My Husband Dumped Me For His Blind Crush Novels & Stories

This man was my… "Excuse me, but is the place closed? I'm supposed to meet someone here tonight," said a mild mannered, meek, male voice. "Are you, by chance, Pearl?" "Holy fuck. Not my blind date. NOT. MY. BLIND…oh no. Oh fuck. Yes. Oh hell. Yes. Yes. Yes," I cried out as my husband doubled down on tonguing my clit into submission. "I'm in the middle of eating my wife's cuming cunt. Are you stupid? Get the fuck out," my husband purred against my once more cuming cunt.

At seven months pregnant, Charlotte Norman went in for a prenatal checkup and was told she needed her husband’s signature. That was when she discovered Bruce Ford had been living a double life all along. He had another family. And the woman at the center of that family was none other than Charlotte’s own older sister, Xena Norman. Even worse, the little girl Charlotte thought was her niece was actually Bruce’s illegitimate daughter. But the cruelest truth of all was about the baby in her own womb. Bruce had arranged for another man to get Charlotte pregnant, all to prove his loyalty to Xena. Her husband had betrayed her. Her parents had always favored her sister. Her in-laws had spent

Instead, he said five words that shattered everything she thought she knew. "Daniel Hart isn't your husband." The call disconnected. And for the first time since this nightmare began, Emma realized the truth might be far worse than betrayal. Because if Daniel wasn't really her husband... Then who had she been married to for the last seven years?

"And you destroyed a dying patient's only lifeline over some pathetic jealousy!" "You are cold-blooded beyond belief!" I looked at that agonized face of his and let out a low laugh. The laughter grew louder, echoing through the empty hospital room, eerie and unhinged. The iterative drug I'd poured my heart and soul into formulating for her — she'd smashed it with her own hands. And this husband of mine, so quick to accuse me of being cold-blooded — He couldn't even read the encrypted lab serial number on that culture dish. My serial number.

I was less privileged but did that mean I should be disrespected by my own husband? I was just excited over nothing. I thought he regarded me but he had to pretend he loved me because the woman he really loved dumped him. I was just a second option. I was just a substitute. Willow is back and he might be planning to dump me too. My heart missed a beat as I thought about that. "You cannot let that happen, Violet," I cannot let him divorce me. I love him. I have fallen in love with him like a fool. I don't even want his money anymore. I just want him to reciprocate the feelings I have for him. He should love me the same way I love him.

"How sure are you, madam? The cancerous cells have spread all over his brain and he..." "Just stop this, doctor. Stop!" I slam my hands on the desk as I spring up to my feet. His words are driving me to the edge of craziness. "My husband doesn't have a brain tumor! No, he doesn't," I shake my head slowly. My eyes suddenly become wet with tears, and my cheeks feel hot as they pour down them. It's not that I believe him, but... but... I don't know what's going on. I don't know what I'm feeling right now...

I think for a moment and sort out my words. "He... is blind, I have taken care of him for a long time, given him a lot and put up with him all the time, but he can never see me, I found it hard and wanted to escape, so I came out to work, and to my surprise, I met you." I am hardly lying. Leo Wilson looks surprised. He says, "I've guessed many times what kind of person your husband would be to push you away himself, and never imagined that he would be blind."

Despite saying ‘Maybe, I may reconsider along the way’ The word didn't seem real anymore, unlike the first time he heard it. “Of course I'm angry. I thought you will never understand how it feels to be angry when you can't even vent it out.” He retorted furiously. Apparently, he was working on his voice. He seemed a bit off each time he uttered a word, it was cracking like someone that was broken inside. “You shouldn't have asked. The truth is going to break your heart.” “Maybe it would shatter into another thousand pieces if I don't hear the truth.” “Richard is my ex-husband.” She disclosed the huge secret she had never told him before. She gulped down her saliva nervously.

All the dark secrets he thought would stay hidden had been exposed under the bright sun. “Find out who told Zara about what happened back then. I don’t care what it takes. Just find out!” He hung up. He started sending me message after message again, but I never replied. He could no longer stand still. He rushed to the departments in charge and claimed he was my husband to get information about me. But when they checked, they told him that I had already erased all my personal records and that I was no longer his wife. When he saw his signature on the divorce papers, he thought back to how strangely I had been acting over the past few days.

They know how stupid I get around cute guys, so it’s a mystery to them that I’ll divorce such a charming guy like Nate. I don’t understand why they couldn’t just give up these questions and just be happy for me. I just can’t stand their consistent questions anymore. They think he is too perfect to be dumped like he is some Greek God or something. I got fed up with the nonstop interrogation, so I told them the sad truth that I’d never told anyone before, “Enough with the questions already! Well, if you must know, I dumped his sorry ass because he sucks in bed! The dude is fucking impotent!