The Run Away Wife Novels & Stories

I closed my eyes and forced myself to breathe. Elena’s face flashed through my mind again. The way she looked at me through the glass in that detention room. The moment she realized I wasn’t going to believe her. I had done that. Every bit of it. I pulled out my phone with unsteady fingers and dialed Marco. “Prepare the jet,” I said. My voice was steady again now, but it carried something darker underneath. “We’re going to Switzerland.” A brief pause. Then I added quietly, “I’m bringing my wife home.”

She didn't look back — not because she wasn't tempted, but because she had learned something about herself in eighteen months of marriage to Alexander Sinclair. If she looked back she would find a reason to stay. And she had run out of reasons to stay that were actually about her. The elevator doors closed. Lobby. Then the street. Then the cold New York air hit her face like a question she had finally decided to answer. Her phone was already in her hand. Evelyn picked up on the second ring. "I need to leave," Helen said. No preamble. No explanation. "Tonight." A beat of silence. Then Evelyn — steady, fierce, already moving:

When she checked, it was an unknown number, but from the content, she already knew who it was. "Well well, So your daughter ran from me to Austin Richard. Wow, nice choice.. the bastd was even claiming to be her husband at the hospital.. anyways, I've given you and your ass hole of a husband enough time, get back my wife to me, else! I'll suck the fcking life out of your family. Between, the fact that she went with Austin Richard even makes me more keen to have her. I was trained to not loose what's mine to anybody, even when they are the richest in the country." She shook, gulping down a saliva.

The anger in my heart flared and burned bright. I wrenched my hand free. "You left for three years without a word! And you dumped the debt-ridden household on me and vanished completely! According to our laws, if a man is absent for a year without cause, the marriage may be dissolved. You and I are no longer husband and wife." Jasper's face flushed scarlet with rage. Without another word, he dragged me toward the door. "You slept with another man! How dare you still argue with me? Fine. I'll let the people see exactly what a harlot you are!" he growled.

Does running away will remove the pain that we're feeling in our hearts? I don't know. But it's the only way my mind telling me. I, Cianna Marie Alvarez-Del Mundo, a martyr wife of Rodleigh Mariano Del Mundo and is now tired of being his martyr wife. "I don't want to be a fool anymore! I don't want to be your wife, to be a martyr anymore, Rodleigh Mariano Del Mundo!" I then again shouted before running away from his home.

“You should have called the police. You can take him to court! You can run away?" “Call the police and say what? My husband is trying to see my daughter and I'm hiding her away from him? Take him to court and say I don't want my husband to see our child? If I run away, I will be tagged a kidnapper.” Tears had gathered in my eyes and I could feel the large lump in my throat. “Why’re you calling him your husband? You said you ran away on the wedding day. You never got married.” I fell on the chair and placed my head in my hands. Maybe I shouldn't even have run away. If I had known that I had already been married to him the day he paid my deadbeat father that money, I wouldn't have bothered to

His mother was in the hospital and his sister claimed it was his wife's doing. Of course, he didn't believe it. Emilia, his sweet Emilia, would never hurt a fly. If she had been the one lying in that bed and she told him his mother did it, Max would have believed it. He knew his mother and sister didn't like his wife and they often ganged up on her. Now that she was pregnant, he hoped they would get along before the baby arrived and if not; he planned on moving out with his family. But now they were saying she'd hurt his mother and had run away to avoid going to prison. As if he'd let anything happen to her. She knew how much he loved her. He'd never let any harm come to her. So why had she

Obviously to her, they were there to capture her again. It could not be. She could not go back to the same horrible situation again. She could not go back to Damien or to her Aunt Kelly. These people would do anything to bring her far far away from Bill. They would hide her just to be separated from her husband. No! No way! Instinctively, she quickly shut the door again. She heard them knocking so hard. Using another door, she ran away without waiting for Farrah. She could not take some chances of being caught by her Aunt’s Kelly men.

What did they see in her that made them fall in love with that evil woman? Jerry's eyes shook with rage as he saw an indication that I'd run away from him. "Mandy's taking so long to break up with your husband! And it's all your fault! If you had divorced him immediately, they would've gotten married a long time ago, and they would've divorced by now!" "No..." I shook my head, fresh tears welling up in my eyes.

But she just want to run away from all these crazy situation to heal herself. She pick up her suitcase just enough for her to carry she is leaving lightweight, ready where ever her feet will carry her. Just away from here. She never spare a glance to her husband who is crying and begging her not to leave, for she knows if she does her conviction will be shattered and she will end up running back to him.