La Esposa Olvidada Novels & Stories

A sound that made my blood run cold. A woman's laugh. Breathy. Intimate. Then Adrian's voice: "Shh. She's probably still asleep." No. No, he wouldn't. Not here. Not in our apartment. But I already knew he would. Because I'd seen this before. In my first life, in a different place, but the same scene. The same betrayal. I stood slowly, silently. Crept to the balcony door, which I'd left cracked open. And looked inside. They were in the living room. Maribel was bent over the arm of the couch, her leggings pulled down to her thighs. Adrian was behind her, one hand gripping her hip, the other squeezing her breast, his face twisted in pleasure.

THE UNSEEN HUSBAND One year. It had been one year since Alessia had arrived at the capital with three frightened children and a heart full of uncertainty. One year since she'd discovered the kind officer from the train was her husband. One year since their lives had changed forever. And now, on the anniversary of that reunion, Sebastian had a proposal. "Marry me again," he said one morning as they sat with coffee, watching the sun rise over the city. Alessia looked at him, confused. "We're already married."

Pale against his flushed skin. He'd worn it like a medal for fifteen years. The day he'd saved her from that thug. The day he'd proven he'd bleed for her. He'd told that story a hundred times. "This scar? That's the day I knew I'd marry her." And now? He remembered the elevator. Her face — exhausted, hollow-eyed, lips cracked. He'd walked past her with his arm around Rosa. Didn't even recognize his own wife. "She's not what you think. There's more to it than you know."

I let her go and spent the coming years watching and enjoying what her time with me did to her. There was no light in her eyes, no flames in the words she spoke and no one seemed to give a shit…i found it funny and fulfilling, she stayed silent about it like it was a bad dream and i enjoyed watching her crumbled state trying to navigate through her pathetic existence. But she forgot me. She forgot everything, the light was back in her eyes and that bastard she married…i noticed how he looked at her, how the look in his eyes changed when she lost her memories.

Leticia's mother guided her to their jardín, then a la sirvienta brought a chi tsaa. "Mamá, tengo la sensación de que olvidé algo. No sé exactamente lo que estoy buscando. (Mom, I have this feeling that I forgot something. I don't exactly what I am looking for.)" Her mother looked at her with confusion, "¿Qué quieres decir? ¿Mi hija? (What do you mean? My daughter?)" She held Leticia's hand. "No lo sé, pero parece que olvidé cómo conocí a mi esposo. Olvidé quien soy. (I don't know but it seems like I forgot how I met my husband. I forgot who I am.)" Leticia replied.

“When the estate called and told him you’d collapsed, he drove out there right away. Since then, no one has seen the butler who was in charge that night.” A chill ran through me. To everyone else, it would sound like devotion. A man who removed anyone who failed his wife. I closed my eyes. This marriage, his man, this name make me suffocating.This man. They wrapped around me like walls. I rested my hand over my belly. If I stayed, this child would grow up inside those walls. I couldn’t allow that. But before I left— I needed his signature to end this marriage. Mafia Marriage From Betrayal to Obsession

“Rose Mary? Is that really you? Oh my God, I really didn't expect that I would finally see you here. Come, and welcome to your palace which will one day be yours. We have been holding back what we feel for so long and trying to hold back the longing because you haven't come here for several years. Until finally our son said that you had a small accident that made you disappear for a while. However, you know, your future husband is really a very, very good man, even though he can't wait for you and can't know where you are, but the thing that is really very pleasant is that the future husband is really very loyal to thousands of women. The one who came here to eat with the kings who were thei

she paused, a malicious smile painting her lips the moment she remembered something. “Did you hear that her husband, Andre, woke up from a coma? Isla laughed, “Wouldn't you care to hold a conversation with him and explain how you filled his space and watered his wife while he was gone?” she continued to ramble on, as her voice grew with mockery at each sentence, driving Marcel almost mad instantly

Do you want to leave? "It is inappropriate for me to stay with you." Gabi felt sadness when she said those words, but she knew parting was best for them. He nods without a word he left them. Oscar stared at his friend and then looked back at her. He studied her face intently. "Now that he is gone tell me the truth who you are. Tita Pacita is a widowed woman who had no children. This time no lies, please. I can tell a lie a mile away, so don't provoke me."

Amanda opened a reply message from Felix and she widened her eyes, she sent another kissing photo with another girl. It made Amanda suffocate and her heart hurt as if her heart was slashed and stabbed by thousands of needles. So sick and very heavy, how could I not, Amanda only sent a photo of eating together with Amar, but instead, he got a reply that was far unpleasant. Amanda notices the beach in the photo Felix has sent, it turns out to be a photo on the beach of Playa de la Cala Mijas. Amanda took some of her clothes and packed them in a suitcase, her eyes reddened from tears, she didn't want to stay like this with Felix for a long time, after all, Felix was her husband. He must be able