The Abandon Husband Novels & Stories

He said with no remorse. “Like hell, I'm not your wife anymore. You abduct me and keep me here because of your stupid pleasure. I'm not going to turn up for you.” “You call it a pleasure but I'm telling you that we're going to make babies.”

Hazel stared at the screen of her mobile, appalled. He has cut the call.... Fuck you! Bastard! Hazel cursed and vibrated in anger. He has spoke no word after she asked him what deal? He just fucking cut the call! “Hazel what happened?” Matilda asked concerned. “My husband! He is the problem! He has first bought this place and now he has my son! He is trying to abandon me of everything I love!” Hazel cried out.

“Or what, you want to fuck me too, cheat on that little wife of yours and when you are done, discard me away like some used condom, oh yeah that is right, it isn’t like you are any better!” It wasn’t a secret to me that he loved and cared for his wife dearly. Isn’t it why he abandoned me that day for her. I tried so hard to not let my hatred and misery show, but I just couldn’t. The tear dam was too full to be caged back down. Letting go of him, I went to stand by the large window seal to catch a breath, wiping away the few escaped tears. This was embarrassing.

Looking at her husband, then at me “You two know each other?” All those years from the village, the pain, the stigma, the wait. Everything came flooding my head, breaking me into smaller pieces. Ubong, the man that took my pride and left me with the price to pay alone. Feeding me with false hope and dream crowned with fake love. That man who after promising me forever, abandoned me to suffer alone in the village and ran to the city to build his perfect family in a perfect house. And now, before my eyes is that man, Ubong. Ubong stands speechless, staring at me in bewilderment.

The girl also released her hand from her husband's hand. Why did Massimo even say that? I do not like being given false hope... ah, why do I even feel weird? Do not put my hope in a stupid husband because, after all, we got married with no love at all. All the assumptions that he has mentioned will not change the situation, thought Abby, who was trying to drown out all the sadness alone.

He hadn't finished the house, only managing to fence half the plot of land around, leaving a little opening as the entrance, so one could see people passing through the street. Mama-tina knew her husband was enjoying the rich, yellow, curvy woman's money that he had followed, claiming she was too local and troublesome, whereas she was a calm, peaceful, and God-fearing woman. But he claimed he couldn't stand her and abandoned them all when Jude was just a baby.

Finally, his second wife and two children moved to Riverside, leaving him alone in that small town. As he told the story, his eyes were swollen and teary. I saw deep sadness and regret in his eyes. Then, he took a photo out of his wallet and showed it to me. When I saw the photo, I was stunned and couldn’t say anything. Was fate playing a joke on me? The man in front of me was the man Uncle Ted had told me about last night. So, this old man was the father who had abused my mother and abandoned us? The man who chose money over his children and wife. How ironic. I never imagined that blood ties would bring me to him.

Even my wolf soul was bound, unable to escape. I didn’t want to die. I wanted to live. But I knew—he would never come back. The mine collapsed. Boulders and soil came crashing down like ravenous beasts, swallowing me whole. The unbearable agony forced a final howl from my throat. I died with my eyes wide open, unwilling to close them. And within my frozen womb, my unborn pup perished too. Yet all he was worried about was his lover, Sophia.

When the ninety-ninth specialist firmly told me I could never conceive, my husband did not hesitate to abandon me, storming off in anger. I chased him to his office, only to hear rhythmic and intimate sounds from inside. “Emily, have my child. Be my wife, will you?” The hand I had raised to knock fell limply at my side, powerless, as his words echoed in my ears. When I returned home, I took down all our wedding photos and noticed my husband’s long-unused diary.

He looked at his wife with eyes devoid of emotion and said, “Gail, let’s divorce. I cannot stay in this marriage with someone who doesn’t support me. Please pack your things and leave my house.” Gail’s face turned pale. She took her husband’s hands and said, “Honey, please don’t say words you don’t mean. I have been nothing but a good wife to you, Hayden. Please forgive me just this once, I will change.” Her husband shook his head and replied, “Do you understand what I am feeling right now, Gail? My heart is in turmoil. I am consumed by guilt and regret for abandoning my ex-wife when she needed me the most.