He Stole Me From My Deadbeat Husband Novels & Stories

On the screen in front of me was a live feed of Sebastian thrusting hard into Kylie in yet another hotel room, groaning her name. The affair had never stopped. He had just gotten better at hiding it. While, I was already mapping out the next accidental scenario to catch them again. And the third time wouldn't be far off. Until, I become the doormat wife, who believes his lies, stays, and gets manipulated over and over again. I took a slow sip of wine, a cold smile playing on my lips. I picked up my phone and made a call. “Start buying shares of Xavier Global Enterprises,” I ordered. “Queitly. Aggressively. Use the offshore accounts.”

They were beaming radiantly at their phone camera. The title of the live stream was glaringly harsh—"Goodbye, Loser. Hello, Billionaire Life." "Loser?" I muttered to myself, my heart clenching as if a hand had squeezed it tight. We'd been married for three years, and I'd been killing myself with 72-hour work weeks as a programmer just to make the down payment for our apartment. Even so, the property deed had both of our names on it. I felt that I'd never mistreated her, yet I was just a loser in her eyes.

Eventually, I lost count of how many times I threw up. Maverick's eyes were bloodshot when he hugged me tightly and swore that he would treat me right for the rest of my life. He thought that Rosalia was the heiress of the richest family in the country. He had no idea that when I left for a "business trip" some time ago, I had actually gone to reunite with my family. I was the real heiress, not Rosalia! I grabbed my marriage certificate from my bag and brandished it. "Maverick, no matter how stubbornly you deny the truth, you can't deny that I'm your lawfully wedded wife! Not only did you use our money to pay for your mistress' expenses, but you also had an illegitimate child with her.

But Sarah, whom I had taken under my wing, whom I had helped rise from poverty, her treachery was a knife twisted in my heart. I couldn't fathom how she could repay my kindness with such cruelty. The nerve she had, to betray me so brazenly, after everything I had done for her and her family. The thought of it was enough to make my blood boil. Late that night, Kelvin sauntered into the mansion, his nonchalance a stark contrast to the turmoil that had unfolded earlier. I was in my room, calmly selecting a dress for the next day's visit to my parents, my mind focused on securing the trust fund and ensuring Kelvin's hands would never touch it. His entry into my room was met with a dismissive gaz

" I couldn't help it the moment the call went off. I burst out laughing, loud and uncontrolled. It was really funny because I'd been right this whole time. He got whatever he wanted and he must have been shocked when he found out that she had really left for good. My driver glanced at me, probably thinking that I had lost, but I couldn't care less. Artemis, always so cocky, always thinking he could have it all... and now he had ruined his own marriage. Sensational. With a smile plastered on my face, I walked up to the front door and nodded at the maids who were standing there in pairs, cleaning the window. My expression was back to its usual serious look as I opened the door and walked into

which was the love you so desperately wanted but never got from your own flesh and blood, your own father who gave you away in a heartbeat and he didn’t even hesitate to do it… Hmph, I've been trying to make you feel more human because a blow like that would and could hurt anyone's pride, making them feel like less than a human but I guess there is no reasoning with you, so I will put it like this… I bought you, you are my property to do what I please and I want you to marry my son, so that is what you'll do and if you refuse, if you dare defy my orders well… It would be a shame if that 10 million dollar check was reported as stolen, a forgery and grand theft are felonies… Poor Marigold onl

"Last night, you broke into a family's home and kidnapped their newborn baby. "To silence them, you ran over the parents when they tried to take the child back. You even drove over their bodies multiple times. "Nevaeh Charlton, you are under arrest." Before I could react, two officers twisted my arms behind my back. "I'm innocent!" I shouted. "Last night I was at home with my husband. We were celebrating our anniversary! "I didn't go anywhere. If you don't believe me, ask my husband!" Wesley looked at me, a flicker of surprise crossing his face. However, when he spoke, his tone was strange. Detached.

I stammered out, shifting nervously on the couch where I sat watching the news. “Oh, come on Hillary, let’s put off the pretense. You know exactly who I am, you man thief. You stole my man from me, you ruined my perfect plans. And guess what honey, I couldn’t steal him back from you no matter how hard I try. You had your claws rooted deep within him, making it virtually impossible to get him away from you. That is why I turned a blind eye when his death was being plotted.

After my sister-in-law, Isabella Sinclair, gives birth to my niece, my older brother, Lucas Donovan, runs off with my wealthy girlfriend. Furious, I decide to take advantage of the fact that Lucas and I look alike. I go to Isabella's bedroom and knock on the door, vowing to make her and their child pay under the guise of my brother. Ten years later, Lucas returns. Looking at the happy little girl I had helped raise and the increasingly successful career Isabella has built, he sneers coldly, "I've brought your girlfriend back to you. Now, it's time for you to give me back the family you took from me." By now, that once-rich ex-girlfriend of mine, Chloe Montgomery, has already lost her en

Then I saw some old woman who was about to close a shop. " Excuse me." I said but she ignored me. " I need your help. " I said and again she ignore me. Ma'am please. " I said and held her hand, I took out the money I stole in the prince's office. When he called me to tell me the news about my husband, I don't know what he was doing but under table I saw a bag full of stacks of money, I took one stack and he didn't even see me. I was hoping that the money could buy me my freedom. She looked at me. She saw the horror in my eyes.