Brining The Nations Husband Home Novels & Stories

II- ME AND MY LITTLE WIFE IN AMERICA Bringing his wife abroad for treatment was the second of Master Javen's goal, marrying Jade was the first one. The master plan of going abroad was for Jade's treatment and honeymoon. He wanted to pamper his wife by giving her what she had never had before, with her mother-in-law.

Your Husband, Maria Walker.

Braston smiled, a smile that didn't reach his eyes. "Ah, so he's not married to her then?" he asked with a touch of surprise in his voice. Brígida hesitated for a moment. "Yes, he is married," she finally answered, her voice low. "But not for long. A deal is a deal. But I can't abandon a pregnant girl, so... he's been taking care of her."

I'm okay here. "Necesitas irte a casa. Tu esposo estará aquí pronto." You need to go home. Your husband will be here soon. I became nervous after hearing what the henchman said. I cannot allow my husband to see me outside, especially when I am conversing with a man. And I didn't want to cause harm to Bryle. I don’t care why he is here on the island anymore. The important thing now is to get away from Bryle before my husband catches him. I hardened my expression and turned to face Bryle again, who gave me a thoughtful look.

“Correction. Briana was not my ex-wife. She was my wife. We were never divorced.” I always believe that using surprise attacks to eliminate potential enemies is better than playing dumb or working stealthily. Now, he looked confused, which made me smile secretly in glee. His head turned to Briana for confirmation. “I don’t think you have met him before Jimmy, but he’s right. Noah Hunter is my husband.” Jimmy Ferguson shook his head to mask his shock. Then, he smiled deprecatingly. “This is unexpected. The people of Redwood knew you were divorced. How come you weren’t.” Jimmy’s forehead creased.

My smile faded, just a little. Husband. That word sounded strange and foreign. Like it didn’t belong to me. I looked down at the bouquet I was holding, pretending to straighten the petals, but my thoughts drifted fast. How was I supposed to explain to her that my home wasn’t really a home? That I was carrying two babies from two different men? And worse? They're brothers. And that the man I thought I could finally trust was busy standing beside another woman on national TV—his so-called girlfriend. Diane.

I followed her lead and continued, "But my husband seems to have noticed something lately. He's not as generous as before. I'm scared he'll find out the truth, and then my child and I will have nothing left.” "Girl, do you have any way to get him to fork over a big sum? I want to buy my kid a house so that even if we split up later, my child will still have security." Vivienne quickly replied, "That's easy! Just say the kid is getting married, needs to buy a house, or wants to start a business. Find a reason he can't refuse.”

"You love Jake so much, sis. I'm sure you'd be willing to sacrifice yourself to help him pay off his debts, right? This outfit suits you perfectly. You were born to be a man's little bitch. Go on, get on the floor and bark for us." I clutched the collar tightly, looked up, and let tears roll down my face. "Jake, I'm your wife. The woman you married. Are you really going to humiliate me like a dog just for money?" But Jake was already blind with greed over that fifty grand. Whatever husbandly feeling he had left was long gone. He grabbed me by the collar. "Shut the hell up! I still have the deed to your parents' rundown little house. You refuse to wear this? Tomorrow, I'll have those two old

By midnight, the man was slack-jawed between Marcus's thighs, his wife moaning into Sarah's mouth as Adam worked her silk qipao up her hips. ************************* Noah's in-laws....wealthy Black Southern Baptists....lasted until dessert. "Ain't natural," the father snapped, shoving his chair back. Sarah just smiled, tracing the rim of her wineglass.."Let us show you natural." Jeff had the man bent over the honeymoon suite's balcony before the cake was cut, his wife's manicured nails digging into Adam's shoulders as Sarah sucked her nipples through lace. --- Micah's Russian bride's parents didn't bother pretending.

Ryat ripping me out of it was like taking sweets from a child. Peeling the paper from my chest, I brush through it one last time before straightening from my bed. The wooden doors are partly open, creating a breach in the noise-cancelling properties of the room. "Ah! The one with the big boobs." That, by the way, was my husband.