Serena Winters Husband Novels & Stories

"Serena, I'm always here. I'm outside; if you want to see me, just come out anytime." It's still the same, not wanting a response. At noon, Marcus informed me that Logan and his wife, Sona, were coming. The remarkable thing is that they did not come alone; they also brought their four-month-old daughter. I was surprised and didn't expect time to pass so quickly. Our ill-fated child has been away from us for more than a year. When I think about it, my chest feels uncomfortable, and my hatred for those bastards, last-named Vincent, increases even more. Wait until I finish dealing with Serena; I'll find them to play with.

Logan really deserved to die! My eyes reddened as I read on, unable to contain the fury building inside me. I immediately had my lawyer file a lawsuit and publicly posted a detailed account of what had happened on social media. I exposed how Logan and Claire's affair had led to Aiden's death, and how Logan cheated on me while we were still married.

"Been a while." "I've been busy," I said, keeping my tone casual. "But I have a story for you. Something I think the public might find... intriguing." A brief pause. Then, interest piqued. "I'm listening." "Remember James Vale?" A low whistle. "The wife-killer who walked? Yeah, I remember. What about him?" "He's resurfaced. And he's getting cozy with someone interesting." "Who?" "Alexandra Lane." Another pause. Longer this time. "Your ex-wife?"

He then coldly said, "I’m your husband. Why can’t I tell you how to dress?!" "Am I hearing this right?!" Serena showed no care, "Now you remember you're my husband?! When you were rolling in bed with Poppy, why didn't you remember you were my husband?! When you brought up divorce, why didn’t you remember you were my husband?!" "You!" Clint’s anger flared, his brow furrowing. Poppy saw this and quickly interjected, crying out, "Clint, if you hadn’t come, Serena was going to kill me!"

"Don't think I don't know the truth—Peyton's family has destroyed your ability to have children. That's the only reason why Juni crossed your mind now!" Christian's face twisted in shock. He had not expected me to know about his infertility. It was not difficult to find out. I was still Christian's emergency contact information at the hospital. Since they did not know about our divorce, they called to inform me about his condition. Now, Juni was Christian's only remaining bloodline. Even though she was a girl, he was desperate to claim her. "This guy has no shame! He cheated, got caught, and now, he wants to go back to his ex-wife?"

"We've reviewed more footage." My eyes narrowed. "What did you find?" My gaze slid to Serena’s. Her gaze was also on me but the moment she saw me looking at her, she quickly looked away. "They were having an affair." I didn't say a word for a couple of seconds, staring at the city from my office window. Albert and Sandra. Late Sandra Holloway, Serena's stepmother, who was married to the Holloways. Was sleeping with the family’s lawyer. That’s always bad news in whatever form it comes.

Nobody was talking about how Serena was responsible for abducting her daughter who was still missing even to this minute. Nobody cared anymore that the child Serena was carrying was the product of her husband’s infidelity. How did any of that become normal to them? Things hadn’t gotten any better between her and Kane either. He was now aloof towards her as if she was just another maid in the house. They barely spoke to each other anymore. “Hi there, sister-wife!” Serena bellowed from the TV room as Emilia passed. “Why are you patrolling the hallways like a ghost?”

Although Snow was embarrassed, she still did not want to let go of Kiran, afraid for his safety. Kiran looked at Serena calmly and said, “It’s okay for you to see. We’re husband and wife, isn’t that normal?” Snow’s face reddened. Did that jerk have no shame at all? Hehe… Serena chuckled and removed the hands from her face, saying, “Kiran is such a macho man!” “My wife should be the one saying that.” Kiran hugged Snow and said, “You came just in time. I was just about to look for you.”

“We’re going home. Now.” Hunter turned slowly, his breath heavy. “I’m not going home.” Serena lifted her chin. “So you’re choosing to stay here? With a woman you don’t even really know?” “I know who she is,” Hunter replied shortly. “And I’d rather live in this confusion… than in a lie with you.” Serena stepped inside, now only a few feet from her husband. “You talk like I’m your enemy. I’m your wife, Hunter! The wife who stood by your side for five years, supported you, defended you in front of everyone—even when you were cold and never touched me!”

She ducked her head and leaned close to Wilson, whispering in his ear, "Should I not have come tonight?" "What do you mean?" Wilson asked. "The atmosphere feels off," Serena said. She remembered Wilson telling her about Jacob and David's strained relationship and added slowly, "You don't think a fight would break out, do you?" Wilson gave her a placating look. "Relax. These old geezers wouldn't think about hurting you while your husband's here." "Alright…" He'd referred to himself as her husband, for heaven's sake, and it seemed to come naturally to him too. She hadn't even agreed to marry him!