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THE ABANDONED WIFE ROUGH DAY
After Briana had been kicked out by the security team, the company settled down. Logan called Megan to his office because she was still shaken up. He watched her walk in, fragile but guarded and all he wanted to do was envelope her in a protective hug. Megan sat nervously across Logan, the huge mahogany office desk creating a boundary between them. "Megan, thank you for coming in. I wanted to address what happened just now." He said as he tried to read her face. "Oh Okay," Megan looked down as she intertwined her fingers. "First, I want to be absolutely clear: there is nothing, and I mean nothing, going on between Briana and myself." "I don't even understand why she would think that we have a thing going on". He continued but Megan only gave a slight nod, her eyes avoiding him. "I also want to apologize for any discomfort or distress that Briana caused you. That was completely unacceptable." Megan trembled slightly. It was… unsettling, to say the least, but she remained silent
Last Updated : 2025-03-02THE ABANDONED WIFE IT WAS AN ACCIDENT
Megan's gaze drifted, unfocused, as she settled into the plush leather of the company car's backseat. The city lights blurred into streaks of color, mirroring the chaotic whirl of thoughts in her mind. Athena, ever vigilant, her assistant, bodyguard, and now, trusted driver, navigated the winding streets with a practiced ease that Megan had come to rely on. The company had furnished her with the executive-level car, a perk befitting her position as Vice President.Logan, with his characteristic blend of generosity and persistence, had also offered her a sprawling, impeccably designed house but Megan had politely declined.It wasn't a matter of ingratitude, but a desperate need for the familiar. The bond she'd forged with Athena and Cindy in their home, had been instrumental in her arduous journey of healing. Their little home, a haven of warmth, love, and the comforting rhythm of everyday life, provided the emotional stability she craved. The thought of exchanging it for the ster
Last Updated : 2025-03-04THE ABANDONED WIFE A SERIOUS ACCIDENT
They had been in a serious accident. "Athena, just call the police," Megan said, her voice firm. "Let them handle this." She pulled out her phone, her fingers trembling slightly as she dialled Logan’s number. She needed to let him know what had happened, to give him their location. He would know what to do.As she spoke to Logan, relaying the details of the accident, she couldn't shake the feeling that something was amiss. Athena’s reaction, the sheer ferocity of her attack, seemed disproportionate to a simple traffic accident. But she trusted Athena’s instincts, and she knew that if Athena felt something was wrong, then something probably was. Still, she wanted to follow the procedure and ensure everything was handled by the proper authorities.The moment the man heard the word "police," a flicker of panic crossed his eyes. He made a sudden, desperate attempt to scramble to his feet, but Athena, her reflexes honed to a razor’s edge, reacted instantly. She slammed him back dow
Last Updated : 2025-03-05THE ABANDONED WIFE PLANNED ACCIDENT?
"It's an accident," the driver repeated, his voice a strained monotone, a mantra he clung to even as the flashing blue lights of the police cruiser illuminated the crumpled wreckage of the two vehicles.The officers, their faces grim and professional, weren't buying it. His insistence, though persistent, lacked conviction, a subtle tremor betraying his inner turmoil. They escorted him to the patrol car, the promise of a thorough investigation hanging heavy in the air.At the sterile confines of the police station, the driver's facade began to crumble. The dreaded alcoblow test, a routine procedure, revealed a trace of alcohol in his system."I'm coming from an office party," he stammered, his eyes darting nervously. "Just a little to drink, you know? Maybe that's why I was overspeeding."He seized upon the overspeeding angle, a desperate attempt to deflect blame. He painted a picture of a momentary lapse in judgment, a simple mistake fueled by a celebratory drink. He hoped the police
Last Updated : 2025-03-06THE ABANDONED WIFE TROUBLE HAD A WAY OF FINDING HER
The tension in the living room was thick, a suffocating blanket of unease. "I think I am the one being targeted, but why?" Megan repeated, her voice barely a whisper. The question hung in the air, unanswered, a dark cloud over their impromptu strategy session.Together with Athena and Cindy, they were analysing the situation.Cindy, who had just returned from a brief phone call, settled onto the sofa, a troubled expression on her face. "Liana's definitely out of the picture. My brother confirmed she's been in the hospital for a week; she tried to take her life and has been in ICU. So, we can cross her off the list.""Which leaves…Briana," Athena said, the name heavy with unspoken implications."Briana?" Megan repeated, the name a bitter taste in her mouth. "But would she go this far? To…to try and kill me?"The memory of their confrontation flashed before her eyes: Briana, her face flushed with rage, accusing Megan of trying to steal her man. The scuffle that followed, a blur of an
Last Updated : 2025-03-07THE ABANDONED WIFE MOST DANGEROUS CREATURE IN THE ROOM
Logan emerged from the sleek, black sedan, the car door clicking shut with a muffled thud. He slid on his mirrored sunglasses, the cool lenses a stark contrast to the sweltering heat radiating from the sun-baked earth. This was a place erased from digital maps, a phantom location beyond the reach of GPS satellites, a deliberate absence on the grid. He stood on the edge of a small, dense forest, a labyrinth of gnarled trees and shadowed undergrowth, punctuated by the dark mouths of hidden caves. Rough, untamed roads, barely more than trails, snaked through the wilderness, leading to destinations unknown or, perhaps, deliberately obscure. The gate, a masterfully crafted illusion of interwoven branches and verdant foliage, blended seamlessly with the surrounding environment. It swung open silently, revealing a vast, verdant expanse, a hidden valley teeming with life. From the periphery, one could discern the silhouettes of wild beasts, their forms moving with a primal grace ag
Last Updated : 2025-03-10THE ABANDONED WIFE EXTRACTING INFORMATION
**This is a torture chamber chapter. Please skip if it is not to your liking.** Harin was mesmerized by the young man's smile. It wasn't just a smile; it was a radiant, almost ethereal curve of light that seemed to rewrite the very air around them. He watched, transfixed, as the man, whom he later learned was called Twister, took his right hand, his touch surprisingly gentle. Twister began to massage the palm slowly, deliberately, as if imbuing it with a sense of reassurance, a silent promise of something Harin couldn't quite grasp.A strange warmth spread through Harin, a sensation he'd never associated with another man. He, who had always defined himself by his unwavering adherence to societal norms, felt a bewildering pull, a magnetic force drawing him into uncharted territory. As if in a trance, his left hand rose, an involuntary movement, yearning to caress the smooth, sculpted curve of Twister's cheek. He had always been straight, or so he thought, but now, at this moment
Last Updated : 2025-03-12THE ABANDONED WIFE EXTRACTING INFORMATION 2
**This is a torture chamber chapter. Please skip if it is not to your liking.**Harin drifted in a hazy state, a deceptive tranquility lulling him into a false sense of security. He lay on the soft, verdant grass of a meticulously manicured garden, the warm rays of the sun caressing his bare torso. A gentle breeze rustled the leaves of nearby trees, creating a soothing symphony of nature. He smiled, a genuine, unburdened expression, and reached out a tentative finger to touch a vibrant butterfly that had landed on a nearby flower. Its wings, a kaleidoscope of colors, shimmered in the sunlight, a fragile masterpiece of nature.Then, the idyllic scene shattered. The butterfly, a symbol of beauty and fleeting joy, morphed into a swarm of a million ants, their tiny bodies coalescing into a writhing, menacing mass. They descended upon him, an army of miniature terrors, crawling over his skin, their mandibles biting and stinging, inflicting a thousand tiny pinpricks of agony. He thra
Last Updated : 2025-03-12
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THE ABANDONED WIFE HE LEFT YOU FOR HER
The air in the grand hotel hall that was hosting the campus party crackled with an almost palpable energy.Lizbeth moved through the throng with the practised ease of a hostess. Her smile was bright, her greetings effusive, but behind the polished facade, her mind was a whirlwind of calculations and simmering resentments. Tonight was about more than just a simple college party; it was about subtly manoeuvring pieces on her own personal chessboard.Her gaze, sharp and assessing, swept across the room, finally settling on a figure standing somewhat apart near the ornate bar. Wendy, Dante’s ex-girlfriend, exuded a quiet intensity, a hint of lingering pain, hidden in her eyes.Wendy had arrived with a singular purpose: to see Dante, to gauge the possibility of rekindling a flame she believed had never truly died. Seeing him across the room, laughing with a group of men, a familiar ache resonated within her.Lizbeth, ever the opportunist, had invited Wendy, not as a potential ally but a
THE ABANDONED WIFE SOME KIND OF WALKING ATM
The grand ballroom buzzed with vibrant energy, the air thick with the murmur of conversations and the clinking of glasses. The party was in full swing, a celebratory affair following the successful signing of a crucial international investment contract. Yet, amidst the revelry, Rich, the company's usually charismatic CEO, stood apart. He was a solitary figure in a dimly lit corner, a glass of amber liquid clutched in his hand, its contents barely touched. The truth was, he hadn't wanted to be here. The weight of the day's intense negotiations still pressed heavily on him, and all he truly desired was the quiet solitude of his home. However, his position demanded his presence, a symbol of gratitude and success for the visiting investors. Across the room, Liana was a whirlwind of practised charm, embodying the role of the perfect hostess. She glided from table to table, her laughter echoing, ensuring her presence was felt by every guest. A carefully cultivated percept
THE ABANDONED WIFE ARE YOU THREATENING ME?
Queen sighed, running a hand through her hair. She had noticed the dreamy look on Megan's and the soft hum on her lips, indicating that something might have transpired that day. She had also missed classes, which had never occurred before."It must be Dante" she guessed."Queen, we cleared things up." She said as she smiled at her friend and explained what happened earlier.Megan's blissful ignorance was starting to grate on her nerves. "Megan," she began again, trying to keep her tone gentle, "I'm just saying, isn't it a little convenient that Dante suddenly has all the answers and Lizbeth is just… a liar?"Megan's smile faltered slightly. "But Queen, he explained everything! He said Lizbeth was just someone his family knew a long time ago, and she's always been a bit… dramatic. He said he told her to stop spreading rumours."Queen raised an eyebrow. "And you believe that wholeheartedly?""Yes!" Megan insisted, her smile returning with a touch of defiance. "Dante wouldn't lie to me.
THE ABANDONED WIFE I WOULD NEVER CHEAT ON YOU
"Megan, Megan, wait up!" Dante's voice echoed down the hallway.Megan was coming from her room, ready to start her day. She had lessons lined up throughout the day and was already running late for her first class.She rounded the corner and headed to the lecture room when she saw him, Dante. He leaned against the cool, tiled wall, arms crossed, a familiar, persistent look in his eyes. It had become a pattern, this unexpected appearance wherever she went – the library, the cafeteria, even the quiet courtyard where she sometimes ate lunch. He had been stalking her, showing up wherever.A wave of frustration washed over her. Ignoring him had been her strategy, a silent but firm declaration of disinterest. But seeing him waiting there, so deliberately, sent a shiver of unease down her spine. Without breaking stride, she executed a sharp about-face, her heels clicking against the floor as she headed towards the staff room door. She would just pretend that she was there for her lecturer.
THE ABANDONED WIFE YOU SLAPPED ME?
Liana stood frozen, her hand pressed against her stinging cheek, disbelief warring with a rising tide of fury. The skin beneath her palm throbbed, a burning heat that mirrored the humiliation flooding through her. A stark red imprint was already beginning to surface, a visible testament to the unthinkable. Her lover, Rich, the man who had never so much as raised his voice to her, the man who had showered her with pampering and indulged her every whim, had actually struck her."What is going on here?" Rich’s voice boomed, cutting through the stunned silence that had fallen over the boutique."Babe… you slapped me? Without even knowing what happened?" Liana stammered, her eyes wide with a mixture of shock and outrage.Rich didn't even glance in her direction. His attention was fixed on the manager, the man’s badge a clear identifier amidst the unfolding chaos. "It would be best if you saw for yourself," the manager replied, his tone carefully neutral as he discreetly signalled to sec
THE ABANDONED WIFE FLIGHT TO NEVERLAND
Rich stood by his car, his gaze fixed on the endless rows of vehicles filling the mall's expansive carpark. A profound weariness settled over him, a bone-deep exhaustion that transcended mere physical fatigue. He yearned for escape, a desperate urge to slide behind the wheel and embark on an aimless drive, a journey to nowhere in particular, a flight to his own personal Neverland.The memory of his forced marriage to Megan surfaced, unbidden. He had envisioned a life of unrelenting misery, his only solace the sweet affection of Liana, his girlfriend. It was this belief that had fueled his resistance to the marriage, his deliberate refusal to acknowledge the genuine effort Megan had poured into their ill-fated union.But the landscape of his life had shifted dramatically in the few short months since his divorce. The rose that was Liana had inexplicably transformed into a sharp, unforgiving thorn. The woman who had once offered him immeasurable pleasure and comfort had morphed into
THE ABANDONED WIFE MISTRESS MATERIAL
Rich trailed behind Liana, his footsteps heavy with unspoken resentment. She had been relentless in her demands for a shopping excursion, her persistent nagging finally eroding his resistance. He had given in, hoping a few hours of retail therapy might appease her and grant him some much-needed peace.Liana, oblivious or perhaps deliberately ignoring his dark mood, was chattering animatedly about the latest trends and celebrity gossip. Noticing his continued silence, she skipped back to him, her movements light and carefree. "Honey, cheer up," she chirped, playfully swinging his lapel like a spoiled child seeking attention.Rich had been deliberately creating distance between them lately. He’d leave for work before the first hint of dawn, ensuring he was gone before Liana even stirred. Beth preferred to take her meals in her room, leaving Liana to navigate the vast, echoing spaces alone, boredom her constant companion. Even the household staff seemed to avoid her, materializing on
THE ABANDONED WIFE RED FLAG
The sight of Lizbeth’s tear-streaked face and trembling form tugged at the heartstrings of Dante’s friends. They exchanged knowing glances, a silent understanding passing between them. "Just let her be, Dante," one of them advised, placing a comforting hand on his shoulder. "After all, we grew up together. People might naturally consider her your childhood sweetheart." Dante bristled at the insinuation. "I have a girlfriend," he stated firmly, his voice carrying a clear warning. "So please, let this be the last time I hear about this!" He genuinely cared for Megan and the thought of her misinterpreting his connection with Lizbeth sent a wave of anxiety through him. He wanted to build something real with her, something untainted by past associations. Reaching for his wallet, he extracted a credit card and tossed it towards Lizbeth, who stood looking forlorn. "You can shop for whatever you want," he said, his tone clipped but not unkind. "I need to find my girlfriend." With tha
THE ABANDONED WIFE STAY AWAY FROM MEGAN
The murmur rippled through the crowded hallways of the second floor, a wave of hushed excitement and morbid curiosity. Dante, his heart hammering against his ribs, propelled himself forward, his friends trailing close behind. The snatches of conversation they’d overheard – a fight, girls involved, and then the chillingly familiar name, Megan – had sent a jolt of adrenaline through him. He had to know what was happening.The scene that unfolded before them was a tableau of raw emotion. Lizbeth stood near the stairwell, her face streaked with tears that carved clean paths through the dust on her cheeks. Her voice, thick with sobs, reached Dante’s ears. "I was only trying to help," she choked out, her small frame trembling.The initial sympathy of the small crowd that had gathered was visibly shifting. Whispers turned to pointed glances, and a palpable air of disapproval began to emanate from them. Lizbeth’s eyes darted around, a flicker of panic in their depths. Her reputation, car
