Novel & Cerita The Abandoned Wife

She probed looking fierce suddenly. "I don't understand Abby , you are my wife and…." I was going to say when she had suddenly cut me short. "Your wife????" She giggled as more tears rolled down her eyes. "Last time I checked Jack, you abandoned me in the hospital after collapsing on our wedding day. You disliked me the moment you heard that I won't be Able to give birth as a normal lady should!!" She bellowed as she sobbed softly. "You abandoned my child and I , not knowing what tomorrow holds Jack!" She asserted as she felt shattered within her soul.

"Lorenzo, you are useless! Former Godfather? Ha! You're worse than a beggar on the street!" "I have the worst luck stuck with a man like you! No designer bags, no maids, just living in this rat hole!" "The baby..." Lorenzo croaked, looking at her flat stomach. "Don't mention that damn burden!" Sophia cut him off viciously. "I got an abortion! Being born to a broke loser like you would just be torture!" The sugary "Lorenzo" of the past had turned into the most venomous curses. Sophia straightened her cheap dress, sprayed on some strong perfume, and didn't even glance at Lorenzo collapsed on the floor.

“That is no longer a stumbling block for most in the world. Many have tried marriage with two to three partners before they settle on one. Sadly, the divorces are rarely pleasant, and many have children involved.” “Is this other woman going to make an embarrassment of herself by trying to get him back? Or will she change her mind and want her daughter back?” “As far as I’ve found out. The wife decided she preferred a previous partner and returned to him. He didn’t want a ready-made family. So, she abandoned her daughter and husband. She filed for divorce, not him. I can’t tell one way or another whether she could be a problem or not. But I doubt he will be interested in her return after s

Kaden thundered, grabbing onto her arm and bundling her out like she was nothing but a ragdoll. "Let me go!" She screamed, fighting him off until she managed to escape his hold. She eyed him in disgust and rubbed her arm. "As your wife, I have every right to be here," she countered. "And I have the legal backing as well." Kaden let out a growl so menacing it scared me. "Don't ever refer to yourself as my wife ever again. You lost that title three years ago when you eloped with a lover and abandoned your four month old son."

When I lift gaze, everyone just looks at us like we’re from a different planet. I crease my eyebrows on them. “‘Sup with the look?” They just shrug without a word. “You’re serious with the wife thing?” Paul asks me and glances at Abby. “Of course, I am. Why would I joke about marriage? Abby is my wife. You don’t believe me, who cares?” “Do your parents know about it? And what’s with the disappearance, man?” He doesn’t seem convinced. “I sleep in the underground at my house. My wife was in Boston, who only knows that place exists.”

But the wife, looking both ashamed and relieved, stepped forward. “I came here,” she said, her voice trembling, “not to defend myself, but to confess. I was lonely. Abby was absent. The mine stole him from me, and the walls of our marriage turned into a prison. Jake… Jake was only a symptom, not the disease. I’m sorry.” Abby’s fists trembled against his thighs. His pride wanted to explode, to call her names, to throw her out. But another part of him — the part that had grown weary of lies and deceit — sagged like a weary soldier.

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.

"Mr. Stone's ex-wife is a lazy, greedy, poor woman who only wants his money." Sophia scoffs inwardly, thinking, well, this lazy, greedy, poor ex-wife saved your company from significant financial losses. Turning her gaze back to Alexander, Sophia meets his eyes with unwavering intensity, her voice cool and measured as she poses her question, "Do you agree, Mr. Stone? Is your ex-wife truly as lazy and greedy as portrayed?"

I don't want to see that hatred that I witnessed on Marquis's face. I would rather stay away from her than see her hating me... Hah!!! Reality is unbelievable. I still can't digest the matter that I was abandoned by my husband on the first night. There is nothing to hold or to rely on. Living like a stray with no support. No roof when it storms, No blanket when it snows. Ahead of my life, I have only myself. The unbreakable wall ahead of me I have to break it to move on. Let myself bleed out with every wound I am getting now, to get my happiness. I no longer want to be locked in the cruel illusion of so-called family love.

It wasn't until much later that I found out most of that money had gone straight to Derek and Chloe. I looked down at her hand on my arm. "Let go." She wouldn't. Tears kept falling. "Ryan, you can't do this. You're my flesh and blood—" I laughed. Flesh and blood? Then why had that flesh and blood spent its childhood sleeping in a space under the stairs, eating other people's leftovers, and nearly dying of a fever alone in an empty house? "Mom. You keep saying I'm your flesh and blood. Then tell me — how many ribs does a person have?"