April Fools For Husband Novels & Stories

I don't know if my prediction is correct, but there is a look of surprise on his face. My husband wants me to get pregnant, but this is what happens to us. If you want, we can trade or husbands, so I won't be at a loss like you did to me. " I teased him, then he exploded and dropped his phone. "No!" "Yes, can you please tell me how long you have had an affair with my husband?" I asked directly while he didn't know if I was annoyed or if I was making fun of him. One year and four months later, I smirk and laugh sarcastically. This is the answer that I want.

he replied while moving his hand away from my eyes, I blinked and stared at him, he kept quiet, lost in thoughts. I cleared my throat, “So…” I said gaining his attention. He sighed, “Someone leaked the news that I have a child, April,” he said while shaking his head in disappointment. “and they even created fake news… saying that you are my wife and April is our child… the news is running in every single news channel… they even clicked photos of me carrying you out of the hospital… Arthur Spencer got married to an unknown woman and hid his marriage from the public eye… blah blah blah…” He said with an irritated expression on his face.

My mother-in-law, Matilda Holmes, is celebrating her 60th birthday today. My husband, Joshua Allen, insists I give a toast to his female intern, Lila Deleon. He says Lila's fresh out of college and has no one looking out for her. As his wife, I need to be the bigger person. My eyes fall on the watch circling her wrist. That 38-thousand-dollar watch was an inheritance Mom left me. I don't cry or throw a scene. Instead, I swap out all 12 high-end courses at the birthday party for takeout. Every single box comes with an IOU taped right on top. "Course one, my parents paid 80 thousand dollars for the down payment on our house." "Course two, I raised your startup capital of 50 thousand dol

Erin Greer values a good joke more than boundaries. She always says that we have to keep things fun if we want our relationship to last. So she and her childhood friend, Mark Levine, have a standing arrangement. They will orchestrate a surprise every year on our wedding anniversary—with all their friends playing along—just to see if I'll fall for it. Three years ago, she told Mark in front of me that she regretted marrying me. When I turned to leave, she laughed and pulled me back, saying I was too easily teased. Two years ago, she had Mark put divorce papers beside my pillow. After I signed them with a trembling hand, she laughed and said it was just a prank. Last year, she and Mark hel

A sudden burst of giggling echoed from the corner of the room, cutting through my panic like a sharp knife. My father and his mistress, Sophia, were lounge-sprawled together on the small visitor's sofa, acting as if they were in a private resort rather than a sterile hospital room. A plate of sliced apples sat on the low table before them. Sophia was holding a small silver fork with a piece of apple, playfully teasing my father by pulling it back every time he opened his mouth. When my dad tried to catch it, she took a small bite herself, prompting him to lunge forward and take a bite straight from the piece held between her lips.

This felt unreal. “Mother, are you really going to watch and not say anything?” Freddie shrugged at his mother, who was seated, her hands on her jaw, just watching and observing everything. I'm very sure she's too traumatized to speak. I mean, imagine your daughter in law who you treat as a servant, who does chores for you suddenly becomes your co wife. Your husband's new wife. Not even a mistress. “What if your father is playing a prank on us right now?* Eartha suggested, probably trying to Freddie up and it worked. Freddie was back on his usual countenance again.

“Guys, hit follow. I’m the crazy fan girl from yesterday who’s obsessed with Mr. Gibson. I really was trying to ruin Sweetheart’s relationship. Mr. Gibson is handsome and rich. Who wouldn’t want him? Follow me and I’ll do a little dance for you guys.” My friends saw the videos too and started sending me links to every gossip account smearing me. They tried to defend me on their own accounts and even posted proof that I was legally married to him. I thought that would finally end it, but Sweetheart doubled down. She went live again with her most rabid fans, claiming the proof of my marriage was fake. She even brought on a photo-editing blogger to “prove” I had doctored everything. She kept re

"Haha! Dorothy's talking to the doll, and Laura doesn't understand what's going on!" "Darling? Is she talking to herself? She had a fun night inside that doll." "Laura's still scrambling eggs in the kitchen. How considerate. Her husband's fooling around with another woman, and she's here making breakfast for his lover." "Feeling sorry for Laura? Well, don't. She's just an overglorified maid." I put the scrambled eggs onto a plate and brought them to the dining table. Dorothy had already taken her seat. Calvin had woken up as well, and he showed up for breakfast wearing nothing but a pair of boxers.

This is genius. "So, here's the plan”, I told her. "We will annoy our husbands. We will annoy them until they are completely mad at us. We'll be the wives from hell. We will be the destruction, the Armageddon of marriage. We will annoy them, so they wouldn't want to live with us for a few days or some months.” "Then we'll take this time to strike and flirt with each other’s husbands and then, just when they thought they were getting close to us, we will be super annoying, we will turn into the worst version of ourselves so that then they'll realize just how amazing their actual wives are!!”

She pouted and said, "Well you weren't familiar at all to me." "Of course, you feel that way. Your brain is filled with nonsense. You certainly could not remember anything." Zac pinched her chin. He knew she was smart where it counted and pretended to be dumb when needed. But there were still some occasion where she would blank out and get stupid all of a sudden. Hazel made a face at him and said, "Fortune favors fools." Only a fool who lived freely and carelessly could live the happiest and simplest life. "That's right." Zac sighed. "Being your husband will be a headache." It seemed like for the foreseeable future, his love would be completely ignored or intentionally misunderstood.