Romans & histoires The Cast Aside Husband Rises

“You’re sobbing over a woman who spent the entire movie avoiding basic communication. You’re going to stress yourself and this baby into an early delivery.” “I can’t help it,” I mumbled between mouthfuls of kiwi and mango. “He made her a scrapbook, Katie. A scrapbook!” She rolled her eyes so hard I was sure they touched the back of her skull, then flicked the channel without hesitation. The screen jumped to a live news broadcast. “…and there he is—Axel Grayson, CEO of AXEVY SEA STUFFY—officially opening their third East Coast distribution center…” And there he was. My husband. My impossibly handsome, infuriatingly poised husband in his suit, smile like a damn movie star, hair slicked back wi

“I have no secret, what you see is a woman cast aside by her husband because he chose his pride over me. I had nowhere else to go.” Her eyes scanned my face, searching for a crack. For a moment, I thought she found one... my lips almost trembled, and I bit the inside of my cheek to hold steady. “Mm,” she hummed finally, stepping back just a fraction, though her gaze didn’t soften. “You can spin your tale however you like, Eva, my husband may lap it up, but not me. Something about you doesn’t sit right, and I will find out what it is, mark my words.”

@TeamVane: WE STAN A POWER COUPLE. Vespera turned back to the camera. Her work here was done. She hadn't just cleared her name; she had reset the culture. Lysander was now the pathetic ex who faked photos. She was the woman married to that. "You heard my husband," Vespera said, reaching for the mouse. "Class dismissed." STREAM ENDED. The room went quiet. Vespera sat back, letting out a long breath. "Did we get it?" Cyprian set the mug down on the desk. He picked up his phone, which had been buzzing incessantly on the shelf.

Cassius groaned, his eyes were closed. “Now, you can see your dearest brother-in-law is dying.” “Please, leave...leave him…” I begged him, wanting to protect Cassius. “Don’t touch him, please!” “We will do the same with your husband. No, nastier than this...he is a tough man, and it’s difficult to break him….” “W...What are you talking about?” I stuttered. He laughed. “Oh, sweetheart, you don’t know your husband has traded with us. One man for another.”

He hurries to pull me up before I could say a thing his phone rings. "I- I have to take this." With that, my husband leaves his naked wife in the room to tend to business. I stood flabbergasted and with 100% realization. Romance is dead. ~~~~'

“The sight might not be pretty for you.” I lifted my chin and stared at him. “You are forgetting who my husband is.” He smirked. “Well. As you wish.” ____ A. Gupta

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.

Ruthless when he needed to be. And impossibly patient only with me. At least, that was what everyone believed. Before his warmth reached me, I caught the scent on his collar. Rose perfume. Not mine. I stepped away from him. The coat slid from my shoulders to the floor. Adrian bent to pick it up, his face calm, almost indulgent. “You’re still upset?” he asked. “Vivian’s situation got worse. Her husband is dying, and the Castro family wants an heir before he does. They’re pressuring her every day. She had nowhere else to turn.”

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...”

He looked pathetic down there on the floor, still trying to act like a man of power when the whole room had already seen him stripped of it. “You’re rebelling,” he said, his voice hoarse but still laced with arrogance. “Do you know the consequences of what you’ve done? I’m your husband. You must have forgotten that, right?” For a moment, I just stared at him. ‘Husband?’ The word used to hold me captive but now, it just sounded like a bad joke. I actually laughed loudly in a hysterical manner. The sound bounced off the walls and felt too real to stop. “Not for long,” I said, smiling through the adrenaline as I bent to pick up my bag he had thrown earlier. My fingers shook slightly as I pulled