The Cast Aside Husband Rises Novels & Stories

I stammered, "Maeve, I never—" She gave me a look of pure disappointment, then turned to help Johnny back to his feet. "Ed, how did you become this kind of person?" I was silent for a long moment. Gritting my teeth against the pain in my chest, I forced myself to speak calmly. "I haven't changed. You have. "Maeve, I've already signed the divorce papers. I'm stepping aside so you two can be together." Maeve was busy tending to the scrape on Johnny's hand, murmuring comfort to him while she cleaned the wound.

“But, how is it that you were married to her all these years and didn’t even know what she liked to eat? That’s pretty pathetic for a husband…” “Ex-husband,” Adam corrected with a smirk. “What about you?” I snapped, glaring at Arlington. “Your pathetic pining for my wife from a distance, for years, has clearly gotten you nowhere. Talk about pathetic…” Arlington froze for a moment before smiling politely. “Not so distant, I admit.” “You are not the father of my child,” I replied, stepping aside for a nurse who had come down the corridor. “And neither are you, Adam.” “You’re sure of that?” Adam asked, crossing his arms. “How many times have you slept with Alice over the years? A dozen? Less?”

“I didn’t think you guys would hurt Hannah and Jensen. They are innocent but have become your victims. Are you satisfied? Is it necessary to sacrifice others just to hide your relationship? And now you come to me to ask for my blessing. Meanwhile, my former daughter-in-law and grandson are sad because of your betrayal.” “And you, Jason, I raised you to be a good man. But you have disappointed me. Hannah is a good girl who didn’t know about your evil plans. She loved you with all her heart and sacrificed herself for the family. But all she got in return was betrayal. I will never approve of your relationship. For me, there are only Hannah and Jensen. Consider my rejection to be a result that

He's not someone who gives consideration specially to people who dare to fool him. "Drop the act of being a considerate and concern husband because you are not. You're not my husband, I am not your wife" I hissed once again, gritting my teeth, flaunting the irritation in my eyes. "Your real wife is dead. Selena Castania died long time ago, so stop calling me your wife" I added. I felt his grip loosen and I grab that as a chance to escape from his trap. I am breathing heavily as I manage to free myself from him. I look around not putting my guards down because for sure this place is surrounded with people- Ilde Famiglia's soldier to be specific.

I finally spoke after a moment of silence. “I would've said your husband is having an affair, but I don't think Dimitri Castello is that kind of a man that would —” “You heard everything she said, didn't you? And she called him by his name,” “Okay,” Tiffany fell back against the softness of the sofa. “Yes, your husband might indeed be having an affair, but come on, you can't seriously blame him. He's the Dimitri Castello and if he can't get some action at home, he might as well get it from a cheap whore outside,”

Champagne flutes clinked. And whispers followed me like shadows. “Cassian’s wife.” “She looks radiant.” “Poor thing. Doesn’t she know?” I lifted my chin higher, forcing strength into my steps. Tonight, I was not the discarded wife. Tonight, I carried hope beneath my heart. I would save my marriage. ⸻ Then the air shifted. Gasps rippled through the crowd as the double doors opened. My heart stuttered. Cassian Hale. My husband. My stranger. The city’s youngest billionaire CEO. The man I was about to save with three simple words.

Back then, the public had torn Arabella apart without mercy. Meanwhile, Leonard had looked like the pitiful husband betrayed by his own wife. “I still remember how everyone pitied Leonard,” Adele murmured quietly. “Even though he never once looked for me after I nearly died.” The room felt heavier and heavier. And now the same thing was happening again to Vanessa. The difference was— This time, the woman was still alive. “The Ashcroft family truly has no heart,” Adele finally said coldly. Sebastian walked closer slowly. His gaze remained calm.

Stopped, caught by a thing that came at him from an angle he hadn't set a guard on. "Your husband's pack." "Ex-husband." "He’s the same one that cast you aside." No heat in it. He was only saying the shape of it back to me, checking he had it right. But it hurt slightly nonetheless. "Why?" * * *

"My daughter is wonderful. There'll be plenty of people lining up to woo you. Just you wait, honey." The elevator doors slid shut. I leaned against the wall and laughed. Alas, my tears still came. However, I also knew this would be my last bout of crying over my failed marriage. News about Zachary's family trickled in from different places. The first thing I heard was related to the school-district apartment they had fought so hard to defend. That was because they slashed the price as they needed to sell quickly. As a result, it ended up going for only 2.8 million.

"Don't you dare touch me, Dylan Rios! Stay away from me. I didn't know your reason, but I will trust my husband more than you." "That's not his thing, it's his step-sister who's with him in the picture. He can't fool me. You know what? When he came back here he promised that we'd start a family, so don't try to destroy us." A smile drew on his lips which made my forehead furrow. "So, that's his reason? I thought your husband was just the CEO of the company. I didn't know that he's also a scriptwriter." "Don't insult my husband, Dylan."