The Cast Aside Husband Rises Novels & Stories

"There is a kind of love called letting go. You've done well." Caspian chose to ignore Bobby and turned to Melanie. He had a look of disappointment on his face. "Did you abandon me for this handicapped man? You've really disappointed me." Caspian's words hit a nerve with Melanie. Melanie couldn't care less about her image and screamed hysterically on the spot, "How dare you call my husband a handicapped man? He drives a BMW. How about you? You take the bus every day! He earns tens of thousands of dollars each month, and his father is a manager of the company.

Through the good days and the bad, in sickness and in health, for richer or poorer, better or worse, till death do they part. She would be damned if she let Amara Castelli, of all people, change that. Would be damned if she let her chase her away, and so easily, too. She couldn't have it. Wouldn't let her do it. Swore she was going to do everything she could to stop it, and she was going to start trying now. Whatever grace she managed to scrape together for her husband's sake seems to dissipate on the spot, replaced with something much more compelling, and much more concerning, too.

Indeed, Caspian is a cunning bastard! Atlas shrugged while smiling, “That is also a valid argument but I won’t speak further on that. However, brother, what do you intend to do with your wife, Saffron? You two aren’t divorced so how can you marry someone else?” Mr. Marcus and his wife frowned and Celina looked around the sitting room and saw Saffron standing by the entrance. She frowned as anger seeped into her heart. Caspian assured her inside the room that he would give her the divorce papers to sign and then make her testify that they were never married, but why is Atlas saying something else and none of them are refuting him?

"Mr. Castellano, I don't blame you. I blame the people who turned my husband into someone worth killing. Richard Hale, Becca Romano, all of them. They corrupted a good man and made him disposable. So whatever you did whatever violence you committed it was their fault, not yours." "I haven't admitted to anything." "You didn't have to." She opened the door. "Goodbye, Mr. Castellano. Protect your family. They're lucky to have someone willing to do terrible things to keep them safe." She left. Marcus immediately sent people to follow her, to verify she was really leaving, to make sure this wasn't some elaborate setup. But I stood in the living room, shaken by the encounter. Claire Whitmore the t

The assistant stepped back, frightened by the madness in his eyes. "Check the legal validity of that marriage contract!" Caspian straightened his messy tie, exuding a chilling hostility. "As long as the wedding hasn't happened yet, I still have a chance." He looked around the messy banquet hall, a twisted sneer curling his lips. "Ivy is my wife, and Alaric is my son. I haven't officially signed the divorce papers yet, so no one can take them away from me." "Since Valerius Sterling dares to touch what's mine, I'll show him the price of angering the Thorne family."

You're going to cry your eyes out in remorse when my grandson finally inherits the family fortune and Levi marries Audie! I cocked an eyebrow at her. What family fortune was she talking about? I looked into the matter, and very quickly, I managed to dig up everything about Claudia Evans. As it turned out, Claudia dropped out of college to marry Rufus Zahn, a wealthy heir. However, Rufus was a playboy who lived a very promiscuous life and loved sleeping around with women. As such, Claudia was unable to bear any children for him because of his low sperm count. As such, Rufus' mother, Rose Winters, had always looked down on Claudia. That was when Claudia suddenly had the twisted idea to "borrow

He was sure his name had just been mentioned by his wife. "Just imagine, God. In front of Ashton, I am visible, but my presence is not acknowledged. It's heartbreaking. Not to mention his arrogant nature, pretending to be handsome, pretending to be adored by women, talkative, bossy, demanding, irritable, likes to act arbitrarily. I'm tired of dealing with a husband who throws tantrums like that. Could you, please, exchange him? I beg you, God." Right at the end of the prayer. After confirming that Alice had finished her request, without permission, Ashton barged into the room, catching Alice slightly off guard.

He stood up and began to pace the small circle of light, his shadow stretching like a giant across the walls. "You got married to Caleb Knight, the man who treated you like a wallflower, a trophy to be ignored. You spent every waking hour plotting your revenge on him, sharpening your knives, waiting to strike, oh yes you did strike but he's kept turning into miniatures. But life... life is a comedian, isn't it? Turns out your boring husband is actually Yamelyan Radov, a prince of the shadows. And you? You're a Prokofiev." I felt the tears stinging my eyes, but I refused to let them fall. I wouldn't give him the satisfaction of my collapse.

Since when? But Ava didn’t react or flinch,she didn't hesitate,she just continued, “My husband is not an old man.” A faint edge entered her voice that was almost intentional. “He is not someone I am ashamed of.” Another pause,then she delivered the final blow. “My husband is the CEO of Ward Industries...” “Elias Ward...”

"There is no amount of money that can fix this now. The only way out of this debt is marriage." Claire stood up so fast the chair almost fell back. "Marriage? Whose marriage?" Richard could not look at her. "Papa. Whose marriage?" "Yours," he whispered. "To Nathan Cole." For a moment, Claire could not speak. She just stood there, staring at her father, waiting for him to laugh, to say it was a joke, to say anything that would make this not real. "You cannot be serious," she said quietly. "I already spoke to his lawyer. The contract is ready. If you marry him, the debt disappears completely. If you refuse, they will take this apartment, they will take my medical care, they will take everythin