The Abandoned Husband Dominates Novels & Stories

Her stepbrother, Matt, had been with her throughout the day, not resting, unlike her husband, who had claimed he had some pressing work to take care of, while that was just an excuse. Earlier that day, he had met his mistress. While his wife ran around, trying to save their baby, he had been in the arms of another woman. Dominic had never liked lactating mothers. He hates mothers, generally, and intends to divorce his wife now that her curves have filled out. The idea of a child had all been Mara's. She wanted one, and he gave it to her even though he didn't want it. Mara didn’t know about it. She didn’t know that her ‘loving’ husband was planning on divorcing her. She had felt his withdrawa

Her face looks confused and annoyed simultaneously as if she is looking for someone but has not found him yet. “Where is my husband? Why did that strange man even leave without telling him first? Is it possible Massimo even went into the bathroom, huh?” muttered Abby, full of curiosity. In the bathroom, a man still calls with an annoyed expression mixed with a pent-up passion that can't be channeled. Meanwhile, Alex just shook his head. He could not stop thinking about the mindset of Abigail Laurentia Verz's husband, so he could not give further advice yet. Alex Matthew Forest: “Earlier, you said that Abby seemed to enjoy playing hard to get, then I gave you a suggestion; instead you said th

Stress, depression, and the loneliness that gnawed at her soul drove Vivienne to seek comfort in food until her body swelled out of control. Ironically, after two years of marriage, let alone having a child, Dominic had never even touched her once. The man treated her as nothing more than an outdated decoration, a humiliating virgin wife. “Are you planning to hide in here until the event is over, Vivienne?” That cold baritone voice shattered Vivienne’s thoughts. Dominic Thorne, her husband, stood by the connecting doorway in a custom-made suit that wrapped perfectly around his tall, well-built body. Perfect. A word that contrasted sharply with Vivienne’s appearance tonight.

He crossed his legs, took another drag of his cigar and puffed rings in the air. “Do you think you'd be hanging over a pot of oil if I managed to get my hands on him?” he said, rolling the cigar between his fingers like he was bored. “He slipped away… He abandoned you. His love isn't so strong after all.” I froze. Not because he claimed Detroit abandoned me. I knew he'd never do that. I froze because he didn't manage to get his hands on my husband. In other words, my husband was making plans to rescue me right now.

“You know, how beautiful and exquisite you look tonight. The woman blushed while she smiled at him flirtatiously and provocatively, she told him in a seductive tone. —I'm always beautiful, while she caressed her husband's face and smiled at him, the woman added, —I need to be, or say no my husband, he'll leave with the first whore I passed, and he'll abandon me without hesitation. The man frowned, as he took a position at his entrance and told him. —You are my wife, my lover, my friend, I am not going to abandon you, and now that we will have a daughter, much less. At that precise moment, the man did not hesitate and sank inside her, causing the woman to moan with pleasure, Caspian smiled as

"Why go that far?" "I was on the run. From my husband. From a life that turned impossible." I touched my actual face. "Switched it up to vanish for good. Start fresh as somebody else." Ethan leaned in. "What was his name? This husband?" "Dominic. He was..." I hunted for the right words. "Influential. Loaded. Distant. Saw me as something he owned, not a partner. Made me feel like nothing." "Like how Marcus treated you."

he whispered into my ear. In annoyance I threw his hand from my arm, and because of my sudden movement I almost fell again, but he swiftly managed to hug me so I wouldn't fall. Damn! This man must be looking for an opportunity to grope my body. "You deliberately want to grope my body!" I accused him while struggling in his arms. But he just tightened his grip on me and he didn't seem to let me go. What a strange man. I was really surprised by this sudden change in his demeanor. Could this guy have bipolar too? Oh no! Why did God give me such a terrible husband like him? No wonder he wants to marry me. If he didn't have all kinds of strange disorders, then he would have preferred to marry the

he continued, his eyes briefly flickering toward me, “and her violation of clan marital law.” Violation. The word echoed in my head like a hammer. Kathie stiffened beside me. I felt her fingers tighten around mine. I swallowed hard and straightened my shoulders. I would not look guilty. I would not shrink. I would not let these men see fear on my face, no matter how violently my heart was pounding. “She abandoned her marital home,” Flavio went on, “left her husband without proper approval, and remained in hiding for several years.” A low murmur spread through the chamber.

With a firm demeanor and a clear voice, Ben gave his orders to his men. "Yes, sir. We’ll handle it properly." With a wave of his hand, Ben dismissed his subordinates from the room. They promptly obeyed. Ben, of course, was curious and intrigued by Caroline's life. "So, her husband and mother-in-law didn’t treat her well at home. Alright, I’ll look into this for her." Ben picked up a cigarette and lit it with a lighter. Smoke billowed throughout the room. Among all the women who had entered his life, only Caroline had managed to captivate him to this extent, even forcing him to reveal her past. Especially after learning that she had married another man.

Elena' s POV "Abort, or divorce." My husband threw a folder directly in my face when I told him I was pregnant. What was he talking about? My eyes scanned the medical report. But then I saw it. On the second page. The pregnancy timeline… …with the wrong conception date. The day Lucian was still on a business trip. "This is a mistake, the report is wrong." I said, my voice trembling. "Hospitals don’t make mistakes," he quipped back. "The date is right there, clear as day. I was away that week. In Europe on a business trip."