The Abandoned Wife Novels & Stories

Though it was his wife who had covered up his pitiful incompetence for the past seven years, the cowardly husband firmly believed that all those faults were his wife's doing. Instead, a male's despicable anticipation hovered around the corners of his mouth. The vile hope that he could escape his useless wife and embrace fresh, new skin. Do-yeon, crouching in the back, flinched violently as if her shoulders had been struck by lightning. A colossal pillar in a corner of her heart collapsed. Now, branded with the terrible stigma of a barren woman abandoned by the family. She would rot away as an old woman in the isolated pavilion for the rest of her life, unable to escape the fate of a living w

“But you’re clearly an asset to this family. So once you’ve cleared the air and confessed your lies publicly, then I will consider letting you return to our family. As Lucian’s wife.” “Lucian’s wife?” I said in mock exasperation. “But Lucian already has a wife. What about Lydia.” “Lydia,” Vivenne scoffed, waving her hand dismissively in the air. “She’s not nearly as valuable as you. In fact, she’s not even worth mentioning.” I couldn’t hold it in anymore. Her last comment pushed me over the edge. Vivenne really thought that I would do all this? That I would just submit to her demands?

"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.

Ignored. One after another. One rejection after another. Every person who used to answer on the first ring suddenly had somewhere else to be. People who used to beg for my attention. People who used to wait outside my dressing room. People who used to flatter me. Gone. Every single one. The loneliness turned into fury. Because this wasn’t fair. Lucian cheated. Lucian betrayed his wife. Lucian hurt people. Lucian destroyed lives. Yet somehow I was the one being abandoned.

She shot me one last contemptuous glance, took Johnny's hand, and turned to leave. I watched her retreating figure, and the memories of our fifteen years together flooded back. Despite everything, I couldn't help but call out to her. Maeve spun around instantly. "Changed your mind? Ed, it's too late now—" I cut her off, glancing at her hand intertwined with Johnny's. Whether it was because I'd already hurt too much, or because I'd finally let go—my heart felt calm now. I said, "We were married once, so I'll give you one last piece of advice. Johnny isn't who you think he is. He's not the son of war heroes—he's been lying to you. His reasons for getting close to you might not be innocent..."

‘’Groom abandons slut of his wife on the wedding altar. “‘slut of a sister could not win her way into the Grey household and has been abandoned by husband on the altar’’ The news articles held all sorts of titles. Everyone felt bad for Anabel but no one was willing to take her side. She deserved it and everyone knew about it. It was not the first time she was making headlines. ‘’If only she had married into the Richards family then none of this would be happening to her today’’ Anabel watched as everyone spoke about her, neither Daniel, Mark, or lovert was anywhere to be seen. She had not seen Arielle since the breaking of the day.

I had stopped right behind one of the sofas while Matilda stood in front of the same sofa next to the centre table. "How dare you?" Matilda snapped. "You abandoned your wife and all for what? Alexander Williams ex-witch of a wife?" I heard her growl ignoring my mockery statement. "She is someone's wife for crying out loud. Mr Smith's wife. Are you mad or stupid to bring someone's wife to your home?" she added and I maintained a calm expressionless face. "I didn't abandon my wife. If anything I did what a husband would do for her wife whom another man wants to abuse," I replied and shoved my other hand into my right pocket.

She genuinely liked Silvia and could not stand to see her being mocked by people who were constantly saying foolish things. However, she did not need to do anything else now. Ryan’s unintentional protection of Silvia just now already proved that Silvia was not an abandoned woman whom had been banished from the family. Why would the former husband take the initiative to carry the suitcase for his abandoned wife? Why would the former husband come to pick his abandoned wife up from work? Why would the former husband be upset because his abandoned wife was almost run over by a bike? It appeared as though the husband was the one who was abandoned instead.

“I have every right to be here. I’m picking up my son’s things.” “Your son?” Catherine laughed out very loud. “You abandoned him. You left him here with Adrian and walked away.” “I didn’t abandon anyone. I left Adrian. Not my children.” “Same thing.” “It’s not the same thing at all.” Vanessa stepped closer. “You’re pathetic, you know that? You couldn’t handle being a wife so you ran away. And now you’re back because what? You won in court?”

I explained. Sobs threatened to escape my lips as my eyes watered. "I – I didn't do anything wrong, I swear it." My voice quivered, "I have done everything for that household. I abandoned everything else for my family and that same family turned their backs on me because of another woman." I sniffed, glancing at the man beside me. "Did you know I found out the strange woman was my husband's first love? She came unannounced and took everything that belonged to me one after the other."