Rise Of The Abandoned Husband Novels & Stories

She came through the crowd and the crowd parted for her and she stopped directly in front of me, and the courtyard went quiet. "We haven't even finished burying Zayn properly, and the first thing that comes to mind is fleeing with his son?" Her voice was low, shaking. "He is my child—" "He is an Al-Rashid!" The words exploded out of her. "You brought Zayn home in a box and now you want to rob me of the only piece of him I have left?" "I want my son, that's all I want, just let us go—" "Let you go." She laughed, and it was the ugliest sound I'd ever heard. "You tried to take my grandson from me. In front of everyone. You also dragged your little friend into this house's business. And you want

“Because your blood results don't make sense. The pathogen is present, but its activity is behaving differently from what we've observed in other patients. Your initial examination also showed no obvious signs of fetal distress.” I turned toward the window. I couldn't tell him the truth. How could I explain that I had already lived through the apocalypse once? That I remembered the infected, the deaths, and the moment my husband had abandoned me? He would think I was insane. “I told you I have never had this infection before,” I said. “I believe you haven't knowingly been exposed to it. That's not quite the same thing.” I looked back at him. “What are you suggesting?” “I'm not suggesting any

"If I didn't marry Mirella, he would kill Vivian. Lord Ashford was the Secretary of War at the time, and he even said he would strip me of my top ranking. I grew up in poverty and fought for everything to get where I am today. I didn't dare gamble with my future or Vivian's life." He continued, "After I married Mirella, I truly wanted to be devoted to her, but I never expected her to be so jealous. She was controlling and wouldn't allow any woman near me. Even when Vivian came seeking refuge, she turned her away. Not only that, she even tried to sell Vivian to a brothel.

The mysterious groom never showed his face during the proceedings. Everyone whispered he must be old and ugly, some reclusive eccentric with money but no looks. The perfect person to dump the adopted daughter on when their biological princess Sienna got cold feet. Fortunately, he never contacted me after the wedding. Strange arrangement? Yes. But I welcomed the freedom. I built a new life, far from the Bailey family drama, never expecting he'd suddenly demand to meet just as our contract was nearing its end. I dragged my suitcase through the airport, New York's air hitting me, familiar yet foreign.

I thought I was getting a successful, reputable man that would actively help in the growth of my fashion brand, now I'm stuck in a very despicable marriage, with a useless and selfish husband. I was so foolish getting rid of the kindest, most selfless man I have ever known. Abel's attractive personality was my greatest comfort for three years. But I kicked him out in the most humiliating way. At the time I hadn't imagined he could be a better choice. He was jobless and a house husband, but he was more hardworking and devoted than any man I’ve met. I don't know where he ran to, after I kicked him out. He didn't really have a place to go. Which worries me now the most.

A shiver ran through me, not of fear but awakening. For the first time, I wasn't just a cast-off bride, or a desperate daughter, or a discarded sh*t as he said. I was something new, a mother, a fighter and a woman who would one day stand over Jethro Veylen's broken pride and say, You should have never let me go. And as Tristan's eyes held mine, sharp and unyielding, I knew he believed it too.

"Consider this an ultimatum, Megan. You either go to work and build a career, or if you insist on this ridiculous notion of getting married right now, then I will disown you. You will no longer be a part of this family. Do you understand me?" Megan stared at him, her heart pounding in her ears. Disown her? After everything? After supporting her through the trauma of Lizbeth, after celebrating her graduation, he was willing to cast her aside for wanting to marry the man she loved? A cold, desperate fury mixed with a profound sense of injustice consumed her.

"Do you want to hear a story?" Rose was surprised at his question. Why would he suddenly want to tell her a story when they are talking about something very important? "What kind of story?" She asked. "A very good one. Just listen to this story and tell me what you think." Christopher said. "There was a man who was very poor. He had nothing and could barely feed. He was what you would call a street guy. His life is all about how to feed. He and his friends would look for what to do during the weekdays and on weekends, they would go out to party. That's how his life is. One day, he went out to party with his friends as per their tradition and that's how he met a rich heiress. They got talking

But she’d done nothing to make me think that way. Elena had been a faithful, doting wife. We’d had a good marriage. How could I have let Lydia convince me otherwise. And then there was the abortion. For the past three years, I’d been helping Lydia raise Ava. When I could have been raising my own child with Elena. The thought caused me to bite down hard on my lip. It was almost too much to bear. I couldn’t think about it. I had to stay focused on the present. We had to get Elena out of whatever mess she was in. We could deal with everything else after.

She was supposed to be untouchable. He was supposed to be gone forever. Her husband was supposed to love her.** Grammy winner Nova Black thought she had it all—until she caught her husband cheating on live television. In a moment of pure rage, she announced their divorce to millions of viewers. But her public breakdown awakens someone from her past. **Kai Storm.** The boy who disappeared without explanation ten years ago has returned as a billionaire with enough power to crush empires. He's been watching from the shadows, waiting for the perfect moment to reclaim what was stolen from him.