Libro Esposa Olvidada Novels & Stories

💔 If you love: ❤️ Marriage-in-crisis ❤️ Betrayal & redemption ❤️ Amnesia romance ❤️ Groveling heroes ❤️ Pregnancy ❤️ Emotional second chances Then this story is definitely for you! Go give Ex-Husband Forgot Ever Divorcing Me a read and show my friend some love! I promise it'll keep you hooked from beginning to end. 🥹💕

Johan laughed because he was satisfied that he had made fun of them. "I didn't embarrass Caroline at all. I just want to tell you the truth in front of you. Do you know that Caroline is my wife?" asked Johan while holding Ben's hand which was still clutching his collar. Slowly, Ben released his grip from Johan's shirt collar. Caroline pulled Ben's hand out of the restaurant. "Caroline is the woman you destroyed with your own hands. The woman you let hurt. The body and heart you destroyed. And now, you call her your wife so easily?" Ben was so fluent in his words that he left Johan speechless for a while.

I don't remember spending the night with him to have Ellen. Instead, I remember the night I woke up in his arms on a very strange bed, my body aching and my head heavy. ‘You're my wife.’ he'd said like he was reminding me and not throwing something new in my face. ‘You were in an accident. You're pregnant…. The doctors said the memory loss is temporary.’ There wasn't a reason to not believe him. He knew my name, favourite foods and things I didn't know about myself like the death of my parents and my twin sister. There were photographs of me and Noah smiling and happy, but no wedding photos.

A long-lost diary surfaced, hidden away for decades, holding the key to a truth more devastating than we could have ever imagined. Trembling hands held the aged pages, the words within them inked with the emotions of a woman long gone. With bated breath, I began to read, each word unraveling a haunting tale that sent shivers down my spine. The diary belonged to my mother, unveiling the darkest chapter of her life—a forbidden love affair with none other than Isabella's late husband, Charles Blackwood. Their bond had been kept secret, their love flourishing in the shadows while Isabella maintained her iron grip over the family.

Tomorrow he'll be back to what he used to be, the person who doesn't care if you're still his wife. I smiled bitterly, I don't want to be a mere excuse even if we say it's my obligation as a wife. I just closed my eyes, if he goes back to his old self tomorrow, his emotionless eyes every time he looks at me will be okay. We both loved this thing. Because of my thoughts, I didn't realize that I had fallen asleep. TOMORROW

She did not want us to marry that's why she made me leave the country with trick and made you belive , I ran away from wedding and did not wanted to marry you". Vian suddenly felt his head was spinning, he held his car body to support him. “Vian, are you okay?”: She asked with concern. She touched his shoulder but he removed her hand and said:” Sarah , wedding….you wanted to say I was going to marry you?”. Sarah nodded, Vian held his head with both hands. He tried to remember his past but only blurred images were coming in front of his eyes. He looked at Sarah and said:” I am sorry, I did not recognize you “. He finishes the sentence, immediately sits in his car and leaves without heari

It was a sight I couldn’t erase, no matter how hard I tried. And every time I thought of it, guilt ate at my chest. A part of me felt like I was betraying my beloved wife, Esmeralda. God rest her soul. She was the only woman I’d ever opened my heart to, the only one I’d ever truly loved. We were meant to grow old together, but Lorenzo stole her from me, leaving behind a cold, hollow void no woman had ever come close to filling. Since she passed, I’d rarely touched any woman. And when I did, it was never about emotion, just a way to clear my head, to forget. It was always sex, nothing more.

He stayed silent, watching me carefully, but I didn’t want to dive into the details of forged documents, hidden clauses, or the betrayal written in fine print. It was too much, too raw. So I just shook my head and continued, “Then ten years later, I decided to surprise my husband. I went home unannounced, thinking I’d find him working, maybe sleeping... Doing something.....” I gave a bitter chuckle and looked up. “But instead, I found him with another woman. Living another life. In our house. A different version of himself. And all I could think about was how I didn’t know. Not once did I question him. Not once did I even imagine it.”

Well, my parents would lock me up in the basement and experiment different poisons on me as a kid, aphrodisiac included, in the end, I became immune to must of those stuff. Now now, who would want to go after a happily married man like myself. "Deal with it, don't go about embarrassing yourself." I stated before walking away. Justin cursed me underneath his breath before grabbing something to cover his bulge, then calling a waiter to lead him to a private room. Where was the waiter that served me? My eyes scanned the party and I pursed my lips instantly noticing that Elisa was nowhere to be seen. With huge strides I walked towards Amber. "Where is my wife?" I inquired, ignoring the male none

ISABELLE'S POV. “ I'm sorry but who are you? Do I know you?” Kristen asked with a confused expression and it felt like my head was about to explode. “Kristen? It's me, Isabelle, your wife.. don't you remember me?” I asked as I felt my heart beat accelerate. “ I'm sorry but I don't remember getting married..Can you please get the doctor? My legs hurt.” He calmly said but I stared at him with teary eyes.