I Thought My Husband's Wife Was Dead Ending

Dahil sa pagkakasakit ng kanyang ama at pagkakalubog sa utang, napilitang magtrabaho si Nathalie sa bahay ng kanyang Tiyo Antonio bilang isang kasambahay, at ang kanyang ama naman bilang isang hardinero upang mabayaran ang lahat ng ginastos ng mga ito sa hospital. Sa ikalawang pagkakataon na inatake sa puso ang kanyang ama ay kinailangan na nito ng heart bypass surgery, kaya nama nanghiram ulit siya sa mayaman na asawa ng kanyang tiyuhin ng pera na si Daphne, ngunit iba na ang hiniling na bayad nito. Iyon ay ang pagpapalit niya ng mukha at gayahin ang mukha ng kanyang pinsan. Ito ay sa kadahilanang nais nang mapapangasawa ni Andrea na si Caleb Lopez na masiguradong malinis ito bago sila ikasal. Hiniling ng bilyonaryo na may mangyari muna sa kanila bago ang kasal. At dahil marami nang nagdaang lalake sa buhay ni Andrea, siguradong tatanggi si Caleb na pakasalan siya kapag nalaman na Hindi na ito malinis. Wala nang nagawa si Nathalie nang isang gabi ay bigla na lamang may sumira sa kanyang mukha kaya naman napilitan siyang sumailalim sa plastic surgery upang maging kamukha ng kanyang pinsan na si Andrea. Papayag ba siyang makipagniig sa lalakeng nakatakdang pakasalan ng kanyang pinsan? Paano kung siya ang alukin nito ng kasal at hindi ang tunay nitong kasintahan? Bilang paghihiganti sa mga nanakit sa kanila ng kanyang ama, pumayag siyang magpakasal sa bilyonaryong si Caleb Lopez.

Three days after giving birth, my husband leaves me alone at home to care for the baby, saying that he needs to leave on an urgent business trip. Three days later, I've just arrived at the hospital when I see a family photo his childhood sweetheart has shared on her social media. It's captioned, "This was taken during a trip. We're a happy family of three." I'm surprised to see my husband grinning in the photo and comment on it with a question mark. He immediately calls me to reprimand me. "Do you know how hard it is for her as a single mother? She doesn't have a man to care for her. All I did was take a photo with her. Do you have to be so petty?" That evening, his childhood sweetheart shares a photo of some monetary gifts. "He insisted on giving me this after taking the family photo." I know my husband gave that to her to pacify her. This time, however, I'm ready to leave him.

On the day I died, my boyfriend was with another woman. He was a man I had rescued from the clutches of rich women. My condition was for him to be my boyfriend for three years, and he agreed. I showered him with money, resources, and connections, single-handedly making him famous. Yet, while he told me we could not date publicly, he casually engaged in fake romance rumors with others for publicity. One of his rumored girlfriends even came to me with a voice message. "If it weren’t for using her as a stepping stone, who would bother with someone so dull and boring?" But after I died, why did he go mad?

Jacob Blake never expected to be married to a man who might kill him in his sleep. But when his brother's life is threatened by the mafia, he signs a contract with the devil himself, Leo Moretti. Rich, ruthless, and wrapped in shadows, Leo is the dominant heir to a criminal empire... and Jacob’s new husband. The marriage is a transaction. No love, no promises, just power, silence, and secrets. But Jacob quickly learns that Leo’s world runs deeper than blood and bullets. Behind the cold exterior is a man hiding an identity no one dares speak of. And behind Jacob’s defiance is a heart that refuses to stay untouched. They hate each other, but that hate burns. They fight each other, but every fight draws them closer. And when danger closes in, what began as survival becomes obsession. This is not a love story. It’s a war, between control and chaos, lies and longing. And when you fall for your killer, happily ever after isn’t guaranteed. In a world of lies, power, and blood, can hate burn into something even more dangerous?

During a fight with my husband, he shoved me. My stomach bumped into the couch’s armrest. Just then, his childhood friend called him, sobbing. “Caleb, hurry, come to Cloudpeak Hotel and save me! My boss got me drunk, and now he’s forcing me to serve our client…” I nearly blacked out from the twisting pain in my stomach. I begged him to take me to the hospital. However, my husband said, “There’s a life at stake here! Can you not be so cruel?” He left, slamming the door behind him. I had no choice but to call for an ambulance. That night, he spent the night with his childhood friend, while I lay in the operating theater, undergoing emergency surgery. Good news, Caleb Gordon! You'd never have children again! Weren’t you glad? You deserved it!

“Listen, I want a divorce. You signed a contract on the day of our wedding alright?.. You give me a son and we can have a divorce whenever… plus I’m in love with someone else. I’ve always loved her even before we got married and I just want to be with her now… not you.” With that he pick up his suitcase and leaves the room. I know I signed a prenup, but a contract? I follow him down the stairs and out of the house, unable to speak a single word. “I don’t remember a contract.” I finally say to him, my voice sounding so broken and I can’t help but cry more at how foreign my own voice sounds. He stands at the door of his car and stares at me for a while. “I’ll have my lawyer send you a copy of the contract you signed. I’d like to have the divorce finalized before I have to leave the country next month. Have a good night Skylar.” Skylar doesn’t expect this from her husband when he comes home one night, having disappeared two weeks prior. A month later, she’s divorced, disowned and pregnant, working and living in an entirely different city, trying to find herself again. Can she do it? Will she ever be able to find happiness? Jason finds himself miserable after divorcing Skylar. He tries to look for her, but his search is fruitless. Years later, he finally meets her again. However, she isn’t a gullible young lady anymore. He has to struggle to earn her forgiveness. Will he succeed?

Get out of my house. I don't want to see you ever again slut! Those were the exact words he threw at my face. It had been a year now but I still couldn't forget him. My new born baby got his blue eyes. I just didn't know why he called me a slut. I should had been warned by his coldness towards me the week before we got divorce. I never saw it coming. He was David James Miller. Of course, he could always find another woman to replace me. He always had women on his beck and call before I got married to him. He was my first in everything. He was so happy when he learned that I was still a virgin. I waited for the right time and it was worth it, with him. He divorced me without any explanation. Then he suddenly appeared and wanted to get back to my life, to our lives.

Sold by her ex-husband after she caught him cheating with her stepsister, Freya the powerless Lycan Princess who had always been hidden has her life turned upside down when she realizes that she had been sold to the cursed cruel Rogue King, Thorne Frost, her father’s enemy to become his breeder. But how would she become his breeder when she has been declared as not being able to bear a child? What would Thorne do when he realizes that the woman he chose as a breeder in a bid to break his curse was no one other than the daughter of his enemy whom he loathed and to worsen it, she ended up being his mate! Would he end up rejecting her or would he put their differences behind them and join hands with her to bring down everyone who had caused chaos in her life? A cursed Rogue King. A powerless Lycan Princess. And Four Babies.

I was sent abroad to work. After three years, I finally helped my fiancee secure a highly challenging and significant client. When I returned home, she drove me out of the house. Her eyes gleamed with disdain as she looked at me while carrying a child. “I’ve got a husband and a child. You went abroad and left me all alone for three years. How could you come back to me? You’d better come to your senses and resign from the company tomorrow!” She trampled upon my dignity and love. Then, I realized that our five-year romance had come to an end.

My wife, a doctor, treated our daughter like a walking blood bank. When our daughter passed away, she took it even further. She transplanted her corneas into her old flame’s son. Before our daughter’s body was even cold, she was out having dinner with her ex and his son. They were celebrating that the boy could see again. She even went so far as to secretly burn our daughter’s body to get rid of any evidence. By the time I got there, all I saw was my daughter's ashes being swallowed up by the flames. I told her I wanted a divorce. She just sneered, “It’s only a daughter. Are you really going to divorce me over this?” But later, she was down on her knees, begging me not to leave her.