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" I shrugged his hand off. "Bobby!" Cynthia rushed forward and kicked me. "What right do you have to hit someone? When you have no argument, you just start making a scene—how crude!" My mother-in-law hurried to help Bobby up from the ground, glaring at me as she cursed, "Do you even want to stay married to Cynthia or not? If you don't, then get lost! Our family doesn't need a petty, abusive man like you!" Bobby lowered his head, pressing his lips together.

“From now on, I’ll have a say in it.” “In…what?” “The curfew. Answering your goddamn phone. Not getting on the back of a fucking kid’s bike.” “You…can’t. You’re not my dad.” “No, but I am your husband.” “On paper, remember? No touching, remember? It’ll be all over when I’m twenty-one. Do you remember all of those? Because I do. And this marriage means nothing.” It means everything to me, but I don’t say that. I’m done letting him think he’s the center of my fucking universe while he treats me like a rag.

Isti tried to understand and support her husband, but more and more he became distant and cold towards her. One night, while the wife was waiting for her husband to come home from work, she saw something that broke her heart. Her husband came home with another woman, they were laughing and joking at the door. Isti felt like she had been stabbed by a sharp knife, as if her world had collapsed in an instant.

“But, how is it that you were married to her all these years and didn’t even know what she liked to eat? That’s pretty pathetic for a husband…” “Ex-husband,” Adam corrected with a smirk. “What about you?” I snapped, glaring at Arlington. “Your pathetic pining for my wife from a distance, for years, has clearly gotten you nowhere. Talk about pathetic…” Arlington froze for a moment before smiling politely. “Not so distant, I admit.” “You are not the father of my child,” I replied, stepping aside for a nurse who had come down the corridor. “And neither are you, Adam.” “You’re sure of that?” Adam asked, crossing his arms. “How many times have you slept with Alice over the years? A dozen? Less?”

Tristan had been focusing on his work, Jonathan had told me Tristan had turned to a workaholic in the span of a month, he avoided the bar like a plague and barely hung out with any of them. Carl and Bonnie had been busy with the excitement of having a child and were now on tour, Sophie and Robert were trying to make long distance work and like Jonathan had assured me, we had heard nothing about Emily and Miguel, and it was better that way, I was still dealing with their betrayal and I could only possibly imagine how Mariana was feeling.

“Our marriage is real. This is not something you decide in a second because you feel you want out. What we have for each other is real, London. You can’t just shut it off and decide we’re over because you’re upset over something. This is not you.” “Yes, it was because you were good at giving me what I wanted that I hadn’t found in other men. I’m sorry if I used you or if my father used you, but I can’t do it anymore. I can’t play with your feelings. I know what you feel for me is real, and for good grace, I can’t pretend I care. You’re a good person, Striker, and I apologize for involving you in my family mess. I wanted to secure LH, and I did. But now, it’s time to end this.” I couldn’t bel

"Please stop meeting with her. I'll treat you just as my coworker or friend but... Please don't involve yourself with us anymore..." I can't believe what he is saying. He's pushing me away. But I get where he is coming from. I know it hurts but I also just want him to be happy. And when I open my mouth and am about to agree. "I just want to be happy with her and our son. But I think we will never be happy. I love her so much but it looks like she doesn't care about me anymore even if I cheated on her. Did you know that she cheated on me twice for a woman she said was just her friend? And I found divorce papers in her bag..." He suddenly rests his head on my shoulder. It makes my heart run fa

With a firm demeanor and a clear voice, Ben gave his orders to his men. "Yes, sir. We’ll handle it properly." With a wave of his hand, Ben dismissed his subordinates from the room. They promptly obeyed. Ben, of course, was curious and intrigued by Caroline's life. "So, her husband and mother-in-law didn’t treat her well at home. Alright, I’ll look into this for her." Ben picked up a cigarette and lit it with a lighter. Smoke billowed throughout the room. Among all the women who had entered his life, only Caroline had managed to captivate him to this extent, even forcing him to reveal her past. Especially after learning that she had married another man.

He kissed me passionately and against my better judgment my body responded and before I knew what I was doing I was kissing him back. Something about his hands climbing higher and higher up my skirt made me realize what was happening, what I was doing with this my estranged husband. I pushed him away. “Don’t you ever come close to me alone. I don’t want to be married to you anymore, can’t you understand that?!” I yelled through rushed breaths. “I can’t Yara, in fact it baffles me, the fact that you do not want to be married to me anymore and because I am so baffled and I know you need help making up your mind, I have a deal for you.” He said studying me slowly.