He Stole Me From My Deadbeat Husband Novels & Stories

We only heard that he was in America. "I heard you got married," he changed the subject. I nodded. "Yeah, it was recently." "It's not Martha, is it?" I chuckled at his words. "No, it's not her." We talked for a while, catching up on each other's personal lives. I told him about what happened to my brother, Daryl, and about Tessa and me. He also shared what happened after he found out his wife was having an affair. Severino almost killed his wife, but because of his love for her, he chose to leave. But the nerve of that woman to demand half of his wealth just because they got married. That's why he's back.

"She's just trying to manipulate you." She'd died two weeks later. "You made me wash her sheets when she couldn't control her bladder anymore." My voice was shaking so hard I could barely get the words out. "You made me clean up after her like she was some dog... and when I asked you to help, you hit me and told me it was my job to take care of her!" "Someone had to do it." "You were her husband!" I was screaming now. "You were supposed to love her... you were supposed to take care of her... and instead you drank and beat her and let her die in agony!"

He grabbed and said urgently, “Why didn’t you say something sooner? We just helped Phoebe give her a hard time! Are you trying to get us all fired?” I cleared my throat and looked at everyone there. “From the beginning, I said I was only here to confront my cheating husband.” I looked at Phoebe, and the thought of her stealing my nephew made me furious. “But this has gone way beyond the matters of a simple affair!” As I spoke, tears welled up in my eyes. “Dad, you must seek justice for Lily and her son! “Her baby never died! Phoebe stole him and has been raising him as her own!”

“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.

“The more you resist…” His voice drops lower. Darker. “…the harder I’ll enjoy breaking you again.” I turn my face away, shaking. But deep in my chest, that impossible heat still burns. A spark. An echo. A faceless memory. And as New York disappears behind the curtain of rain, I understand—with ice-cold terror spreading through my veins—that my life has just been ripped from my hands. Stolen by a man who claims to be my husband. A man I don’t remember.

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?