Ali Lee Husband Novels & Stories

"W-who is he?" "Hey! Are you serious? It's me!" Hunter said, his voice cracking with disbelief. He reached out to take Aleah's hand, but she jerked away, clutching her mom's hand like a lifeline. The look on her face stopped him in his tracks. "Lei, seriously? You don’t remember Hunter? He’s your husband," Elara said softly, her worry slipping into her voice. Aleah turned to her mom, her eyebrows knitting together before shaking her head. Her answer stunned not just Hunter, but Darylle too.

Defeated. "So this is it? You wanna divorce me and shack up with my UNCLE? Not gonna happen. I'm NEVER signing those papers." He said it like it was some mic drop, then slammed the door like a total drama queen. I just sat there on the bed, dead quiet. Marriages like ours? They're basically ticking time bombs. And when they blow, they don't just crack—they torch everything in sight. After a long pause, I looked at Lionel, guilt creeping in. "Sorry... I dragged you into this mess."

My disappointment was probably written all over my face, because he held me tight and said tenderly, “I’ll try not to go overseas as much after those kids settle in. Once I start staying at home more, I’m sure we’ll have our own baby soon. Believe me.” Staring at his familiar features, I remembered how he had hugged me just like this, promising me he would come back soon… right before his flight to Switzerland. He had come back, but his heart remained in the Alps. “Alright.” I forced a smile and watched him rush away. Since the New York administrative system did not contain any records of our marriage, that meant the marriage certificate we obtained in Vegas had no effect. That saved me the

"Don't you dare touch me, Dylan Rios! Stay away from me. I didn't know your reason, but I will trust my husband more than you." "That's not his thing, it's his step-sister who's with him in the picture. He can't fool me. You know what? When he came back here he promised that we'd start a family, so don't try to destroy us." A smile drew on his lips which made my forehead furrow. "So, that's his reason? I thought your husband was just the CEO of the company. I didn't know that he's also a scriptwriter." "Don't insult my husband, Dylan."

Anya was surprised to hear her mother's request, fortunately last night she had taken a picture of the two of them with Arya, there were even some photos of Arya alone and photos of the two of them that had been edited by the man. "Here, Mom." Not only did Mrs. Ani look at the photos, but Mr. Adi also looked at them, because he was curious about the figure of his future son-in-law. "Wow, he's handsome, Anya is really lucky to get a future husband like this, already established, handsome again." Mrs. Ani, who had been grumbling about Anya dating her own lecturer, now said that her daughter was very lucky. "Earlier you were angry with Anya, now you're praising my future son-in-law," said Pak A

His every word is giving her a stab from behind with the sharpest knife. Before he could process what he just said and how he could say such a thing like this, his attention goes to incoming message to his phone. " Calm down and take some rest! I will talk to you later!" Emma Downey watches his husband leaving the house with no more regrets. It's not new. But the slap and talking about divorce, have crossed the limit of her patience.

"Mr. Hart, did you just say that Miss Brooks is your wife?" Liam’s voice remained as cool as ice. "Allie and I have been legally married for quite some time. However, because she is still young and I wanted to shield her from the distractions and pressures of public scrutiny, we kept it private. But let me make it clear now—Allie Brooks is my wife. I won’t tolerate any further baseless rumors or negative press about us. What happens between my wife and me in our own home is nobody’s business." The message was unmistakable. Liam was shutting down the sensationalized reports from the previous day—the ones that had painted their private moment as some sort of scandal.

“I do think everyone should rest, but be careful on the way. Until we know for sure what’s going on, keep an eye out and be alert.” Alex sighed and bade goodbye to everyone before ushering his pregnant wife outside. Alice accompanied her parents away, promising to visit later. “Of course.” Lee didn’t deny them. When they all left, Lee turned to her husband. “The kids?” “I left them with the housekeeper. Let me call Dylan.” They sat in the living room and he brought out his phone. The video chat connected and Dylan excitedly called out to them. “Mommy! Daddy! When are you coming back?”

Zach didn’t respond, just crossed his arms over his chest and waited with a patient gaze. Steven finally began to speak, “General Lee … lives a fairly quiet life outside the palace.” Zach nodded slowly, listening intently. “He’s even married,” Steven continued. Zach immediately raised his eyebrows. “Huh? He’s married? Really?” “Of course. His wife’s name is Angela Jackson.” The name sounded unfamiliar to Zach, but for some reason, it piqued his interest even more. “What’s she like, Steven?” Steven smiled faintly, as if recalling something.

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