Novel & Cerita He Stole Me From My Deadbeat Husband

Looking in the bathroom mirror, I saw a stranger—sunken cheeks, crazy eyes. Three years of living a fake life had taken its toll. I touched the glass, wondering when I'd lost myself. My hands shook as I grabbed my anxiety pills. It had been three days since the warehouse, since I held Emma Romano and understood the difference between real love and just wanting to own someone. Still, I couldn't keep my hands steady when I thought about what I did. The morning news was on in the background, another story about the Romano family winning. Thomas Romano in jail, Elena Romano was leaving the business to focus on her family. Mikel Sterling and Bella Romano were getting married soon.

“She bought the diagnosis from a private clinic.” “Impossible.” He rejected it at once. “I saw her cut her wrist. There was so much blood.” “You saw what she wanted you to see.” I took out my old phone. It no longer had a SIM card. It only held recordings I had transferred before I left. I opened one. Livia’s voice came through the speaker. “That blood pack looked so real. Adrian’s face went white.” Another woman laughed. “And he believed it?” “Of course. He does everything I say now.”

" Surely you didn't think we allowed Thomas to meet you without us watching right? You might get to sentence Mr Mayday but then you would also be sentenced for killing Thomas" " And how can you prove I killed him? " " Because we saw it with our eyes" " We? " " Oh yes, I and his wife" " Didn't you kidnap his wife and child? " Just then a beautiful looking woman came in and said," well you see, my husband was a very stingy man. He never cared for my needs or that of my son. I still loved him though " the woman kept saying, walking around wiggling her hips and twirling her hair, " You see I was still bearing because he gave me money from time to time. And sometimes I was able to steal his card"

They firmly holds out the microphone towards me while eagerly waiting for my responds. Alex who’s beside me gives me a slight nudge gesturing me not to say anything but I angrily shrug him off. “I didn’t cheat on my husband.” I begin. “That video was fabricated by my husband’s mistress dahlia just to pull me down. I love my husband and would never cheat on him. And guess what? He loves me too. He has no reason to maltreat me because he’s not like your husbands who uses you like a punching bag!” I lashed out on their faces hoping it sounds insulting to them enough and at the same time get them off.

It hurt so much. But I had to muster the strength to get up. Max saw me struggling and seemed amused, watching me crawl like a dying dog. He didn't rush to make his call but sat back in a chair, lighting a cigarette, enjoying the show. When I managed to get up and reach the flower bed by the dining table, I retrieved my phone, which was live streaming. Max's face turned ghostly pale. I adjusted the camera to focus on Max. "Please take screenshots and help me spread this. This is Max Jennings... my husband. He admitted to murdering my parents two years ago and poisoning my unborn child. Now, he plans to kill me and steal the inheritance my parents left me!"

“Welcome home, băiatul meu.” The second remained seated, cautious, lips tight. Watching. Waiting. The third, thin, clean-shaven, too calm, folded his arms and didn't rise at all. Damian didn't blink. "I'm not here to ask. I'm here to take. They took my wife, and I want her back." He walked straight to the stone table in the center of the hall, dragging a chair with purpose. The chair at the head. His father's chair. He didn't hesitate. He sat. The room shifted. Something ancient stirred in the walls. The loyalist dropped to one knee. The cautious one lowered his gaze. Only the last remained frozen, jaw tight. Damian looked him dead in the eye. "If you've eaten with Lazăr, I'll cut the truth

She used her innocent face to steal money from people. Before a year had passed, her mother Sandra Wheeler was given a diagnosis of stomach cancer, which caused her lover to leave her. The two of them had a hard living their lives before Leina came along to help them. Half a year ago, Celestine had stolen someone’s husband in their place and when the wife found out about it, they decided to sell their house in Staten Island and moved here in the city. When I completed reading the findings of the investigation, I didn't know that my hands had already balled up into fists while I was holding the paper. I clenched my jaw before I ripped the paper in my hands and threw them on the carpeted floor

The day I found out I was pregnant, my husband, Julian Calloway, told me he had been reborn and wanted a divorce. “Three months from now, I’ll go bankrupt. You’ll work yourself to death helping me pay off my debts, and you’ll die young. “This time, I absolutely refuse to drag you down with me. Take this $9,000,000. We’ll get divorced—” Before he could finish, I picked up the pen and signed. “Fine. Just transfer the money to my account.” That evening, while I was gathering my things from the living room, I overheard Julian’s secretary, Naomi Foster, speaking smugly through his phone. “I can’t believe she’s actually that stupid. How did she ever get into Harvard? “You made up some ridic

"When I came in here earlier, I said I was here prior to an investigation and that his boss said that he stole over a million dollars from his account and disappeared. I said I wasn't going to cause trouble, and that he should return the money nicely and that we'll all go happily. And he resisted. Now guess what, look at the house you live in, it's all gloomy and sad. I heard your daughter hasn't gone to school for a month now because of fees issues, now don't you think your husband even if he wanted to steal should have used the money to turn your lives around? well guess what he used the money for? he's working for this woman who apparently he's married to. She's a Russian boss baby and th

I was trying to survive the traces of the toxic relationship we had, and I wasn’t going to let anyone defend him. I shouted, “I loved him, Lucas. I loved my husband with all of my heart.” One tear betrayed me and landed on my cheek as I said, “Even though he was dark, vicious, and sadistic, I loved him.” I hit my chest with my fist, “This stupid heart loved him more than life.” “I was just a little dirty secret in his life,” I continued with sobs. Then I stared into his eyes, “Do you know how we got married? We married because of money and benefits, because of a stupid will and no one ever knew about that marriage.”