He Stole Me From My Deadbeat Husband นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Seven days after my husband’s funeral, I saw him at the airport, about to leave the country with my best friend. He was holding my best friend’s hand with one hand and pushing a suitcase with the other. My parents were right behind them, apparently there to see them off. When I stepped into their path, Adrian Shaw didn’t look the least bit guilty. Instead, his first instinct was to pull Chloe Bennett protectively behind him. “Hailey, faking my death was my idea. Chloe had nothing to do with it. “She’s pregnant. If you want to lose your mind over this, take it out on me.” My fingers tightened around the pregnancy test results in my pocket until my knuckles turned white. Adrian only fro

She's probably dumping him the second they get back. Ever since I married Everett, he had wanted me to quit my job and stay home full-time. I said no. Right before I gave birth, the house we were living in got seized and auctioned off. We were kicked out and forced into a tiny rental. That was when I found out the truth. Before we even got married, Everett had already been blacklisted. His business partner had run off with the money, leaving him buried in debt. The business collapsed not long after. He couldn't pay back the bank loans, so his name ended up on the default list.

I turned my head on the pillow and looked at my husband's profile in the dark. He did not stir. At twenty to one I got out of my husband's bed, and I took my keys, and I did not leave a note.

"She did, Jack. She's been using you from the beginning. From the moment you caught her with that watch. She saw an opportunity and she took it." "She's not like that." "You don't know what she's like." "I know more than you do." She looked at me for a long moment. "I'm your fiancée," she said. "I've been your fiancée for ten years. Your father promised me. Your family promised me. And you're throwing it away for a thief." "Romano is dead. The promises are dead too." Her face went pale. "He wouldn't want this. He would want me to stay. He would want the family to stay together. He would want—"

Like I was trash. Elliot Lacy—the man who got me killed in my last life—stood beside her with a smug grin, his arm hooked through hers. Then it hit me. This was the day I was diagnosed with kidney failure. The same day Elliot "accidentally" let Piper find out he only had one kidney. After that, the woman who once loved me with everything she had became convinced Elliot was the one who saved her. And me? I became the liar who stole his credit. But this time, I got another shot.

I just stole five million dollars from my husband. Lake was not just my husband—he was everything to me—my best friend, my anchor, my source of light and happiness. He was my soulmate. And now I just deceived him and left him with the thought of saving my grandmother and his legacy, his company, his name, and probably his safety. How was it fair? I did nothing wrong than love the man for who he was, not what he had.

He promise me and I believe in him but I was wrong. *** I woke up to hear someone banging at our door. It's in the middle of the night and no one is awake now. "Hey, open now, or else we will kick your fucking door!", it's a deep voice and it seems like it's several men outside. I lazily get up to check who are those people until they came in without my permission and started getting our valuable things like a television, refrigerator, and many more. " Where is your husband? We heard he's dead now. If it's true, we have to confiscate everything to pay off his huge debt from us!", one of their leaders shouted and I don't know what going on.

The year my boyfriend is dead broke, I leave him. Later, he becomes a mafia boss and uses every means at his disposal to marry me. Everyone says that I am the first love he can never forget, the wife he cares about the most. However, he then starts bringing home a different woman every night, making me a laughingstock. Still, I don't cry or make a fuss. I quietly stay in my own room, never interrupting his affairs. Elton Carter is furious. He pins me beneath him, kisses me harshly, and growls, "Aren't you jealous?"

Surprisingly, I cried and he came closer in panic. "Baby, what's wrong?" he asked worriedly. I sniffed "The man in the movie cheated on his wife. Why do men cheat?" I was upset looking at him. He hissed "Baby, it's just a movie. Not all men are cheaters," he consoled and caressed my shoulder. "You men always say that but you're all liars," he stunned at my reaction. "You should stop watching that movie. It's no good," he countered seriously. "See? you want me to shut the television because it's true!" I exclaimed loudly and uneasiness was visible on his face. "Why are you so moody?" he sounded irritated.

Lucas’ POV I stabbed his heart out and my paw dripped of his blood. I saw the shocking look on the one he sought to kill. His whore as we know her to be. “He had it coming.” I murmured again. I raised his heart right in my paw. It was still beating. But his body was not. He was dead and his soul and spirit would be thrown in hell by the Moon goddess. “Leave! There is no more reason for bloodshed.” I darted to his whore.