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She cursed herself and her body, for being so stupid and for reacting the way they did to his touch, not after the way he had abandoned her many years ago, and just when she thought she was back from the past and had moved on with her life he just appeared from nowhere. It has been over six years since James left her with his baby growing in her womb. Catherine has to work hard to care for herself and the baby she now nurses in her stomach. If only she could reverse the hand of the time, but then again she was left with a wonderful gift life can offer the gift of a son, She smiles to herself. Ellis her son, was the only source of her joy, her strength, and her pride. He has been her source o

her frown deepened “It’s just a little discipline a husband gives to his wife” Nuella wanted to ask if it was how he disciplined her grandmother but she refrained from saying such since that would only make him remember her and feel sad. “Really?” “Yes” Oliver answered as he came down the stairs Nuella turned towards him and frowned at him “Is that what the scriptures told husbands?” Nuella widened her eyes at her own statement. Oliver and her grandfather gave her a shocked look. “Says the wife that doesn’t have a single Bible”

Two days later Kirsten Herrington POV My sister’s wedding reception was a complete bust. I spent most of the day texting plane girl. She kept texting me facts and I kept trying to find it. I finally found her book two days ago. its really romance and no one has died yet, but I kept on it. It was about a couple meeting in a club they had sex, like really steamy sex. God the way she described it, I couldn’t help myself. I was half chub at the thought of doing that with her. she’s very descriptive and almost leaves nothing to the imagination.

“You’ve given that man three years of your light, Evelyn. Let Paris be the place you remember who you were before him.” Before Khalid. Before the whirlwind romance at the Met Gala, before I’d quietly closed my design studio to become the wife who understood his late nights and global ambitions. Before Natasha returned and I became furniture in my own marriage. I looked across the studio to the small desk where my laptop sat. The manuscript file was open. *The Husband I Once Loved*. The title still made my stomach clench. Khalid had read the first seventy pages last night. The confrontation that followed had been brutal—his hurt, my exhaustion, the way his voice cracked when he asked if I rea

> "I'm the cold, detached wife. I'm the emotionally unavailable physician who spent more time in the trauma bays than in her own home. I was entirely too focused on my own career advancement to notice a lonely, neglected husband." Thelma looked utterly crushed. The absolute silence that followed was all the confirmation I required. I nodded slowly, the pieces of the puzzle locking into perfect alignment. The script practically wrote itself. The highly successful, unyielding female doctor; the busy, neglectful mother; the tragic, cast-aside husband who simply fell into the arms of a warm, supportive young woman. You could almost hear the whispers spreading through the manicured lawns of River

I ran out of strength and lay still, staring up at the ceiling. "Never thought I'd end up being called the other man online. I'm begging you. Just let me go. Go back to your family." She shook her head, the words spilling out. "I'm divorcing Randall. Once you're better, we'll get married. You'll be my only husband." A laugh slipped out before I could stop it. "I don't want that anymore. I'm not marrying you." "What about our kid?" she shot back, her voice rising. "We have a baby together. Don't you want him to have a real family?"

Patting my body quietly to make sure the book Bram and Hadrian had recommended was with me, I nodded in satisfaction and walked towards her. Her not-so small coffee table had a tea and a book; she must have picked it today because she hadn’t started her bookmarks. I looked around for Theo and the maids which was the best timing for me. Was I really wondering what they would say? What am I even thinking? This is my wife’s chambers, I can be here anytime I so desire. Why in goodness name am I taking note of these irrelevant things?

No, he would remember that. Wouldn’t he? Her eyes answered the question before he could ask it. “You forgot where I was, Adrian.” The room suddenly felt much smaller. For several seconds neither of them spoke. Then she opened the door. “I hope your meeting goes well today.” The door closed softly behind her. Adrian remained standing beside the dining table long after she was gone. Somewhere in the city below, his wife was heading toward a presentation he knew nothing about. Somewhere in the past, she had walked out of a hospital and realized she could no longer rely on the person she had married.

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I looked toward the pillow where he hid the book. When I was sure he was in the shower, I crept over and lifted the pillow. I gasped softly at what I read on the cover. “From the Heart: Thoughtful Ways to Melt Your Wife’s Heart.” I sat down weakly on the bed and looked at the book in my hands, my chest swelling with something warm and strange. He was reading this just to learn how to make me fall for him more? I chuckled softly. “He’s so cute.” Shaking my head, I carefully placed the book back where he hid it and walked to the kitchen to start preparing our breakfast.