I Left My Husband Without Hesitation Novel Novels & Stories

"I know it's a hard-to-swallow pill, but it's the truth. You gave me your shares when you married me. You only hold 1%. My shares trump yours by a mile. I should've had the man of the family by now!" Matthew was still relaxed. He pushed the warm food over to me. "I'm very grateful for everything you did for me, Wendy. You'll always be my wife, company or no company. "You'll have everything a wife has, as long as you stay in line and don't cause a scene, get it? Now eat while it's still hot. Don't wreck your own body." I snickered. "Pity I'm not going to stay in line." His face fell, and he returned an icy glare to me. "Then, I'll have to make a move. Really sorry about that."

My body shook involuntarily, the memory choking me and forcing my eyes open. Dontrell’s eyes darkened as he felt me tremble like I was disgusted by him. His erection was still there, hard and close, but then, without warning, he pulled his fingers out of my mouth and stepped away. “I’m so sorry.” I choked out, feeling ashamed at how I just recoiled at my husband’s touch, but he didn’t respond to me, leaving me confused if he didn’t also want me. I watched him leave for the shower, my mind racing. My life and my father’s survival depended on this twisted marriage. But how could I make this work? I curled up on the bed, still dressed, lost in thought until sleep claimed me.

A sharp, merciless pain stabbed through me. In the face of danger, my husband had left me behind—the wife who had thrown herself in front of him to take the blow. He had carried the woman he truly cared for and run without hesitation. The people around me were panicking, fleeing in all directions. No one noticed me in the corner, abandoned, left with no help. The pain grew worse. My eyelids were too heavy to keep open. I bit my lip until I drew blood, telling myself over and over, 'Audrey, don't fall asleep. Stay awake. You have to hold on…'

My husband swatted his left hand and exclaimed, “Alright, now let go of her! Remember, she’s mine, and I despise having her away from me for too long.” Finally, my family members, who had their negative vibes drowning me as they held me tight, left me. I could see my husband gesturing for me to join him, but I resisted because he believed all these individuals’ deceitful words. Seizing this opportunity, I decided to leave the crowded house. However, as I tried to walk past him, he firmly grasped my wrist, preventing any movement. I glanced to my left, meeting my husband’s piercing gaze. “Didn’t you hear what I said? I don’t like my possession being taken away from me!” He snapped sharply.

All I felt was emptiness. I left the office and went home and parked the car in front of my building and sat there, gripping the steering wheel. My chest felt tight, and it was getting harder to breathe. I hadn’t fought for us. I had let her go without even trying. What kind of man does that? Was what Isabella had told me enough to shut her out so cruelly? Why did I even believe Isabella? But I knew why. I swallowed. What kind of husband lets his wife walk away?

I said to him. " It was supposed to be ours but you left before I even had the chance to show you. " He said. " You know why I left." I said. " Well here we are about to begin a new life, I mean who knew?" He said with a smile. I don't know where we were, I didn't even care, all that I knew about was that I didn't want to be here with him, all that I wanted to was to be with my husband. The man I love, even if he is a sadist because not even him could be as ruthless and as bad as this man. I had so many things running in my mind but the biggest one of all was regret. I didn't give my husband a chance to explain himself, I shut him out and I shut him down before he could even tell me what he

I should have stopped him long ago. My husband had never brought another woman into our home. Never! Even when he forgot one of his phones while offshore, not a single call from a lady had come through. But this man, Solomon, wasn't even a family member to my husband, yet he was far too close. His presence in our lives was beginning to feel like an intrusion. I didn’t even realise when I clenched my fists. Anger churned within me. All these thoughts raced through my mind in mere seconds as my husband and I stood, waiting for Solomon to speak. Or was it just me waiting? My husband knew about this. He had always known. That look in his eyes this morning, when I had tried to draw him out with m

“Hey, man! If my husband is too coward to rescue me, I myself will defend the rights of us women to be respected! “ “Are you calling me a coward? Want to try me? “ “I’m talking about my husband. How could he not pick me up yet after five months?! And to answer you, you’re not a coward! You’re a pervert! “ He smirked. “Oh. I wonder if you’ll stay like that after you regain your memory. FYI, I'm your husband. “ He was still holding his wounded neck until he turned his back on me. “Call the doctors immediately.” That guy is my husband? @DEATH WISH Thank you for supporting my Novel! You may also read my complete Novel, (hmmm... while waiting for an update) Title: TAMING THE DANGEROUS CEO Thank y

She would bring food he wouldn't eat, clean rooms he didn't see. Finally, she sighed heavily as she packed her bags to leave the city. She couldn't bear to watch anymore. "I can't do this," she told her husband as they drove away. "Mark chose this path when he believed Emma over Alice. Now he has to live with it." Looking at Mark's prematurely grey hair and vacant eyes, my heart ached with an endless winter of grief. I wanted to tell him I forgave him. That I understood how Emma's manipulation had poisoned everything.

He hurries to pull me up before I could say a thing his phone rings. "I- I have to take this." With that, my husband leaves his naked wife in the room to tend to business. I stood flabbergasted and with 100% realization. Romance is dead. ~~~~'