April Fools For Husband Novels & Stories

“Dear friends and family, I am sure that you have seen the news going around in the media. I know that you are wondering what it was all about but I will explain shortly. My sister appeared suddenly sometimes back and it turns out that she was the worst of the sluts I have ever seen. Can you imagine that she tried to take Jared away from me?” “I think the truth has come out, April. She doesn’t deserve him and I was so happy when I heard that she has decided to disappear and leave your husband alone. I mean, I call him your husband because you are getting married in a few days:” one of the guests said.

-she asks humorously. -Be serious, my husband. Before I married you I didn't tell a single lie, now you have made me the queen of all white lies. -She complains, slapping his broad back. -Give me a kiss. -Are you crazy? -I'm not, but my cousin apparently is and she's just coming towards us. It's time to show that you're in love with me and that you love me madly, dear wife. -Ah, what a fuck with that stupid girl. -She said to herself and hugged her husband and then placed a delicate kiss on his cheek.

"I'm not signing. As long as we're not divorced, Brad will always be nothing more than a shameful homewrecker." The moment I refused, her temper flared. "Drew, you have a lover outside this marriage, too. Divorce would be the best outcome for both of us." I gave her the same answer. "I don't! "Yesterday was April Fool's. I thought you were lying to me, so I played along and lied back! The only person who betrayed this marriage from beginning to end was you!" But she simply said, "Believe whatever you want. This divorce is happening no matter what.

Every year on April Fools' Day, my boyfriend would team up with his childhood best friend to pull the same prank on me. He would pretend to propose. Last year, the two of them laughed like it was the funniest thing in the world, even though my fingers were almost crushed in the process. Later, he apologized and swore that this year would be different. This year, the proposal would be real. As such, when he called me again, sounding urgent and telling me to come to the place where we had our very first date, I believed him.

she grimaced involuntarily. It was funny to remember how things actually happened for them. It was unusual, weird even if she really thought about it, but she wouldn’t have changed a thing. “Hm, good to know you still remember those days. Because it’s precisely what I’m trying to do tonight.” “What do you mean?” Florence raised her brows in curiosity. “Well, I’m taking my wife on a date before our son’s first birthday tomorrow.” “What do you mean? What about the meeting?” Florence asked in disbelief.

“You’re not alone. You never were. But if you keep pretending, you’ll drown before anyone can reach you.” Celina swallowed hard. For the first time in weeks, she felt something crack. “No, I did,” her father cut in, stepping forward. His voice was harder, older, filled with barely contained anger. “We heard from your cousin. Word’s spreading. This man you married—he has another wife? Another life?” Celina finally turned to face them, her eyes red but defiant. “I didn’t know.” “That’s not the point!” her father snapped, the sharp crack of his palm hitting the dining table reverberating through the room like a gunshot. The plates rattled, and so did Celina’s resolve.

My laugh was like ice. "Shall I refresh your memory? Right after we married, you cheated on me. Joann's child was born a full six months before Lily. And on the day of Lily's hundred-day party, when we could have used the cord blood, you insisted on dragging Lily to the hospital to draw blood for Joann's daughter. You bled Lily dry until she died."

“No! You don’t want to hear what I am thinking, you only want to gloat that your assertions were right. And I am not sorry to burst your bubbles because you are very wrong. I love my husband!” I screeched. He stared at me with his eyes dancing for a few moments before he burst into a fit of laughter. “Really now? I never took you for a hypocrite. What nonsense are you spitting? Are you trying to fool me and yourself at the same time? I am not asking you to denounce your husband, I just want to know what you feel!” “What difference would it make? It is not going to change anything and I will be damned if you

"Get lost! Gigi's already married to someone else. You are no one to her now!" Malcolm didn't fight back, but the words spilled out. "Arthur, please, don't push me any further. I know I went too far. Gigi sent me a fake marriage certificate, and I understand how she must have felt back then." Arthur's voice was thick with scorn. "A fake? Verify it. You'll know soon enough. Things like that don't get past the marriage records." The blow landed hard, though Malcolm still held on to a thread of hope.