Romans & histoires Rise Of The Abandoned Husband

“By the way, I’m really surprised that the smartest guy back in college never figured out that the child he adored so much wasn’t even his biological son.” “What?” I looked at her in disbelief. Clark... isn’t my son? “It’s obvious, really. He doesn’t even have a single one of your features. Can you believe it? You abandoned your real child and wife for me? You loved me too much—and I thank you for that. Because I lived a luxurious life. Me and my son, while your own daughter and ex-wife, who had no one else, begged in the streets.” My heart was filled with pain and anger. But I had no one else to blame but myself. I caused this. Everything happening to me is the consequence of my poor decisi

After signing the divorce papers, I dialed my mentor’s number. “Professor Mary, about that research project in the Arctic—the one developing a new drug—please add my name back to the team.” Mary’s excited voice burst through the speaker. “You’ve changed your mind? That’s wonderful! The military will send someone to pick you up in ten days. But Aurora, I have to remind you again. Once you join this mission, your personal information will be erased. Your husband… with his extreme need for control… will he agree?”

I had ended up being hospitalized with stomach bleeding. As his wife, I never slacked off for a single day. For three years, I gave everything I had and pushed the company to go public. At the celebration party, he held me and cried. “Anna, I was born unable to have children. I can never give you a child, yet you still married me and fought beside me through thick and thin. “I swear on my life that I will never forsake you!" In the previous lifetime, that promise had kept me shackled for decades.

he began, "but it all goes back to our parents." Sophia leaned in, her eyes focused on him. "I'm listening," she encouraged. Michael began to recount the dramatic tale. "You see, my father and my mother was happily married. But, somehow, Caroline, Alexander’s mother, and my father had an affair. After this, Caroline became pregnant." Sophia's eyes widened in astonishment, and she couldn't help but interject, "Wow, that's quite a plot twist." Michael nodded a hint of bitterness in his voice. "Indeed. When Alexander's grandfather found out about the affair and the pregnancy, he not only drove my father away but also pushed our family to the brink of bankruptcy and destroyed our lives."

Catherine gave him a disapproving look. Meanwhile, Diego pressed a small button on his belt, walking back to the wedding altar. He had to quickly prepare an escape in case of urgency. "I can confirm that this is a mistake. I've never been involved in any crime. I'm sure this is the work of our business rivals who want to thwart my marriage to Caraline." Caraline took a few steps back. The shock still refused to leave her face. She had never expected this to happen, but on the other hand, she felt she had a way to get away from the disgusting monster that was to become her husband.

"You're pregnant? Wait…are you actually scavenging through trash with my child? Oh, my god! How skinny she is! What kind of mom are you, anyway? He rattled on and on in front of me, but it took a solid moment for the reality to sink in. It was Killian, my ex-husband, the man I had divorced five years ago. He kept harping on, "Why is she so scrawny? Sierra, how could you be such a failure of a mother?" I just brushed him off, yet he wouldn’t stop gabbing, "Why are you even here? Are you just putting on a pathetic show because you knew I was coming to inspect the area?" Clutching my little daughter tightly, I couldn't be bothered to waste my breath on him. The gorgeously dressed woman in desig

Said a man from behind me. My back stiffened, recognizing the voice of Samuel Burke. “Don’t judge me when you only see a part of the picture, not the whole of it.” I hissed, and he laughed. “I don’t have to see the whole picture to know the truth. You don’t look happy.” Irritation caused my features to harden. “Stop this nonsense right now. I don’t want to hear about it.” “You don’t want to hear about the truth? Wake up, Pepper Ferguson. You don’t have to endure your husband’s infidelity right under your nose. You have a choice. To move out and live the life that was meant for you.”

No one could fully understand Esteban's thoughts or movements—he was always careful, always mysterious. "I’m just an ordinary man who sometimes can’t even afford three meals a day," Esteban laughed. "You know what I mean," Ruben said, hesitating. "I endure a lot of criticism. But if someone’s going to fall, it won’t be me—because I’m nothing but trash to Anna’s family..." Esteban smiled. As trash and an abandoned child, he was married off to Don Placido’s granddaughter. Anna’s world crumbled when they were wed, but she stayed strong. That’s why he couldn’t afford to fall just because of what others said about him.

“What do you think you’re doing?” “What do you mean?” I whispered back, keeping my eyes on the crowd. “Didn’t you hear what the MC said? They called your wife.” His smile didn’t falter, but his words cut like a blade. “And you think showing up here with your fat, ugly face is something to be proud of? Aren’t you ashamed of yourself, Rose?” His voice rose, and I heard some of the people laughing. Even Eva, my own daughter, was laughing at me.

Sydney “You’ve been sleeping with Bryce Westin.” He shot back, heaving. “So don’t come here acting so innocent! I’ve seen…” I laughed and he trailed off. “Well, can you blame me?” I grabbed a pair of heels off the rack. “My husband abandoned me while I was in the hospital. Don’t you think it makes sense to spend my time with someone who actually gives a damn whether I live or die?” His hands clenched into fists. “Sydney….”