The Wife You Left Novels & Stories

It isn't locked. Of course! Her husband was a free spirit who hardly cared about his life. Sleeping in a stranger's house was bad enough. Mrs Contreras opened the door and crept in. Her husband was sadly snoring away. It's 6 for goodness sake. She ruffled her husband badly to get him up as quick as she could. There was no time to waste if Ema ever had a past here, it was foolish to keep staying anywhere that could trigger back her lost memories.

“Where is she?” “She’s not at the facility anymore. We tracked the car to the psychiatric center she mentioned… but they said she left ages ago.” “Left how? With who?” “No idea. Their logs say she walked out alone. No one’s seen her since.” I was boiling from the inside. My vision blurred—not from rage, but from the sheer madness of it all. My pregnant wife, alone, in a city crawling with enemies, under my name and face plastered across headlines as a wanted murderer.

"I'm really jealous of the way that you know how to speak to a part of her that I struggle to speak to we just got through the motion and you know what she's feeling again or how she is feeling and I haven't been able to do that ever since we've been married and it kind of like knocks me off kilter anyway and I shouldn't be knocked off kilter because I was supposed to come across as a leader which is what I am. " "In case you haven't noticed, you are your wife's type and she is in love with you . She isn't interested in loving someone else , don't throw away what I will end up taking and I will make sure that you regret throwing away because I know how to love what you threw away I didn't ge

The woman didn't blink an eye as she stared at her husband, who was sitting to her right with a flushed face. Elena, furious and feeling disrespected, left the house without saying goodbye. "Go after your wife, Jo," Edmund pleaded with a panicked look on his face. Jonathan just snorted in annoyance. He seemed reluctant to fulfill his father's request. "No need; I'll get mom, Jo," Theresia interrupted before stepping out after Elena. "I'm sorry, Bryan; my wife has been acting like a bitch lately. She always wants attention. Sometimes, I'm really tired of dealing with her," sighed Jonathan as he rubbed his temples.

She laughed saying,” Well I don’t need you to worry about me at all,I am perfect without you. “Okay everyone, we are all mature and since you two are man and wife, my husband and I will give you both privacy to settle your differences, see you soon.” Layla left with her husband leaving just my wife and I together. “I never should have come here if I knew you were behind this.” She complained carrying her handbag. “Baby, please listen to me, I miss you so much and I can’t afford to lose you, so please understand me.”

I looked up at the crowd, making a mental note of their ugly faces before putting my signature on the divorce papers. After signing the document, I took out my phone and dialed a number. “Hey, Sis. Krystal cheated on me. I want you to cut off all funding to her company now.”

Everyone knew Amber Sherry was hopelessly in love with me. She would even risk her life for me. I got into a severe car accident to save her. My health never fully recovered. Because I had a rare blood type, she was terrified that something else might happen to me. She found someone with the same blood type and kept him on standby. He would donate blood to me whenever I needed it. I was also hopelessly in love with her. After she gave birth to Aria, I did not care what people thought. We gave her Amber’s last name—Aria Sherry. I did not want her to go through another pregnancy, so I got a vasectomy. Every socialite in our circle was jealous of what we had. On the day of Aria’s baby de

Damien stared at the shards, then laughed—a sharp, humorless sound that echoed against the walls. "Why am I just finding out" he muttered in a deceptively soft voice "She signed up for a husband lottery" Red hurriedly answered “A husband lottery?” he said incredulously. “You mean that show for bloody washed-up whores, desperate women, and social leftovers?” His laughter grew colder, harsher, carrying with it an edge that made Red flinch. “I wonder which category she fits,” he muttered, almost to himself. Red didn’t respond, silently waiting as Damien took another long pull from his glass.

That fight brought us closer, and we ended up getting married. I promised always to be good to her and never leave her side, no matter what. She made the same promise to me, and we both meant it at the time. However, people changed. Even the deepest love could fizzle out. Thinking back to the happy times we once shared, she watched me walk away and could not stop the tears from falling. Those joyful days were gone forever. She ended up choosing Jim, even though he was not her first choice. She did not like being on her own.

No, he would remember that. Wouldn’t he? Her eyes answered the question before he could ask it. “You forgot where I was, Adrian.” The room suddenly felt much smaller. For several seconds neither of them spoke. Then she opened the door. “I hope your meeting goes well today.” The door closed softly behind her. Adrian remained standing beside the dining table long after she was gone. Somewhere in the city below, his wife was heading toward a presentation he knew nothing about. Somewhere in the past, she had walked out of a hospital and realized she could no longer rely on the person she had married.