Addicted To My Accidental Husband

Betrayed. Replaced. Forgotten like he never existed. Left for dead. Lucian Vale gave everything to the woman he loved - his time, his strength, his future - only to be discarded the moment he stopped being useful. No guilt. No hesitation. Just a clean replacement… like he was nothing. And then he died. At least, that’s what they believed. But death didn’t take him. It awakened something else - something far more powerful! A power that sees through lies. A power that weighs every sin. A power that never forgets what people try to bury. Now, Lucian is no longer the man they threw away. He’s the one the truth responds to. And in a world where everyone believes actions can be forgotten… He is about to remind them otherwise. Those who once looked down on him will understand one thing too late: Every betrayal has a cost. And Lucian Vale has come back to collect.

For three years, I was nothing more than her janitor husband. She sneered at me, her family spat on me, and in the end, she shoved divorce papers into my hands and walked away with another man. But the world didn’t know the truth. I wasn’t just Alexander the nobody. I am Alexanderiel Warrick—the lost Centimillionaire King. At the bank, they laughed—until they saw the endless zeroes in my account. At the gala, her new lover bid eight million. I said, “Twenty-five.” The room went silent. Now elites bow. Women admire. And my ex-wife? She drowns in regret, watching the man she discarded rule the world she always dreamed of. “Alexander, please… I was wrong.” “Too late, Lila. The janitor you mocked is now the King you’ll never touch again.”

For three years, Damian Cross had concealed his true identity as the head of the $350 billion USD Apex Sovereign consortium, living a modest life as an ordinary son-in-law in order to honour a promise he had made to his wife’s late grandfather. However, on the night of the celebration marking his company’s listing on the stock exchange, Clarissa Caldwell threw divorce papers in his face in front of hundreds of New Avalon business tycoons. Clarissa had cast him aside for Julian Kingsley the arrogant heir she believed had been the driving force behind her business success. Unbeknownst to Clarissa, the interest-free loans, the licence for the Nano-Cell V7 patent formula, and the mega-tenders that had propelled her to fame all stemmed from the secret orders of the very man she had just cast aside: Damian Cross. The moment the divorce papers were signed, the sleeping dragon awoke. Damian withdrew all the bailout funds, froze the patent licence, and left the Caldwell family to taste ruin without the shadow of his protection. Whilst Clarissa panicked as her shares plummeted and Julian was exposed as nothing more than a cunning braggart mired in tens of millions of dollars of casino debt, Damian had stepped onto the world stage alongside Seraphina Vale the most powerful woman in New Avalon. Now, the Caldwell family are on their knees begging for mercy. But for Damian, the spectacle of retribution has only just begun.

“Do you even know what you’re worth?” Alex Morgan lowered his head as his CEO wife, Vivian, threw a contract onto the table. “You’re just an employee. A useless husband who has achieved nothing.” Alex had spent years standing behind Vivian, supporting her career, sacrificing his own dreams, and helping her build her company. Yet when he finally closed a $10 million deal, she gave all the credit—and a $100,000 bonus—to another man. “Lucas deserves it. You? You should be grateful I even married you.” Those words broke something inside Alex. He quietly placed his resignation letter on the table. “Then congratulations, Vivian. You’re finally free of your worthless husband.” She laughed. She had no idea that Alex had just inherited his grandfather’s fortune. No idea that the “broke employee” she looked down on secretly controlled billions in Bitcoin. And she certainly had no idea that the man she had humiliated was about to become a trillionaire. For years, Alex had swallowed every insult. Now, he would make them pay. “I begged you for love once.” Alex looked at Vivian coldly. “Now you’ll beg me for mercy.” When the man she called worthless returns as a billionaire—and her biggest business rival—Vivian finally realizes the husband she threw away was the most valuable man she ever had. But by then, Alex has already made his decision. He doesn't want his wife back. He wants revenge.

For four years, Pervis Howard was the perfect victim. A human blood bank for his wife's "best friend's brother." A walking ATM for Anna's designer lifestyle. A doormat who apologized for breathing too loudly. When Anna needed Noah's monthly transfusion, Pervis rolled up his sleeve. When Noah needed a place to "recover," Pervis gave up his bed. When Anna wanted to humiliate him in public, Pervis smiled and took it. But every dog has its day. After catching his wife in bed with her precious Noah, after being locked in a basement like an animal, after watching his dying grandmother thrown into the street—Pervis Howard died. In his place rose something far more dangerous: the lost heir to the Coleman octomillionaire empire. Three adopted sisters spent fifteen years searching for him. Three brilliant women raised with one mission: find the Coleman family's missing son. When Aria finally tracked down the broken man in that hospital bed, she didn't just save his life—she awakened a sleeping giant. Now the blood bank has become a war chest worth $800 million. Now the doormat commands armies of lawyers, doctors, and enforcers. Now the pathetic husband owns the very hospital where his wife plays Florence Nightingale. Now three lethal sisters stand ready to help him burn down everyone who ever wronged him. Anna wanted a divorce? She'll get papers served by federal agents. Noah needed medical care? He'll get it—on the battlefield as a combat medic. They wanted Pervis gone? They should have killed him when they had the chance. Because when an Zillionaire heir and God of War decides to collect his debts—with three vengeful sisters at his side—bankruptcy is just the beginning.

Logan Mercer signed the divorce papers without a fight. His wife Vivian Chase stood over him, her lip curled with disgust, her voice cutting through the penthouse like a blade. "You're nothing, Logan. You always were. A useless, pathetic leech who rode my coattails and called it a marriage. Enjoy whatever gutter you crawled out of." For twelve years, he had lived in her shadow. Ate her food. Attended her events. Endured every insult her family threw at him with quiet patience and a clenched jaw. Her mother called him a parasite. Her friends compared him to a cockroach. Her new boyfriend laughed in his face and called him a broke loser not worth the oxygen he breathed. "You're not even qualified to clean the toilets in a place like this." "A bloated, useless tick clinging to the belly of a dying dog." "Some people are born with connections and some people are born taking buses. That's just how the world works." Nobody knew the truth. Nobody knew that the faceless, reclusive chairman behind Imperial Group, the largest conglomerate in the city worth billions, was the same man they had been spitting on for years. The partnership Vivian celebrated? He approved it himself. The CEO who bowed to him in public? His subordinate. The underground kingpin who terrorized the city? The same man who once begged Logan for mercy on his knees. Now the divorce is signed. The mask is coming off. And every person who called him worthless is about to discover what it feels like to stand in the shadow of the man they threw away.

"Give your mask to Mike. He's important. You're just a firefighter." Derek removed his mask. Carried them both down three floors. A beam crushed his leg. His wife walked away without looking back. He limped home. Found Mike in his pajamas. Erin cooking steaks she never once made for him. "Do you love me?" "You gave me credibility. I gave you a life you couldn't afford. A fair exchange." She slapped him when he asked for divorce. Not because she loved him. Because his timing ruined her keynote speech. A wildfire swallowed an entire county. Derek walked into the deadliest sector. Nobody expected him to survive. Erin ordered sushi with Mike. But Derek didn't die. He pulled a stranger from a burning house and shielded him with his own body. That stranger was Jerry Black. The DNA test confirmed the impossible. The firefighter she left to die was the missing heir to a quadrillion-dollar empire.

They spent five years humiliating Erick Gerard. They never realized the man they mocked was already a billionaire. To the Laurent family, Erick was nothing but a useless son-in-law. He fixed their broken appliances. Took their insults. Slept in a storage room. Even his own wife treated him like an embarrassment. They thought he was powerless. They were wrong. Five years ago, Quade Gerard, the legendary founder of Gerard Dominion, was declared dead after a suspicious accident that killed his father and destroyed everything he had built. But Quade survived. Hiding behind the identity of Erick, a worthless husband nobody respected, he infiltrated the very family connected to his downfall. For five years, he watched. He learned their secrets. Tracked their crimes. Built his empire back in silence. Then someone discovered the truth. Quade Gerard is alive. Now Manhattan's most powerful families are about to learn what happens when the man they buried comes home. His wife will regret underestimating him. His enemies will lose everything. And the people who spent five years laughing at him will soon be begging for mercy. The useless husband is gone. Quade Gerard is back.

On their fifth anniversary, CEO Claire abandoned her husband, rescue team leader Lucas, to comfort another man inside a sinking ship. Trapped beneath steel in the rising tide, Lucas barely survived—only to wake up and file for divorce. Now, Claire is desperate to undo her mistake and win him back. But when a devoted man's heart turns cold, will he ever look back, or is her regret already too late?

Marcus Kane was supposed to stay gone. Thrown out at fifteen, forgotten by the powerful Kane family, he survived the streets, built a name in the shadows, and became something far more dangerous than the boy they abandoned. Now they want him back. But Marcus isn’t returning for forgiveness. He’s returning for something else. Across the city, Quinn Sterling has everything money can buy - except freedom. Sold off like a business deal by her own family, she’s forced into a marriage designed to break her, to strip her of power, and erase her future. Her husband? A homeless nobody. A madman. A mistake. But the moment Marcus Kane walks into her life, everything begins to shift. Because the man they gave her… Is the most feared War God in the East. And the Sterling family has just made the biggest mistake of their lives.