The Wife He Abandoned, The Queen He’ll Regret — Novel

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In a world where love and betrayal intertwine, Juliet finds herself caught in a web of heartbreak and desperation. After discovering her husband Jean in a compromising situation with a woman named Gwen, everything she thought she knew about their marriage shatters. Can she trust the man who once promised to always choose her? As Jean defends Gwen, claiming innocence and compassion, Juliet grapples with the feelings of abandonment and rage that threaten to consume her.

As tensions rise, the stakes grow higher. With each confrontation, Juliet's resolve to end their marriage strengthens, but so does Jean’s fervent denial of any wrongdoing. Gwen’s tears only add fuel to the fire, complicating an already volatile situation. Torn between love and self-preservation, Juliet must navigate the emotional chaos while wrestling with the question: how far is she willing to go to reclaim her dignity and heart?

In this gripping tale of desire, jealousy, and the quest for self-worth, will Juliet find the strength to break free from the chains of her past, or will the ghosts of their shared history bind her to a love that no longer exists?

The Wife He Abandoned, The Queen He’ll RegretChapter 1

The police told me that my husband, Jean Roberson, was caught in a prostitution place.

I was stunned.

When I arrived at the police station and saw the face of the woman crying hysterically in his arms, I suddenly felt it was all pointless.

I walked up to my husband.

Jean instinctively shielded the woman, trying to explain. But I slapped him across the face.

"Jean, you're so disgusting."

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The sound of the slap was crisp.

It echoed in the police station and even the police officer who was about to continue explaining the situation to me froze.

I watched Jean, still covering his face and not yet reacting and raised my hand to slap him again.

But the woman in his arms, Gwen, suddenly rushed forward to shield him and the slap landed on the her face.

She cried even harder.

"How dare you hit someone!"

She choked back sobs.

"How dare you hit Jean!" she shouted, her red eyes fixed on me. "You didn’t even ask what really happened, you just hit him without thinking!"

Looking at her, I only felt ridiculous. So ridiculous that I didn't even want to say a single word.

Just as I was about to slap her again, Jean finally reacted and grabbed my wrist.