Amber Riley Husband Novels & Stories

But tonight, he wasn’t going to let her hide. “I think it’s my business when I’m your husband,” he said, his voice a little sharper than he intended. “I’ve been trying to get through to you for days, Amber. You can’t keep shutting me out.” Amber’s gaze faltered for just a moment, but she quickly looked away, focusing on her plate. “I’m not shutting you out,” she muttered, but the lack of conviction in her voice made it clear she wasn’t being entirely honest. Ryan’s frustration began to bubble over. “So you’re just going to keep pretending everything’s fine? You’re not even going to talk to me?”

"Well, if it isn’t Mr. Carter out for a walk. Odd trail you’ve picked, ending up in a private estate like mine." Ryan looked uncomfortable, forcing out an awkward laugh. "Claire, don’t be like that. About what happened the other day…I didn’t have a choice, okay? You know Amber’s personality. She keeps everything to herself. If she married that player from the Grants, she’d be cheated on before the honeymoon was over. I couldn’t just watch her walk into hell." My face was blank. He couldn’t stand the thought of Amber Sweeney suffering, but he was just fine with turning me—his fiancee—into the city’s laughingstock?

“No. He’s been… surprisingly kind and good to me.” Amber searched my face as if trying to see if I was holding anything back. Finally, after what felt like forever, she sighed in relief. “Well… damn.” She leaned back, her shoulders relaxing. “I can’t believe I’m saying this, but if he really helped your dad and he’s treating you well, I guess I can let go of my anger.” A teasing glint suddenly appeared in her eyes as she smirked. “But still… Skylar, you married Cole Buckman? That’s insane! Do you know how many women dream about this?”

I nodded and absorbed the information. “I wasn’t sure though, so I told my father, after all of these years, he could not get over you—” “I was so worried about you Amber, especially after you went up to that roof, you were never the same, How is your husband?” He asked with a straight face and I almost sobbed. “My husband? My husband is married to someone else, Nathan,” The man’s face crumbled. “Everyone has moved on except us. Everything has changed. But I have a little girl now, she is my entire life,” I added.

His voice breaks through the silence, rough and sudden. “Shawn,” he says, not looking up. “Can you ask your sister something for me?” Shawn blinks. “Lily?” Riley nods. “About Amanda.” That gets Rex’s attention. He sits up straighter. Even the beer in his hand stops swinging. Shawn raises an eyebrow. “How strange it is! You’re her husband. You should have known Amanda better.” “Come on, don’t tease me!” Riley mutters. “I know I’m not a good husband. I’m trying to fix it now.”

"He wants to take me to his house, Riley. I don't know him. I think he has a bad plan for me. Don't agree. Don't agree to let him take me with him otherwise, I won't be your friend anymore." "I'm sorry, Mister. Amber doesn't want to go with you. But who are you to say you're going to take her home?" Riley asked Phil in an annoyed tone. He grabbed my arm and pulled me closer to him but Phil immediately pulled me back to him. "I am her husband. How about you? What is your relationship that you are so concerned about her," Phil replied in a firm voice that seemed to contain anger. And maybe I was drunk too much and hallucinating because I think I could hear the jealousy in his voice when he spo

"Aretha! Don't tell me you had sex with that bastard Alex, okay?" Bertha's words calmed Aretha's mood a little, she leaned against the edge of the bed, her beautiful legs resting on the pillow. Aretha fiddled with the thin shirt she was wearing. Then leisurely answered Bertha's question. "You got 50% of the story right. It's true that I had sex with a man. But that person wasn't director Alex." "Then who is it?"

But I could accept my part in it, and I could move forward, I thought, despite what had happened. She had told me she didn’t want to marry Roman. Maybe they had a falling out? And Alice didn’t seem to particularly care for him. That could be telling too. Kids were sometimes intuitive. I didn’t know Roman to be a bad guy, though if he had been her affair partner all those years ago, maybe there was a lot more to him that I didn’t understand. To Amber as well. Where had they even met? I’d met Roman a few times at political events, but I’d never taken Amber to those places. She was my wife, but only ever in secret.

I convinced him with my eyes desperately begging for his leniency. “The thing is…” he cleaned the side of his lips and looked at the ceiling, he was reluctant to speak. “Tell me nothing but the truth, James.” I encouraged him. “Liam…” he began, swaying his eyes away from me. “Amber has gotten married to another man.” he informed me vividly, with seriousness lingering in his voice. My jaw dropped as I scoffed in astonishment. It sounded unbelievable but when I noticed the expression on his face didn’t change, I stepped backward.

"However, you've just been quiet as if you're uncomfortable being here." "I'm good. I'm just… a little worried about my husband,” she touched her watch and rubbed it gently. “What… happened with your husband?” Anderson lowered his voice. "He's… okay," Claire shrugged, "I hope he's okay." "Claire," Anderson hold her hands, "what's wrong with him?" "He hasn't called me since last night, and I'm starting to worry about him," she lowered her head and took a deep breath, "I know it's ridiculous, but usually, I can always call him whenever and wherever he is."