Dear Villainous Husband Novel Novels & Stories

She sneered and said, "Natasya, don't you think that you have underestimated us? Have you assumed that my husband had been poisoned by the blood vermin that was planned by you?" Natasya was taken aback as she did not expect Valeria to know about the secret of blood vermin. Valeria continued with a mocking tone, "My heart aches for you to be caught in such a mess! Do you really think that you stand a chance against my intelligent husband? Have you been convinced that he is suffering from amnesia and struggles to remember his past? I shall share a little secret with you. My husband remembers everything clearly and was just putting on an act to gauge how far you would go judging by your shamele

Emma paused the video and stared at her husband's face frozen on the screen. He looked terrified. Not guilty. Not angry. Terrified. That realization unsettled her more than anything else. For two days, she'd convinced herself that Daniel was living a secret life with another woman and child. The evidence certainly pointed that way. But now... Now something wasn't adding up. A man having an affair didn't usually look like that. A cheating husband didn't talk about people dying if the truth came out. There was something much bigger hidden beneath the surface. Something dangerous.

“You’ve ruined Yvonne’s reputation, do you think it’s better for you to stay here? Or do you want to stay back and see how awful she is?” Jackson’s face was gloomy, his dark black eyes shot an icy cold stare on Zachary’s face, and he spoke in an annoyed tone, “Zachary, I don’t feel any better regarding what just happened! I’m not as shameless as you said!” “How shameless are you to defend yourself, or should I say that you’re noble instead? Miller, I’ve never seen such a shameless man like you before. I’ve seen men having affairs, but you’re the first f*cking person to f*ck someone who your wife hated the most!”

“I like the fact that a Davenport is behind John Hazelwood’s utter downfall.” “Hadn’t Declan done that a long time ago?” I wondered, instinctively leaning against my husband, who didn’t miss the chance to wrap an arm around my waist. “And the last blow also belongs to a Davenport, who happens to be you, so congratulations, sis.” Ares raised his glass, making me blush as the others raised their glasses too. “It seems like I married a badass,” Declan commented as he kissed my cheek, causing me to laugh. “You did,” Lana agreed with her brother.

My wife has suffered from hereditary migraines for years. After three years of marriage, I finally developed a specialized medication just for her. Carrying a lunchbox, I headed to her company, intending to deliver the medicine to her in person. But her secretary mistook me for a kept man. He dumped the contents of the lunchbox over my head, stripped off my clothes in front of everyone, and even made me swallow the only dose of that specialized medicine. "A mere food delivery guy, and you dare dress so indecently? Today, I'll show you exactly what happens to a homewrecker." Then, with a smug grin, he turned to claim credit with my wife. "Ms. Milstein, I took care of that food delivery

“You’ve changed your mind? That’s wonderful! The military will send someone to pick you up in ten days. But Aurora, I have to remind you again. Once you join this mission, your personal information will be erased. Your husband… with his extreme need for control… will he agree?” Hearing her concern, I froze for a moment. Marco really did have an overwhelming possessiveness toward me. We grew up together. The Vitale family was always busy with mafia affairs, and the previous Don raised Marco by his side. However, no matter how chaotic things got, Marco always made time to see me. As I was a light sleeper by nature, he searched the entire world for bedding, personally testing everything just to

He chuckles, reaching behind me with his hand, he squeezes my ass and I explode, thick ropes of cum like an actual water fall, landing on my hand still holding my dick, my chest and waist. He isn’t done, hitting that spot over and over, Reaching forward, his fingers pull my shirt from my mouth. “Who owns this ass?” “You.” I pant, He groans, “Say it,” “It’s yours, Mr. Romanov.” My husband reaches climax, forgetting we aren’t home, he comes inside me.

LYRA My knuckles turned white. I turned to look at my husband shaking uncontrollably. With my eyes, I pleaded for him to look at me. He wouldn’t turn to me, his eyes remained on the mistress he had been frolicking with throughout our marriage. No. He disliked me, that wa true. But I was his wife, we had come so far together and we had built Redmoon together in his father’s absence. He wasn’t going to throw it all away for her. Xander couldn’t sacrifice me, his wife, for a common mistress, right?

“Then why did you come here instead of going home? Oh, don’t answer that. It must be because you can’t stand your ugly wife. It's better to have some fun here first, huh?” Delmor chuckled and continued, “I understand you. If | were forced to marry someone as ugly as your wife, | don’t know how | would handle it. It’s true that ugly ducklings like her deserve some sympathy, but | just can’t bear to look at them.” Luna raised her eyebrows. As ugly as his wife, huh? She pushed the door open and walked in. Delmor who was backing the door, didn’t realize she had walked in and continued, “Dude, how don’t you have nightmares at night with her by your side? Or do you?”

“I don't know what made you think that I was evil. I just wanted to remind you that I am not the real evil here. Soon you will realize why I was doing this!” “She's my wife! It's impossible for me to think of her as the villain. If you think that I never knew what you did to her in the mansion, you're wrong. She told me everything.” “I don't care. I am sure that she told you the wrong thing. A woman who hates me won't tell the truth but will sum up lies to make me the bad person in her own story. So, Kalvis, whatever stories you heard from your wife are not my cup of tea. Excuse me, because my husband is waiting for me.”