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Breakfast together, coming home on time, never staying the night or spending the night outside the house were Joan's commitments that he promised his little family. "D-day is getting closer, for the sake of the birth of our child. Can't you take time off or reduce your work?" "Honey, you know this time I was appointed in charge of this new project by the Leader himself. How can I reject or betray his trust." "Ugh, why is the timing so imprecise." Amy knew that her husband had finally gotten what he had always wanted, recognition. Joan glanced at his watch, every second that passed he counted so much this morning. "Oh! Sorry honey, I have to go now." He kissed his wife's forehead and then hur

Weston said in a cold tone, "Forcibly you saw it two years ago. You were 19 years old then and now you are 21. So now you are eligible for marriage." Bella said with surprise, "What do you mean, you were waiting for me to become eligible." Weston smiled devilishly, "The mind is yours, the thinking is yours, think your thinking." Bella got confused at Weston's statement and started looking at him. He was giving complicated answers to every question. Due to which Bela was getting irritated. Then Bella said, "Where are my mother and Roger? Didn't you do anything to them?" Weston interrupted, " relax baby, I admit that I am bad, but not so much that I kill my in-laws .Both of them are alive and

I praised him, letting my saliva slip in the tunnel of my throat. “Oh, fuck you, my wife. I love it when you call me by my name. Don't you know it? That's music to my ears.” In the whole duration of our marriage, it was the first time that I felt I was valuable to him. He could beat a person who was possessed by a sex god in the way he moves his thighs and digs down into my flesh. “Oh, Eldifonso! My Eldifonso, my hated husband, why are you so good in bed?”

“You're lucky, ma'am. It seems like Sir. Gabriel loves you so much, unlike my ex-husband who cheated on me!" Celina’s throat closed up. She blinked rapidly, fighting the rising tide of panic and disbelief. “Yes. That’s… right.” She forced a nod, swallowing hard. “We’ve been married. W-We are doing great." Marissa gave an understanding nod and smiled warmly. “He’s so proud of you. I always thought you two made a great couple. It’s nice to finally put a face to the name.” Celina’s knees felt weak. A cold wave washed over her as Marissa’s words settled into her like icy needles. The man she had been sharing stolen moments with—the man who whispered sweet promises and touched her like she was th

All he desired was to give her happiness, the one she deserved and more. In his heart, he always believed Thalia was the best woman he had ever met, the greatest blessing of his life. He would forever consider himself the luckiest man in the world to have her as his wife. As though hearing his thoughts even in her sleep, Thalia smiled faintly and held his hand tightly.

Hannah I thought my life was perfect, and my marriage was happy. Every woman must be happy when they have a good, caring, and handsome husband. And our marriage was blessed with an intelligent and handsome son. I felt proud and blessed to be his mother. Without realizing it, small cracks had appeared in our marriage long ago. One day, an event tickled my intuition as a wife who had been dulled because I thought everything was fine and perfect. Afterward, lie after lie opened my eyes wider until I felt that true love was just a brag and no longer existed in this world.

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

Lexi noticed it and tried to leave, but I grabbed her. After everyone listened to the recording, they were stunned. I pulled Lexi to the center and spoke clearly, word by word. “Everyone, listen carefully. After my brother passed away, she crossed all boundaries, constantly pursuing my husband and sabotaging our marriage. “I could not take it anymore and wanted a divorce, but my husband refused. She caused my miscarriage. Now she thought I was pregnant again and tried to drug me. She got caught red-handed, yet she denied it. Luckily, I recorded everything!”

I roared at her. "You have no right to tell me what to do!" "No right?" I laughed bitterly. "Is being your husband not enough?" "Joshua, please get this straight. If you hadn't insisted on rushing back into the fire to retrieve the belongings your parents left you, my Dad wouldn't have died saving you!" she retorted sharply. "Husband?" she sneered. "Your role throughout this marriage has only been to atone for your sins!" Only after our heated argument did I know Samantha hated me. She hated that I had caused her father's death.