Romans & histoires The Run Away Wife

Ayah bit her lips and forwarded her hands to hold Alice’s. “If you want to tell me something then please do.” She gently patted her hands. Alice took a deep breath and the determination could be seen in her eyes that she was ready to say whatever she wanted to say. “Ma’am, that man has tortured you enough. He had burnt you, killed your loved one, and even lied to you. He forced you into this marriage so you must break away from here.” Alice firmly held Ayah’s hands. Ayah was a bit taken aback by the sudden speech but she could not help but agree. Alice locked eyes with her. “Run away,” She said. Ayah’s eyes widened. “R-Run away?”

He said, "Back when you needed her the most, she grabbed the money and ran away. But now, when you hear that she might be coming back, how can you be so happy about it? Did you forget that the money she took was the funds needed to save your life?" "B-but …" David's mouth fell open, and he couldn't say a word. He was so focused on getting money from Amelia that he forgot about that. Then, he recalled what Christopher said just now. "Did you just say that she got married after she ran away?" "Yes. She got married to a young hooligan, and she spent all the money she'd taken on that man. Now that she's penniless, the man abused her. "She couldn't stand it anymore, but she didn't have any money

Letisha Hearst - Carter “Are you going somewhere far away, miss?” The driver asked after he dropped me off at the airport. Both of us peered at my pieces of luggage plus I am carrying this backpack behind my back as if I truly ran away from home. The thing is, I am really going somewhere far. I am running away from my married life, most especially my husband whom I loved dearly. I called a cab a while ago after packing my things in a flash. That is one of my greatest talents that only a few people know.

My grip on my phone tightened as I spoke through gritted teeth. "Because_One, you are going against the clause stated in your marriage documents which was created by your late father, Douglas Cage, when you were getting married to Reyna. And_Two, you are being irresponsible because what sort of husband would let his wife run off without giving a damn about where she ran off to for the past three years?!" He demanded and I finally lost it!

With her silver tongue, my questions and arguments always fell flat because I was her husband, not her opponent. "Gabriella, you had ulterior motives even when you married me. It's laughable for you to beg me to stay now," I said. Gabriella never cared about me, and our relationship held no spark. Now that it was falling apart, instead of feeling relief, she begged me to stay, pretending to be deeply in love. She exemplified a classic histrionic personality. "We could have been free once we signed the divorce agreement and gone our separate ways with dignity. Yet now you're acting like you can't bear to lose me. What exactly do you want?" I asked.

“Oh you haven’t heard, there’s a rich man’s wife on the run, her husband is looking for her, no one knows why she ran away from him, people believe he must be a physical abuser, who knows, it could be worse.” “Does this rich man have a name?” “No, he is rich, only a few know his name, I hope he never finds her though,” Cherry added. “What do you think?” Why would anyone run away from wealth? Cherry asked, releasing herself from her husband's embrace as they made to go home. “I would never know cherry, maybe she got bored?” “Yes, that has to be it.” The two women burst laughing. Marcus carried the heavy bag of his and his wife’s belongings and headed to the door with his wife behind him.

She had been feeling suffocated by her life as an heiress, with every moment accounted for and every decision made by her family. “Gladys, where is my princess? I’ve come to send her off to her husband “. “ She’s not here”. “That’s fine just call her from where…”. “She ran away , she said she didn’t want the marriage she said she wants to be free and please let her be herself Mr Wellis”. “Do you think life is a game? , does she…does she think life is a game !!! Huh!! I have guests outside , potential business partners, what I’m I suppose to say to them?! And the family business? “What about your daughter’s happiness?”

EP 22 I shook my head. "No," I said flatly, keeping my hand far away from my lips. Jaden stared at me for a long, silent moment, studying every expression on my face. I held my breath, praying he couldn't see the ghost of the smile I'd worn only seconds before he interrupted my thoughts. "But I almost got him. He panicked and ran away." "He ran?" Jaden asked. I nodded slightly. "He pushed me away and said we couldn't do this because I'm your wife now. Then he ran out of the room like a coward."

"Yes, because you're just a girl, and what use is a girl? We've raised you for years, and this is what you've become? You couldn't even get into a university. What can we possibly expect from you in the future?" Anna bit her lip hard, tears streaming down her face. "Fine, then put all your hopes on your son." She turned and ran out. "Anna!" David called after her urgently, while Wendy angrily retorted, "Why chase her? Let her run. I want to see where she can go. A girl like her, what can she do? She'll realize how good she had it at home when she can't find food outside." Anna ran out of the store, still hearing Wendy's angry shouts behind her. She covered her ears, desperately trying to esc

“You’re crossing a line.” Nathaniel held my gaze. For a moment neither of us spoke. Then I said, deliberately, “Don’t say my wife’s name.” I warned. The word wife came out automatically, as if she was still mine. As if we weren’t in the middle of a very messy, very public divorce. Nathaniel noticed, and somehow that seemed to irritate him even more. “Your wife,” he repeated, “was treated like an inconvenience in her own home.” “That is not your problem.”