Can Married Man Love Another Woman Novels & Stories

Trish closed the door before turning to her. "I need to tell you something, and I need you to be honest with me. About what I should do." Trish's voice was serious now. "I've gone and done something stupid. I’m… I’m in love with a married man… He loves me but… well, he is married, and he has told me that he doesn’t love his wife… but he can’t leave her right now.” Tears filled Trish’s eyes. “He is worried she will commit suicide if he does. It’s so not fair. We love each other so much, and he is with me every chance he gets, but… his wife.” Trish’s sobs filled the room as she poured her heart out.

“Don’t tell me you left your husband alone and came out here all by yourself. That’s very selfish.” “You know we got married only because it’ll help me to stay alive,” I, who was all silent, spoke. “But I think you are right in some point.” “That it’s bad to left your husband on bed?” “No. That I am a selfish person.” In a way I hope there’s a way to keep loving two men at the same time. That’s a kind of selfishness that I would not refute. “Then if you are selfish, that’s a good sign.”

He replied. "Why is that?" I asked while folding my hands towards my chest. "He's not mine anymore." He said with a small tone. "He got a boyfriend?" I asked while narrowing my eyebrows. "No. He got married to another woman." He replied while looking at the picture. "Another woman?. Who?." I asked as I sat on the chair after moving it to his side. "Someone who suits him more than a pathetic one like me." He replied. "Seriously?. Can she love you him more than you?" I asked with a soft tone. My anger faded away the moment he said that. Do I know that person he loves?. It feels like I know him for some reason.

I was about to think that I wasn't the only one with mental problems, because why should I only look at a man who is married to someone else who has shown himself to be in love and married to the mother of his children? Is he a woman's player by any chance? Because I really don't understand why he would say something like that to me when he is married, does he like to have romantic relationships with women who work with him? "Helmut, I don't know if you have forgotten, but, you are a married man" I say walking away from him, but, he doesn't let me.

But I found out he didn't feel the same about me on our wedding day. Okay, to be perfectly honest with you and me. I knew he wasn't head over heels in love with me. But ladies, you know what I thought. I thought he would eventually fall in love with me because I'm sweet and love this man so much. Only if he gave our marriage a chance could we live blissfully ever after. But I had no idea how much he didn't love me and didn't want to marry me. So to envision him falling in love with me, from what I experienced at our wedding and in our marriage, it appeared it would never happen. Despite all that, we are married. So did love ever emerge to the surface? If it did make its appearance, was it du

But the dreams kept appearing almost everyday. When the time passed, he understood that these two people he sees are a married couple. The faceless man was in love with him. He was also in love with that man. But how come the person with the same face as him, which means he still loves him even after getting all worked up? He felt angry. He didn't want to do that. Since they had the same face, that feeling hit hard. Still, he kept seeing them. There are a lot of things he found out from them. It was like his married life. But his wife was a cold man. He seemed to be blinded by love and work for him.

And for the first time since the wedding, Aria allowed herself to believe him. Maybe, just maybe, this wasn’t a game after all. Maybe she hadn’t married a monster. Maybe she had married a man—one who was learning how to love again. And that was the most dangerous thing of all.

With my child with me. He didn’t even know about the little one. Would he ever love our child? Or would this baby just be another impostor in his life? I will be damned if I let that happen. For a moment, a gentle ache strikes my heart. I still find it hard to believe how blind I was after all this time. He had been in love with another woman all along. And of course, I would never forget—because she is fucking dead. The sole reason he married me was because I looked like her.

“I hate you so much! And I hate you so much because I love you.” I laughed out loud. “That’s what people like you tell themselves. You don’t love me. Love isn’t like this. You are obsessed and you need deliverance before it worsens.” “I don’t care what you have to say but if I can’t have you then nobody can. You are mine and that’s all that matters.” “I will say this once so make sure to get all that I want to say to you into that thick skull of yours okay?” “I will never love you. No matter what you say or do, you won’t ever be on the same level as my wife. I am a married man and I love my wife and cherish what it is that I have with her.”

He hated him for drugging us and hated him even more after Karina died. “You are faithful to her even when you knew that she had another man that she loved and you have refused to get married again.” I just feel that Karina is the only one that I would manage as my wife. Marriage is hectic, it comes with a lot of things and I don't think I can put up with these women. That's why I always end it with the sex. And I don't do affections. I care for you, that's all. I don't fall in love or go in too deep.