The Cast Aside Husband Rises Novels & Stories

That was all her husband said and Bella left his room that night and she’s never been in his room since then. She wasn’t going to pine over some man when she’s being desired by tons. But she was lying, fooling herself because she kept desiring her husband. So who was Gabriel? Gabriel was a wealthy billionaire, sexiest amongst his ton but his flaws? They were so many that his wife, Bella, included the fact that he didn’t crave her sexually or touched her as one of his flaws, the worst of them.

I recognized the man instantly. Damien. My husband. My hands trembled so violently that I almost dropped my phone. My breathing caught in my throat. “No.” The word came out as nothing more than a whisper. This had to be wrong. Edited. Someone trying to destroy my marriage. Because no matter how distant Damien had become I still could not imagine him betraying me like this. But before I could think further, another photo came in. This time it was clearer. Damien’s face was visible from the side. His eyes were closed while the woman kissed his neck affectionately.

I'm sure she had no idea what her husband was doing. The sound jolted him awake. He turns to me with fear in his eyes, knowing what his fate will be. His eyes go back to his wife's lifeless body. Tears stream down his face. I'm sure he's already sorry for stabbing me in the back. Before I can speak, my men take his wife's body away. “Don Castello,” he said, fear lacing his voice. The murderous look in my eyes tells him that I'm not ready for a conversation.

The workers all wore looks of sympathy as she wiped her tears in front of the camera. I stared coldly at her. Estella was squeezing every last bit of attention she could out of this for the sake of those two million dollars. She wanted the whole internet to see me as the devoted husband who "accidentally fell to his death" trying to scrape enough money to save his wife. That way, the insurance company wouldn't have any reason to doubt anything when they processed the claim. Just then, a faint click sounded from my waist. I instantly froze in place. The buckle from the safety harness had loosened.

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

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.