The Wife You Left Novels & Stories

The reason for the divorce was that I was disloyal and made a terrible mistake that ruined the reputation of our family. My wife, Jean Shaw, the person that I had loved and doted on for 10 years, abandoned me when I needed her the most. I couldn't believe what I was seeing and decided to call her. My hand was trembling so much that I could barely hold my phone. On the other end of the line, Jean's voice sounded a little proud and relieved. "Sign the agreement, Felix. Your career is over. Stop struggling. Save yourself the embarrassment." "You're the one who wrote... the whistleblower report?"

"I TRIED EVERY SINGLE DAY, DO YOU KNOW HOW EXHAUSTING IT IS, LOVING SOMEONE WHO IS ALWAYS SOMEWHERE ELSE, WHO IS ALWAYS WITH SOMEONE ELSE EVEN IN THEIR OWN MIND, DO YOU KNOW WHAT THAT DOES TO A PERSON?" "What it does to a person." Jeff's voice rose for the first time and the anger in it was cold and enormous. "You want to talk to me about what things do to people? My wife ran while she was pregnant because you made her believe there was no other choice. My son spent the first five years of his life without his father. And you want to stand here and ask me what loving me did to you?" "She left." Irene screamed. "I didn't make her do anything, she left..." She paused and stared at him.

“So, how are things with the missus?” I turned to him as I felt the blood boil in my veins. My wife left me two months ago. She left behind her name and her ring. I was just as devastated now as I had been then. Nausea constantly gripped my body, and I’d never felt so weak in my life. But I let her go because I had to. “You know she left me.” I’d stopped wearing my ring because it was too painful, but I never took off the watch she gave me. “Oh yeah, that’s right.” He snapped his fingers like he’d just realized it. “I think you’re better off. She wasn’t that great of a lay.”

"I've been dreaming of this moment for three years. Three years I've put up with your sad face, your lack of class, your bland cooking, your empty belly. Oh, forgive me — now it's full?" She laughs cruelly. "You think a child will change anything? Even your baby doesn't deserve to have a wreck like you for a mother." I clench my fists. I want to scream. But I don't even have that left. "Gather your rags and get out. You're finished. You are OUT. Even your husband doesn't want you anymore. He told me last night while he was fucking YOUR SISTER. And you know what? She, at least, doesn't scream like a corpse."

"My marriage is none of your business. Jesse, why are you walking with her?" I motioned for Margaret to come with me and prepared to leave. "She helped me, and we're going to eat. As for you, my dear ex-wife, it would be better if you didn't come." Sinead froze at that title. Right then, her phone rang urgently. She picked it up and saw that it was Zachary. In that brief moment, Margaret and I had already gotten into the car and left. Sinead could not catch up even if she wanted to.

Nora Bellweather married a man who never loved her. When she found proof of his betrayal, something in her went quiet and hard. Then, drowning her grief in a dim bar one night, she saw three faces from a past she thought she'd buried for good. The next morning, her husband walked in with three important guests, and she nearly dropped the teapot in her hands. It was them. Older, sharper, wealthier, and dangerous in ways they never used to be. They had once loved her without limits before everything fell apart. Now they were back in her house, in her life, refusing to stay away. Nora cannot forgive what tore them apart years ago, and she will not survive another heartbreak in a marriage that h

Our gazes locked. "Am I your wife? If so, why did you leave me earlier? Don't you know I feel pathetic down there? The people. They know I am your wife, but you just left me as if I did not matter anymore. Why are you that cruel to me, Everette? Is it because of your true love? Your first love?" “Kitten, Eden is no longer important. Let's leave her alone.”

My Dear Wife, I am sorry to say it like this but I did not want to see your sad face. I have to go back. Those people had a doubt that I was in the school. I could not let you guys be in danger anymore because of me. So, I am leaving now. I want to say that I really, really, really love you a lot and I am going to miss you a lot. I am leaving the necklace even though I cherish it with all my heart but now that this heart belongs to you I am giving it back to you. If you miss me just look at it. I am also giving it back to you as a sign of promise that I will be back to you. And yes, I am taking that shirt and shorts of yours with me. I need something to remind me of you as well and keep me m

I mean besides Olwethu being my learner and being 10 years younger than me, they'd just fucken think I'm insane to let go of Zai. My father loved my wife with his whole heart and Zai's dad loved me too. The day we got married was like the day the two families married each other. We were now one.. so if I was to fuck this up, I'd literally be fucking with everything in my life. I sighed as I finished off my second beer and then it fucken hit me that I left my wife at home after fucking her with a strap and I didn't even say anything. My tipsy mind went to my pockets to try and look for my phone but it wasn't there.

“It’s alright, now as I was saying, my husband, lost interest in me as a woman and his wife. But mostly forgot his vows for better or worse. I was at my worst that time with his family on one side and his mistress on the other and my marriage falling apart. He left me when I needed him the most and kicked me out of my own house. It was early in the morning, I was going to work when he came in and took a suitcase when he did that, I thought God has answered my prayers and that man was going to leave me in peace. I went to the kitchen and left him in the room to pack while I made breakfast. I made the breakfast then dished for the both of us thinking that will be the last meal we have together