Alyssa Lang Husband Novels & Stories

Just as he reached for the door in front of me, she grabbed his arm and pulled him back. “It’s just the dog at the villa. You haven’t had dinner yet, have you? Come eat with us.” He let her pull him away, but by then I had already seen his face clearly. It wasn’t Eugene. It was Leo Brooks, my husband’s executive assistant. So my husband hadn’t been keeping a mistress behind my back after all. Leo was Mrs. Wilson’s son. He had grown up with Eugene, and the two of them were as close as brothers. No wonder Mrs. Wilson had reacted the way she did earlier.

Alyssa affirmed “Blamed me for her son’s death” “Well she wasn’t wrong now was she?” Emily said and something seemed to flair in her mother’s eyes “What about the trauma he caused -“ Alyssa was going to say, her voice raised a bit but she stopped herself in time, she took a deep breath and that wide smile was plastered on her face. “Well we shouldn’t talk about her then” Alyssa said “Tell me about your husband instead, how did you too meet? I’ll like to know everything. Does he treat you nice? Last I heard is that he’s a billionaire, Ethan Hatton is it?”

Every part of it was too overwhelming and not even a sip of his coffee could ease that discomfort in his chest. “I’m so sorry, Alissa. I didn’t know. God, that sounds horrible. You were just 18… It was your freakin...” His brows clenched. He was boiling from the inside. Staring back at her, he asked. “ Him..ugh...Danial.. he is still your husband then?” “Yup.” Alissa’s nodded. “Legally so to speak. We haven’t seen each other for three years until that meeting.” “He knows about Hope?”

She insisted that what Philip said had to be wrong. “You know what? I’m starting to get irritated with that girl. She is making you to not trust me. We’ve been going well before she entered in our life. Ever since she became your patient you seem to grow more and more distant to me. We’ve only been married for three months, but is feels like it has been forty years already. Maybe you feel that you can always put me last your priority list.” Alyssa was shocked by her husband’s behavior, thinking that he was supporting her it turns out to be the opposite.

Jason reads the look on my face and proceedes further with his words. " Alyssa has always be a woman of great class and the one thing she loved more than her very life was her husband". { Jason's words} "Was her husband?". I said. "He dead the same day, Liam was brought in to the hospital, her husband was declared dead". {Continues talking) "Alyssa was so hurtful about the news that, when she walked passed Liam's room, a shocking revelation unraveled before her"

His brows knotted together. “You know my nominal husband, right? I believe that you did your research about me.” Ashley leaned back and crossed her arms. She raised her brows, watching in amazement as Allen coughed lightly. “I did not really investigate all about your personal information.” He would never admit that he had read those gossip news about his boss. He still needed to buy his wife a holiday gift! Ashley did not bother to shatter his lie. “My husband is the CEO of Elijah Consortium. And I heard some inside information that I should not supposed to hear.” She opened a random notepad and wrote two words before she pushed it toward Allen.

That night, Alyssa’s colored history was revealed. Magnus was not the first man she had gotten close to, but he was the dumbest. Not only had he given her money, but he had also bought her a seaside villa. She had been crowing about it on an alternate social media account, telling everyone that she had found a man to dupe. All her posts made fun of Magnus, who let his desire make decisions for him. When Magnus found out the truth about Alyssa, he called me repeatedly. However, I had already started my job at TR Group, so I did not have the time to entertain his foolishness.

In the dead of night, their moans and groans kept the villa alive with passion. If someone had told Alissa five years ago that she would be in this moment, she would have been skeptical. The man in question was Shane Randall, her husband for the past five years. Alissa had become a stand-in wife for Shane when her foster sister, Cindy Randall, suffered a major car accident and slipped into a coma. A coma which had been in for five years. The mere thought was heartbreaking for Alissa. For Shane, it was a marriage of convenience; Alissa was merely a stand-in for his true love, Cindy Randall. But for Alissa, Shane was the boy she had fallen in love with back in middle school.

Matthew's new assistant? She called him 'Matt.' Not Mr. Langford. They were on cozy terms. He fixed her leaky rental, hauled in her oversized water jugs, even helped clean up her data messes. And then it escalated. A pregnancy test popped up on his phone. Right next to a photo of them together. He was smiling—soft, tender, like he actually cared. Then I saw the kicker: a chat with his buddy where he said, [Peyton's great and all, but eating the same thing every day... it gets old.]

Mumbai, 2020 The day passed. Slowly, it passed until Marcus found himself sitting in the same chair he had sat the day before when he had spent almost an hour with Alyssa talking about the things he believed in which she refused to accept, which she considered inappropriate. Two minutes passed. He stared at Alyssa's husband, Charles. His hands were crossed together as if he was preparing for a job interview he wasn't sure he would pass. Alyssa was close to him, holding his hands and trying to comfort him. He seemed pissed. He looked annoyed.