Novel & Cerita Abusive Husband Books

This is my husband's doing," she exclaimed in a husky tone as if she were about to cry. Aiden pressed the button of his pen recording device inside the pocket of his suit. Marenka was seen sobbing as she explained everything that had happened to her. She said everything without missing a beat. I see," muttered Aiden, who had sat down in a chair at the side of the gurney. "Since when has your husband been this violent? Aiden asked. Since we got married, he's been abusing me. On top of that, he likes to gamble and always brings women home without any regard for me. Let alone respect me as a woman." Marenka cried more and more as she recounted the bitter events that had befallen her. I think th

"You okay?" Charles Hatcher caught me swiftly, gently lifting me and nudging my hand off his chest. His inner voice echoed in my head again. "Touched her again! She's like a warm, fluffy cupcake. I want to devour her. Another day craving her, but what if I scare her off? That sleazy coworker of hers is up to no good, asking her to drink. How do I warn her to stay away without sounding like a jealous creep?" My cheeks burned with guilt. I snatched back the divorce agreement, tucking it back into my bag, but my eyes snagged on the faint outline of his abs through his shirt.

I knew he didn't care for me but he did still need me and that made my spirit feel less low than before. “Do you promise to drink water and not break my glass again because if you do then I would go mad.” He said indifferently but his smirk didn't vanish from his lips. This man in front of me was crazy and he was giving off a bad sinister vibe. “And for the record your husband isn't the center of attention everywhere he goes. And besides why are you thinking of him? Do you think he'll come and save you?” He chuckled before finishing his words. “Your husband doesn't give a damn about you. I mean he abuses you verbally and treats you horribly. And not to mention how many times he's raped you.”

I had a boyfriend of six years waiting for me back home while I lay naked in bed with a man twice my age who had completely fucked me senseless. And worse? I already knew I had been ruined for ordinary sex after experiencing him. If Neil hadn’t been able to satisfy me all this time, then after tonight, I truly didn’t know how things could ever go back to normal. “Don’t worry,” Mr. Brooke said smoothly. “There’s no wife waiting to drag you out by your hair for sleeping with her husband. So… what do you say?” My eyes brightened slightly at his answer, but the moment I remembered Neil, guilt tightened painfully in my chest.

“Helen was just telling me about how she felt about Lizzy from the beginning. Why don't you go? What made you ease into her?” The fact that my husband was abusive and he basically assaulted me and got me pregnant and would have killed my baby and I if I hadn't run away…but I couldn't say that. Instead, I said “She helped me in a very daring time. She was the only one who I could run to for help and the only one who would have helped me without reporting me to my husband.” She shifted some papers on the table. “Your husband…you still call him your husband despite what he did to you? I thought you left him and you guys are divorced.”

He was erased as if he had never existed. After all, according to the logic of this timeline, he was never supposed to exist at all. I closed my laptop and leaned back in the chair, a wave of dizziness washing over me. If my theory was right, Jake wasn't only my husband but also an error in the system, a temporal anomaly. I had fallen in love with someone who was never supposed to exist. Still, would love itself be reduced to an illusion just because the object was an error? Ten years of memories flooded my mind. The morning embraces, the late-night conversations, the way we helped each other through hardship and shared joy in the smallest moments… Were they all an illusion?

The only witness we have here is the priest and his men in black suits, currently pointing a gun right into my head. "Time is running, Neiva. It's either you marry me or you die." His innocent smile turned into a devilish one. This suits him more because this is the real him. And that answered your question. My shotgun marriage happened to be the literal meaning of it. I closed my eyes and deeply breathed before answering, "I do." "You're mine now." He pulled me by my waist and pressed his lips against mine. I am now officially the wife of this Psychopath Billionaire Mafia Boss.

Everyone always tried to limit her by sending bodyguards to her. The only thing she needed to do was ignore them—just like she always tried to do. Her feet stepped down the aisle of bookshelves one by one. The smell of new pages made her feel at ease—calm and pleasant that she intended to linger there. Usually, she prefers to buy fiction books with the theme of love stories because she likes to spend time reading romance books. However, she passed through the hall this time without intending to find a book there. Her hand reached out and took a book with a pink cover entitled; Pregnancy and How to Deal with It through the first three months.

“When he finally came home, things went back to normal. He returned to being my loving husband. But he soon found out about my one night affair and didn't take it lightly.” “He lost feelings for me and turned into an abuser. When I told him I was pregnant with you, he didn't take it lightly. He bowed to beat you two out of me.” “I fled for my life. But each time he finds me and abuses me. He became my nightmare. When I gave birth, he sent his men to bring you two from me, he vowed he won't let me raise abominations, I was his wife and he wouldn't let me raise the children I had with another man. I refused to let go of my kids, seeing how they were rough handling you two, I knew he wouldn't l

Charlene said ridiculously. “I bet he remembered something, I can't assure you he remembered all, but maybe little. Even if anything happens between you two, he can't blame you. Moreover both of you are a couple so when something like that happens it's normal, even if both of you ain't in love. And rape? That's really ludicrous. Why would your husband rape you?” “But he seduced me.” She snapped.