Novel & Cerita Estranged Husband Wife Romance Novels

I was still trying to pin the information into my head as my wife, my estranged wife, was putting the mug down on the table and went to straddle me on the bed. “You think I was your imagination, Cavan?” she whispered to me as our hot breaths mingled. I nodded, trying to keep my hands to myself but it was difficult when this siren was seducing me with her flaming hair and amber eyes locking with my blue ones. “Then, may this help clarify stuff for you,” she said before she pulled me by the nape and kissed me on the lips. I groaned as I was pulling her closer before I was turning us around, putting her beneath me as I was kissing her hungrily. It has been a while since I have a woman in my bed

I know she's trying to lie her way out of my hold. I lean in, close enough to feel her breath on my cheek. “Not yet,” I whisper. “But keep testing my patience and I'll think of something.” “You think this is love?” she chokes. “You think pushing me away will protect me? You’re the danger, Ian. You.” I release her throat with a jerk. She stumbles forward, coughing slightly, but I step back like she’s the one who disgusts me. “Then that's too bad, because said danger is your husband” I say coldly.

The pleasure was turning painful, overwhelming. She was fighting it so hard. My chest tightened. My idiot son had no idea what he was about to lose. “There’s nothing to regret,” she said with a bitter laugh. “This is exactly what he wanted. I’d be a fool to let him have all the fun.” I frowned, confused. Denver read my expression. “My husband wants an open marriage.” An open marriage. I clenched my fists as the words sank in. What kind of soap opera bullshit was this? I might have been absent from most of Dylan’s life, but I had never imagined he could be this reckless and stupid.

Finally, I watched her settle in as the air between us felt heavy, the type that forced out truth without it trying. The PI pulled out a small notebook. “Tell me exactly what's going on.” I slowly inhaled and smiled for a few seconds. “It's… complicated,” I started. “I've been married for over two years now. I know things aren't always perfect, but they weren't this horrible , not until recently.” The words spilled out before I could barely stop them. “My husband, Ezra— I do not understand him anymore. He is now distant and he lies about small things. And…” I swallowed. “And I feel he's seeing someone else.”

She already referred to him as her husband so naturally and for newlyweds that was married in this way, there should at least be some hesitation and another thing was that she became distant so suddenly. “If you don’t mind me asking this but why did you and your husband decide this?” he asked cautiously. Zhi Rou sighed, “My husband has been troubled for the past two years whereas I have been suffering all my life since birth. You could say that it was fate that brought Rui and me together. It may not seem like it to other people but he and I complete one another. I don’t ask much from him and yet he fulfils each and every need of mine while I support him from the shadows… I wouldn’t call it

He hurries to pull me up before I could say a thing his phone rings. "I- I have to take this." With that, my husband leaves his naked wife in the room to tend to business. I stood flabbergasted and with 100% realization. Romance is dead. ~~~~'

Jamie's POV The moment the plane doors opened, the thick, flower-scented Hawaiian air rushed in like an invitation. I inhaled deeply, feeling the humidity settle against my skin, already making the thin cotton of my sundress cling in places it hadn’t before. Alex’s hand found the small of my back as we descended the stairs, his thumb brushing slow, deliberate circles that sent tiny lightning bolts straight between my thighs. We’d been married for forty-eight hours. Forty-eight hours of stolen kisses in the airport, whispered promises in the car, and the knowledge that tonight there would be no parents, no work calls, no interruptions and we could finally devour each other without restraint.

I peeped into the space and to my greatest surprise, I saw Matthew passionately kissing and taking off a woman’s clothes on top of his desk. I couldn’t believe it. The man who had forcefully married me was already cheating on me on the first night of our marriage. I needed to get out of the house, out of his estate for a breath of fresh air. I ran out of the house and continued running to wherever my legs were taking me. All I needed was some time alone.

I ran out of strength and lay still, staring up at the ceiling. "Never thought I'd end up being called the other man online. I'm begging you. Just let me go. Go back to your family." She shook her head, the words spilling out. "I'm divorcing Randall. Once you're better, we'll get married. You'll be my only husband." A laugh slipped out before I could stop it. "I don't want that anymore. I'm not marrying you." "What about our kid?" she shot back, her voice rising. "We have a baby together. Don't you want him to have a real family?"