The Wife Who Walked Away Novels & Stories

The door closed after Leonard Ashcroft left. His footsteps slowly faded down the hospital corridor. And with those footsteps— Something inside Arabella died as well. She remained sitting weakly on the bed. Her hands still hadn’t fully recovered after signing the divorce papers only minutes earlier. So easy. Three years of marriage ended with nothing more than a few sheets of paper. Arabella slowly closed her eyes. Her chest felt hollow. Even tears were becoming difficult to shed. A soft knock sounded at the door.

On what should have been the happiest day of her life, Amelia Hart watches her perfect wedding crumble in seconds. Just as she reaches the altar, the church doors burst open, and a little girl points at her fiancé. "Daddy… why are you marrying another woman?" Before Ethan can explain, whispers spread through the congregation, cameras begin recording, and Amelia walks away with a shattered heart. The world believes Ethan has been living a double life. Amelia believes it too. But when the mysterious little girl disappears without a trace and her mother is found missing, Amelia uncovers a trail of lies that stretches back decades. Every answer leads to another secret, and every secret bri

"Go back downstairs to your mother because you believe her anyway! You think I’m a violent lunatic, just like she said! Just leave me alone in my prison and act like I don’t exist anymore!" "That’s not true! I don't believe her, Elsie!" I replied as I banged on her door. "I don't think you're crazy, and I don't think you're a monster either, you’re my wife. I was just shocked, pumpkin, and I am sorry if I disappointed you again." “I don’t care, go away,” she spat. “Please, just open the door, I beg you. Heaven knows I am not going anywhere until you let me in because we cannot continue like this."

During their entire honeymoon, Robert tried to find out the name of the man his wife loved, but there was no way to make her talk. No matter how much he insisted, she wouldn't say anything and refused to talk about it. Upon their return, their first and only stop was Alice Taylor's new home, the one her husband had assigned to her. For her, living in a house away from the city wasn't a problem, but when Robert stated that she couldn't leave unless he ordered her to, Alice vehemently refused. She wouldn't stay locked up just because he said so.

She murmured that last part, but Dasha clearly heard her, as she instantly burst into tears, her body becoming so wobbly that her husband had to support her again, holding her like a baby in his arms. “Leave us alone.” Vasily spat in clear threat, not even looking back one last time as he quickly walked away from there, taking his wife with him. And, with her heart heavier than ever, Millicent watched Isaac's mother, the same mother who should be in the grave, walk away again.

Wondering when it became normal to want to say goodnight. Eventually, I turned away, reminding myself that some lines weren’t meant to be crossed. Not yet. But as I walked toward my own room, one thought refused to leave my mind— Kimani Walker was no longer just my wife by name. She was the only person who’d ever made me feel alive. And the more I tried to distance myself from that truth… The closer she seemed to get.

Laughter erupted between them, light and healing. Just then, August peeked his head in. “Ah, so you’re the one delaying her, Chisom.” “Ahh! Bro August, abeg o! My hand no dey inside.” Chisom raised her palms in mock surrender. She rose from the bed and dusted off her dress. “I should be going. It looks like Mr. Romantic wants to take his beautiful wife out. Let me not interfere.” “Love you, babe,” Emelia called after her.

Time had passed, and now I was the one defending someone else. Lucy wavered, stumbling back two steps, her face ghostly pale. I ignored her, turning to leave with Hugh and Rylee. Once we stepped out of the banquet hall, I thanked them. “There’s no need,” Hugh said. “Honestly, I didn’t expect your ex-wife to be like that, Graham. I can’t imagine how you’ve put up with her all these years.” Hugh patted my shoulder sympathetically and glanced at Rylee, teasing, “Rylee’s so young, yet she’s not nearly as unreasonable.”

I glanced at the untouched glass of wine she’d ordered before looking back at her. Silence stretched between us. I took a step away before stopping. “And Bianca?” She looked up. “Stay away from my wife.” Without waiting for a response, I turned and walked away.

“Come here, girl.” Damn it, Claire really didn’t know how she got herself in this situation. This is supposed to be her first time meeting her mother-in-law, but no one has told her it would be like this! “Jake, if you had told me all these earlier, I would have gladly married you.” Claire regretted her choice, but it was all too late. She slowly walked to my mom’s side. It took Claire quite some time to reach my mom even though it was less than ten meters away.