Novel & Cerita Claimed By Her Husband And His Bestfriends

I pointed out side glancing her, she looked at me and then at the road ahead of us. "Is there anything else you are hiding from me." I inquired. I know I may be overreacting but she's my best friend, I tell her all my secrets so I want her to do the same. I'm not that close with my guy friends, I don't trust them has much as I trust Maria. "I guess we not close." I added when she didn't reply. "No don't say that Jason... we very close, I just..." She trailed off. I don't want her to lie to me...

she said. “ I know him more than you do honey,” I said. “ Only my husband has the right to call me by that pet name,” she says. “ I also have the right, now that you are my property,” I said. “ Anyways, do you have an idea he has two kids with your best friend? Or is Kate not your best friend? I asked. MIRA.

“Guys, I only started making videos because I wanted to share a beautiful love story with everyone. I never thought someone would say something like that about me.” I was completely baffled. What was she crying for? She had been claiming all along that the man in her videos was the CEO of Gibson Corporation. And I was legally married to him. So didn’t that make her the mistress? It didn’t’ take long for her fans to start attacking me too. “You’re probably the other woman yourself. That’s why your mind went there.” “I checked her profile. She’s some woman in her thirties. She’s obviously jealous because Sweetheart is young, pretty, and has a rich, powerful boyfriend who dotes on her.”

"I am your past now but still wish to be your present and also stay in future with you only." "O please... shut up, okay? You are my best friend and I always do have a right on you. Stop trying to get away with me easily!", she scolds him in a complaining manner. I never wanted to nor I have given your rights to anyone else. But you... you gave my rights to someone else aka your husband. And now blaming me?, he asks with weep in his heart.

For every time I had swallowed what I felt and kept my hands to myself and let her believe whatever she needed to believe so I could stay close. The wait was worth it. She was worth it. She tilted her head back to look up at me, her chin resting on my chest. "You know what I just realized?" "What?" "We're actually married. Like, legally married. With paperwork and everything." Her eyes were bright with amusement. "That's insane." "Completely insane." "I have a husband. You're my husband." She drew the word out, testing it. "My gay husband who is also my best friend and my sister all rolled into one very tall, very patient package."

Myla turned onto her side in the bed and stared at the faint silhouette of Hayden’s profile in the dim light of their bedroom, thinking about what he'd said that night: "If you want them, I won’t stop you." He had given her a freedom no man she had ever known would give. But the thought unsettled her almost as much as it thrilled her. Had he decided out of insecurity? Because he finally wanted to give the friends he used to share women with a chance to have her too? Or did he do it because he saw her as someone shallow enough to leave him just because they couldn’t make love anymore? And honestly, none of those reasons comforted her at all. In fact, if she wanted to be completely honest with

she added, but I was too stunned to even speak. Carrying his child because I couldn’t? What was that supposed to mean? Before I could recover from the shock, whispers suddenly started spreading around me. “How could she be bold enough to cause a scene when her friend is helping her?” “Isn’t she the barren one who hasn’t conceived for years?” “She’s not even his fated mate, so what’s wrong if he decided to use her best friend as his breeder?” The whispers echoed around me, and my vision blurred because I couldn’t believe everyone in that hall had decided to side with my cheating husband and my so-called best friend.

His hands moved as he spoke, frustrated, defensive, while Liam stood still, composed, his posture controlled in a way that made my chest tighten. Ralph exhaled softly, then said the one thing I didn’t need him to say. “Isn’t that your husband?” My grip on the coffee tightened, the lid creaking slightly under the pressure. “Yes, Ralph. That is my husband,” I said, not looking at him, because if I did, I wasn’t sure I’d keep my tone as calm as it sounded. Amy shot him a look. “Not helping, bro,” she muttered under her breath. Ralph raised his hands slightly. “I’m just saying....”

"Well, you'll need to take good care of her then. After all, she's pregnant now, and that's not easy." I headed toward the door. "I'm running late, so I need to get back to the office." "Okay, drive safe." Hudson walked me to the door like the perfect husband. The moment the door closed, I leaned against the wall, gasping for air. I was such a coward for not confronting them right then and there. I had no idea how to deal with the fact that my beloved husband and my best friend had been sleeping together. My chest tightened, and it hurt.

And their friends and acquaintances would undoubtedly use this as gossip. However, with her husband insisting on going back, she couldn’t argue. Besides, she was somewhat worried about their son’s injuries.