed softly. "You still think everyone is trying to help you." "You betrayed me once, Jenny," I replied, holding her gaze. "You slept with my husband, helped destroy my marriage, then watched me lose everything while you took my place."

“Pay back the one million you owe me as soon as possible, and get back the money you gave to your mistress.” Sarah, his first love, was nothing more than a homewrecker. I had already found out that the money he had given her over the years had been stolen from me. That meant he had to pay me back that amount too, or I would report him for theft. Mark’s expression was full of shock, as if he never expected me to find out. His voice even trembled a little. “You found out?” I replied. “Yes. I know you’ve been cheating on me for five years. I know you faked your death to be with your first love. And I know the six-million-dollar debt is a complete lie.”

“Don York, I’m sorry! I really am! Please forgive me! Stella is my wife, and I’m part of your family!” “Part of my family?” My father kicked him away. “You convinced my daughter to run away from home and tried to trick her into a divorce because you cheated on her so that you could claim the company and assets all to yourself! Had my daughter not discovered your scheme, she would have been scammed. How dare you call yourself her husband!” Milo whipped his head up in shock and confusion. What? Stella already knew? Since when? My father scoffed. “Heh. You will now pay for your idiocy and greed.”

Mimi and Jocelyn looked at them at the same time. Seeing that guy was about to bump into Jocelyn, Mimi first thought that Jocelyn was pregnant and couldn't be knocked down by that guy. Therefore, Mimi chose to rush to that guy subconsciously. Then both of them fell to the ground. The man who chased after the thief quickly subdued him and thanked Mimi. The man named Aries Lewis, and his wife was hospitalized in this hospital. He was an honest man from the countryside. He usually deposited his money in his passbook. So, when he needed to pay the hospitalization fee this afternoon, he had to borrow some money from his fellow villager, who could withdraw money from the nearby ATM in time.

Part 2 I snatched the jewelry worn by my husband's mistress. I will not let that woman enjoy what belongs to me. The same goes for the jewelry around my mother-in-law's neck. I took it all. Because it is mine. ** "Natasya? Honey... you... you're here?" Roby stepped closer. His eyes were filled with disbelief. The wife he thought would never return to this house was standing there, perfectly fine. Like Jordy, Roby looked as if he had seen a ghost when he faced Natasya.

“So I should thank the woman who destroyed my family? Who seduced my husband and stole my daughter away from me?” I stood there, tears blurring my vision as Lucas smiled for the cameras, cutting the cake with her, snapping photos with her, celebrating with her while I stood in the shadows like a ghost. I couldn’t take it anymore. I turned to leave, ready to find peace, anywhere but not here. I was leaving the party when I heard. “Rose! Rose!” Someone called. I stopped. I looked back and I frowned when I saw Catherine. What does she want? Hasn't she done enough?

They had probably noticed the difference in me already. I wasn't nervous. Not anymore. I had spent the last two weeks watching everything unfold exactly as I expected. The Morettis had waited patiently for me to sign the original agreement, believing that I would eventually return to the table and accept whatever they put in front of me. They had no idea that the woman who had walked away from that contract was no longer the woman who had been desperate to marry Matteo Moretti. And I certainly wasn't the same Scarlett who had signed away her future without understanding what she was giving them.

Listening. "I lost everything. My business. My home. My kidney when the mafia came to collect. I spent two years in poverty. Hiding. Barely surviving. Then I discovered my husband wasn't dead. He was alive. He'd stolen my daughter. My designs. My life. And he was building an empire with my best friend using everything he'd taken from me." I paused. Let the weight of that sink in.

“Say you took her from me because I took everything from you. I stole your place in the acting troupe, didn’t I? You were supposed to be the one to shine, but I got cast instead. You were the one who saved the Remington boys, but everyone thought it was me. I took the applause. I stole your praise. I took your life, your success, your story!” The wind bit through my clothes as if trying to shut me up, but I screamed over it. “I took your husband! That’s what this is really about, isn’t it?! Because I stole your husband!” I was panting by now, my knees nearly buckling. I stared at the dirt under my feet for a moment, the air thick with silence. And then, I raised my head. I needed to see it i

On the day the country's most notorious serial killer, Henry Luther, is scheduled for execution, I personally escort him to the death chamber. Just before his sentence is carried out, he suddenly looks at me with pity. "The truth is, I only killed 17 people. I deserve to die, but you can't blame me for what happened to your medical examiner husband." The moment he mentions Victor Ashford, all my hatred comes rushing back. Three years ago, Victor served as the city's chief medical examiner. While protecting a crucial piece of evidence, he was stabbed dozens of times by Henry. I rushed back from another city overnight, only to find Victor's body mutilated beyond recognition. Overcome with