I Disappeared Three Years The Day My Marriage Ended Novels & Stories

The nurse that came with them said to him, I didn't bother raising my head till they were gone, I finally closed the laptop and sighed deeply, it's been eight fucking years why does it hurt seeing him happily married, he left me and got married to someone else while I suffered through thick and thin, under the rain under the sun, and he still had the guts to appear in front of me?

"It was wrong of me, Ella. I made a huge mistake. I was always true to you in the past four years, but I was too materialistic. I shouldn't have looked down on you because I thought you were just an ordinary woman. Let's get married, alright?" I looked down at him coldly. "It's too late, Grayson. I'm already married to Edwin." "You're lying!" Grayson said through clenched teeth. "Even if you did grow up with him, you lost contact for four years, and he only just returned from overseas. How could your relationship develop so fast?"

She had been etched into my brain. Three years ago, on the day we had signed the papers to get married, Rhysander left for a business meeting in another country so I had to go back home alone. While we were in the car, thinking about how my life was going to be from then onwards, I got a message from an unknown number.

she broke softly. My eyes popped out. This was really true and not some baseless rumor. “He was married three years ago, but his wife suddenly disappeared without a trace and… ” Her words sent a cold chill down my spine, making my stomach knot. “She disappeared without a trace?” I repeated, still unable to digest the news. “Yes,” she nodded softly. “They had never been a happy couple. It was from one problem to another. There was never peace at home. Mrs. Maya never listened to Mr. Don, and he hated it,” she sighed and continued.

"To get my wife back." "Wrong answer." Lewis blinked. "Excuse me?" "You're not here to get your wife back." Dr. Walsh set down her pen. "You're here because you destroyed your marriage and you don't know how to live with that. Try again." "I failed her." "Closer. Keep going." "I made her invisible." The words came out flat. Factual. Like he was reading from a report. "Three years. I was right there and I made her disappear." Dr. Walsh wrote something. "How?"

It dyed the white carpet red. I felt so disappointed. How could he do this to me? Why would he do this to me? I raised my head and glared into his eyes. "I never thought you would be so forgetful, Matteo. My family treated you so well. My dad was the only one who supported letting you manage the company… and this is how you treat me? "Keeping a mistress behind my back?! Letting her throw a bitch fit at our wedding venue and walking all over me?! Great! We are not getting married. This is over!"

Because I couldn't bring myself to call anyone Not Claire, not my father and Certainly not Ethan. The cold seeped through my dress quickly as my heels splashed through puddles. Mascara burned the corners of my eyes. I wasn't even sure if I was crying anymore. Everything felt numb. Three years. Three years of marriage and somehow I'd ended up here. Alone and Thrown out. Walking through a storm while my husband ran to another woman. A bitter laugh escaped me. God. What a joke.

he said and comes closer to me. I do not know if I should take what he said a compliment or get mad because he complimented me but I am in line next to his mom. Aish this jerk. I felt his presence behind me, sitting and suddenly wrapped his arms around my waist. “I love you, my wife,” I heard him whispered and the next thing I knew, he slowly traced his hand inside my dress, and that’s how our night started— but that was all in the past. It’s been three years since we got married. I thought things will went well but I didn’t expect that we will end up another way round.

I teased as I stood on my tip toes and kissed his cheek. Isaac nodded stiffly and walked back to the car. “Call me!” Daisy waved at me and I nodded. With one look at my family and best friend, I walked inside quietly. It's funny how life could change so fast. Just a few months ago, I loved this house. It felt like my home and I couldn't wait to come back. My heart jumped every time I took these steps because it was a reminder that I was finally married to the man I had loved for eight years. But now, all I felt was a void in my chest and a bitter taste in my mouth.

“Is that why you asked me here? To talk about my marriage?” Giselle placed a hand over mine, a gentle touch meant to soften her words. “We just want to understand, sweetheart. You disappeared for three years. And then suddenly, you’re back, married to one of the wealthiest men in the country?” I pulled my hand away. “It wasn’t sudden.” “Then why didn’t you tell us?” Joan asked, his voice sharper now. “Why keep it a secret?” I met his gaze. “Would you have cared if I did?”