My Husband Dumped Me For His Blind Crush Novels & Stories

He greeted me as though I had never left. “Long time no see,” I responded in kind, smiling. This opportunity was handed to me on a silver platter, so who was I to refuse it? People who lived on public sentiment would one day die by public sentiment. An insider posted another shocking scoop on social media. “The latest twist in the Jonas/Celine saga! The poor woman was Jonas’ legally wedded wife, but he abandoned her as soon as he made it big! Jonas and Celine are the true villains in this story. And now the homewrecker has even gotten pregnant!”

Videos of their fights quickly went viral online. “You ruined everything, you wretch! Even my deal with Mr. Lee fell through because of you! And who do you think you are? Do you think you’re a trophy wife? You’re just a slut everyone’s had a go at, and you still think I’d marry you? Maybe in your next life! “I can’t believe I divorced Janice for trash like you. This is the biggest mistake of my life.” Wynne, dressed in a tattered wedding gown, stubbornly tried to shove the dead fetus into Michael’s hands.

Instead, he simply looked at me and said, "This show that you and Irene had put on truly is fascinating. Do you think you can make me take pity on you by going to the hospital and presenting a fake medical record to me? "The police are searching for Nat now. You better pray she's okay. Otherwise, I will never forgive you." Suddenly, I laughed. At the same time, an inexpressible sense of sorrow surged in my heart. I became so panicked that I fell down the stairs and miscarried when I learned that Natalie had been kidnapped. Yet, my husband deemed me as a jealous spouse who would only hide his phone away. Nonetheless, it turned out that there were times when he lost his composure and went on a

She tried to say something, but I cut in. "You have deceived me by being sweet in front of me, but you’re flirting with my husband behind my back." I walked over to her. "I was devastated when he filed for divorce and even more shattered when I found out his mistress was my sister. "You poured acid on my wounds by insulting me that I wasn't a woman worthy of Blaze. Tell me. Do I look like someone who could ruin your marriage?" I stopped when I was standing in front of her.

I asked, trying to keep my voice steady. He finally looked at me, his eyes devoid of emotion. "It's over, Sophia. I only married you to make my mother happy. Now that she's gone, I have no use for you." I felt like I'd been punched in the gut, my breath knocked out of me. "You can't do that Donald. What about us? What about our life together?" He scoffed. "There is no us, Sophia. There never was." I felt like I'd been living in a dream, and suddenly, I was awake. The reality was harsh and unforgiving.

"No! This isn't real!" Damon crawled after Sofia, grabbing for her leg. "I'm Vanessa's husband!" "Were." She kicked him off. "Duffel's got the rags you showed up with. That's all you ever brought to the table." Chloe just stood there, frozen. Shock. Fear. Reality finally hitting—her golden boy was nothing but a fraud. "Vanessa!" Damon screamed at the camera. "You can't do this! We were married three years!"

He didn’t move his legs to let me pass, so I climbed over him in the most undignified way possible. Before he could answer his phone, I snatched it, brought it to my lips, and said, “Your husband’s a cheating piece of garbage.” I tossed the phone into his lap and stormed off down the aisle. Because of course this was my Monday. Just another entry in the never-ending saga of my ridiculous love life: blind dates that belonged in horror stories, fake boyfriends with real wives, and a knack for picking the worst seat on the train. I ducked into the next car and finally found an empty forward-facing seat near the back. Peace, at last.

When I turned twenty-two, he lit up the sky with fireworks and drones, spelling out his romantic confession. Naturally, I fell head-over-heels for the man who was both domineering and tender. I really believed my fairy tale had come true. However, shortly after the wedding, Marco injured his spinal cord in a turf war, and the doctors said he’d spend the rest of his life in bed. He couldn’t accept that kind of fall from power. He became irritable and volatile, sinking into self-destructive urges and suicidal thoughts. In less than three months, he had tormented himself into a shell of who he once was.

Four years of my husband despising me because I was blind. It all goes down today and I would make him happy. I always heard his conversations with his friends and whenever they asked about his wife, he would brush it off. He wasn't proud of me being his wife since I was blind. He always had me locked in and gave me everything I needed just to stay indoors and not make anyone suspect that the wife of a billionaire was blind. Though everyone knew he had me as his wife, it seemed as though they all forgot I existed after some time.

Zachary must have been aware of that, but he was choosing to turn a blind-eye for my sake. When I remembered that my hands were the same hands who struck Zachary with a dagger, I shuddered. I pushed him away. “Swan?” I stared at his face for a long time, appreciating the fact that right now, he is breathing. Until the bitter end, he didn’t blame me. He stayed in love with me. My husband was the craziest man I had ever met. I was right. I struck gold when he married me. But it was the opposite for him.