My Husband Was Stolen Twice

"Look, chat! The rich guy who lives in this fancy apartment is secretly a pervert who gropes college girls!" As soon as I stepped out of the elevator, my neighbor Yvonne Shaw cornered me at the door. She tugged at her collar while crying to the camera. "Chat, this is where the guy lives! Just now in the elevator, he covered my mouth and groped me all over... If the elevator door hadn't opened in time, he would have dragged me back to his place!" The comments section exploded, the screen filled with curses aimed at my husband. But later, in court, when they saw my husband who had lost both arms saving someone five years ago... They were all dumbfounded.

Lyra's husband, Lucien Dallas has been acting strange since he woke up from his coma. And suddenly she is thinking divorcing him might be a bad idea. .... Lucien Morningstar has woken up in a strange world, in a strange era as Lucien Dallas, a man about to be divorced by his wife. Alone in a strange world, he doesn't understand. He has no idea what to do. A naive husband and a sly bold wife? What exactly could go wrong

Trapped into marrying the filthy rich Lucas Hilton, Arianna never imagined her married life to be so void of emotions and love. What she hoped would be a fresh start turned out to be a painful disappointment right from the beginning. On their wedding night, Lucas, her husband, made it crystal clear that he didn't love her. He admitted that the only reason he married her was to have a child who would inherit his fortune. But the torment didn't end there; Lucas shattered her further by divorcing her later on for her inability to birth a child, and he ended up marrying her very own best friend whom he had all along desired. Years later, Arianna returned, now wealthy and accompanied by a son! When he discovers that he fathered a child with the same woman he callously abandoned, all hell will break loose. * * * * * * "You belong to me, Arianna. You always have, and you always will," Lucas growled, forcefully gripping my arm and compelling me to meet his ruthless gaze. "I have never belonged to you, Lucas. Since the moment we wed, I never have, and I never will. I despise you," I retaliated, the words spewing out of me like venom. "Never underestimate me, princess," a malicious smirk twisted across his lips as he sneered, "I will go to any lengths to reclaim what is rightfully mine. And that is you, right by my side."

Lora Jade had always been the kind of woman who gave everything for love. She stood by Jackson through his struggles, supported his dreams, and sacrificed her own happiness to help him succeed. But the moment Jackson finally made it, everything changed. The man she built her life around looked at her like she was nothing. He handed her divorce papers without hesitation, his eyes cold and unfamiliar. “You’re no longer my standard,” he said. As if that wasn’t enough, another woman stepped forward—claiming her place beside him. Together, they mocked Lora, calling her useless, unworthy… disposable. Heartbroken and humiliated, Lora walked away from the marriage with nothing but pain. But life wasn’t done with her yet. Just as she tried to pick up the pieces, she received devastating news, her mother needed urgent surgery. A surgery she couldn’t afford. With no money, no support, and no hope, Lora found herself in a bar, drowning in alcohol and despair. That night, she made a reckless decision. She gave in to the darkness… and ended up in a stranger’s bed. By morning, shame and fear drove her to run without looking back. But what she didn’t know was this— The man she left behind was not someone she could easily escape. And he was determined to find her… no matter the cost.

On my way home from the night shift, a patient who held a grudge against my husband, the hospital director, forced half a bottle of pesticide down my throat. Terrified, I called my husband, Jasper Flint, for help. He rushed over and saved me. I survived by sheer luck. But tragically, his first love, Ruby Gray, died in a car accident on her way home that same night. After Ruby's funeral, Jasper carried on as if nothing had happened. I thought he had finally let her go. But on New Year's Eve, he poisoned our food, tied up my parents and me, and took us hostage. Through tears, I begged him to spare my parents. He killed them right in front of me. Their blood splashed across my face. "If you hadn't been so jealous of Ruby, if you hadn't pretended to drink pesticide just to lure me away, she never would've driven off like that. She'd still be alive!" he snarled. "How does it feel to watch your parents die? When Ruby died, what I felt was a thousand times worse than this! Since you like drinking pesticides so much, go ahead. Drink up!" Jasper forced my mouth open and poured the poison down my throat. I died in agony beside my parents' bodies. And then I opened my eyes—only to find myself reborn alongside Jasper. This time, Jasper chose to save his first love.

My live-in husband used my family’s influence to climb all the way to the position of Deputy Fire Chief. Throughout our five years of marriage, he has stood me up on every anniversary by using work as his excuse. This year, he finally agreed to celebrate our anniversary with me. But he only did so out of guilt. He had manipulated me into staying abroad to handle matters for him, which made me miss saying goodbye to my sister while she was dying in childbirth. The dinner was just his way of pretending to be sorry. As our dishes were served, my husband saw a news report about a fire at a top-tier postpartum care center downtown. He immediately ditched me and rushed to the scene. The fire station headquarters was just one block over! And he had specifically taken leave that week. I accidentally answered a call on his personal phone, and that was when I realized why he had been away from me most of the time. This man would not even buy me a cheap birthday gift, yet he had spent a packet to book a stay at a postpartum center for his mistress! I had to see for myself what kind of woman would have him so spellbound. I was determined to make him pay back every single item he had gotten from the Grant family, with interest.

Every woman has a dream wedding, but what happens if a girl has to get married only as a replacement for her lecturer lover who is lying in a coma? Anya is a poor girl who has to temporarily marry her professor who holds an ace card related to an incident that almost claimed her future. Getting married based on not liking each other or love for love, makes Anya have to endure suffering in her marriage. Will Anya be able to survive such a loveless marriage? Come on, follow the story of Anya the surrogate wife!

After my parents died in a car crash, my cousin stole the compensation money and moved overseas to start a business. My aunt begged me on her knees not to call the police. Then, she locked me in a dark basement for three months. I was close to breaking down and ending my life when Julien Lawson, the neighbor’s son, broke down the basement door and saved me. “Joyce, what they did is unforgivable! They stole the compensation money for your parents’ deaths. You were going to use it to open your own studio! “Marry me. I’ll protect you.” He was the only person who cared about me after my parents died. I was so grateful that I married him and had his child. I worked three jobs during the day to help support the orphanage that Julien ran. At night, I took care of our child and created design sketches. But no matter how hard I tried, none of my work was ever accepted. Even though Julien told me to keep at it, I felt discouraged and thought of giving up on my design career to focus on our family. One day, our child was sick. I went to take over the shift from Julien when I overheard him talking to my aunt on the stairs. “Julien, it’s been ten years. Joyce’s designs are getting better and better. She even passed the first round of the national competition. Are you really not going to tell her about the next round?” my aunt asked. Her voice trembled. Julien said coldly, “For years, I’ve been sending Joyce’s design sketches to Mindy to copy and enter in the competitions or publish as her own. “To help Mindy’s career, I can’t let Joyce move on to the next round. “Joyce has talent. If people notice her, she’ll be a threat to Mindy’s career!”

Divorce. And a rejection. That's a fact I can't accept. Alpha Liam is going to divorce me, but I have no idea why he would come up with that after I have been his wife and Luna's wife for three years. On Monday morning, the Elders, Beta Jack, and my best friend Hazel, and I was waiting for Liam in the pack hall. They asked Liam to think about it twice. The way he showed up gave us all a punch in the gut. Liam walked into the room…with another woman on his arm!!! “Trista,” he said snidely. “Meet the NEW Luna, Lucy.” Lucy? Was he kidding me! She was an omega from the Red Moon Pack. She was the maid of the alpha there, but rumor had it she was also his mistress! How could he rejected me because of such a woman! But I was wrong. She was his first mate. And about me, I am his second chance mate after she left him three years ago. I was so broken and I decided to kept that secret from Liam--I was carrying his babies. I chose to live far away alone with my children, as further as I could. But what I didn't expect was that five years later...

On the day I was kidnapped, my husband was looking after his sick sweetheart. I called him, asking him for help. Yet, he merely replied coldly, "Danica, you are a bad liar." After that, he heartlessly hung up the phone call on me, causing me to get brutally murdered by the kidnappers. I failed to show up as scheduled on the day we agreed to finalize our divorce. He called me in exasperation, only for the phone call to be answered by the police. "Mr. Ferguson, are you a family member of the deceased Danica Reed?"