He Stole Me From My Deadbeat Husband Novels & Stories

“I am sorry. I didn't know all this was going to happen. I just wanted to get groceries. I didn’t think people would recognize me so quickly, let alone judge me.” He scoffed, a mocking look flashing across his face. “Of course, anyone would recognize you. You are a splitting image of my wife, and she isn't breathing on this earth anymore. They recognized you because they were looking for any excuse to drag us through the dirt. People will use anything, and you gave them the chance to run with these stories.” “I am sorry,” she said slowly.

The housekeeper became my stepmother, and together with her son, they plotted to kill me. After being reborn, I exposed a video of her affair at her own wedding, destroying her reputation completely. I watched as she and her son were kicked out. They left with nothing, wandering the streets like outcasts. I smiled and tossed a moldy piece of bread into their begging bowl. “This is all you deserve.” …… When I opened my eyes, I found myself back to a week before my dad’s wedding to our housekeeper, Megan Zimmerman.

I almost had him. Rowen and Michela were supposed to be together. Everyone at the university knew it. Then Serena appeared. Out of nowhere, with a pitiful orphan story. Making everyone feel sorry for her. And somehow made him fall for her. The man who was supposed to be mine. She stole him from me. But I still won. I made her life a living hell. I got Rowen back. Or at least... That was what I believed until this very moment. She had done it again.

Chloe looked confused and turned to Jason. “Your ex-wife? You were married before?” A flicker of guilt flashed across Jason’s face for only an instant before he immediately denied it in a fit of rage. “They’re framing me! Why are you doing this to me?!” Jason’s ex-wife, Serena Bell, pointed at him furiously. “Jason, you scumbag! “You wanted to marry into the Hayes family so badly that you drugged our daughter and me until we were unconscious, then buried us alive! “Fortunately, I survived. The heavens didn’t take me!

I didn’t understand anything anymore. “You were married two days ago,” he said. “Yes.” My voice came out barely above a whisper. “And now?” I was almost excited to say the next words that came out of my mouth. “He’s… dead.” “I know. I was the one who ordered the hit.“ “What happens to me now?” I finally asked. Silence fell between us. “What happens now is that you belong to me, Amaya Vancouver.” The words landed like a final blow. I froze and my mind went blank.

“Don't come to me to uncover truths you don't want to hear.” She was silent for a moment. She let out a loud snort, and before I could anticipate it she raised her hand, ready to slap me. But before her hand could touch my skin, someone caught her wrist quickly. And I recognized that touch before I saw his face. Aaric Bernardi. He appeared from nowhere, standing beside me, gripping Vivian's hand firmly enough for her to flinch. His expression was cold, and it’s dangerous. “If you want your husband's life back, blame him instead.”

Alicia snorted, "Jess, stop playing around. You said you didn't take the money, but it was already in your account. We just asked for it back and you will get forgiveness. Is it hard for you?" This was truly more difficult than what Alicia had mentioned. Although it looks easy. "Miss Weisberg, to be honest, the money is not in my account right now. They have moved to my mother's account." "You mean you stole it and gave it to your mother?" Alicia came up with accusations. "No! I really didn't steal it, Miss Weisberg." Jessica defended herself once again. "If you didn't mean to take the money, then why did you give it to your mother?"

He groaned and rubbed his forehead. “Looks like you drank a lot?” Felix sensed something was wrong with him. “No, she drugged me” Patting down his pockets, he noticed his phone was gone, along with his wallet. “And she robbed me” “Where's my phone?” He looked around the bed.. “And my wallet?” He checked every pockets in his suits “My wallet is gone too. I've been robbed. That lady robbed me. She drugged me and she robbed me” “What? I thought you guys got along so quickly and were just having fun”

he continued, his brown eyes glaring into mine, “and your husband is all you can think of. How disgusting.” The tears fell freely now. I wanted to defend myself, to explain, but the words wouldn’t come. So I just sat there, silent, as his gaze bore into me. He picked up his tablet again, scrolling briefly before looking at me. “I heard Mr Agu once paid your school loan and took you in after you were scammed.” I froze with my heart already drowning in his brutal honesty. How did he know that?