Falling For My Husband Novels & Stories

We got down and he tossed me to the ground like a rag doll, I fell face flat, I grabbed my ankle whimpering in pain. “Finally she's here,” the voice of my father in-law made me look up, I could see the disgusted look on both my husband and my father in-law, some of the maids were also watching. I felt so bad and ashamed. “What was all that Damien, what did I do this time?” I asked, feeling all teary. “We need to get divorce. Right this instance!” He declared with finality. “What?” I said under my breath. Not in my worst nightmare would I ever imagine that a day like this would come. I never believed I would be the cause of my own downfall. How did it lead to this?

He opened his mouth to say something but then closed it as he scratched his head with a funny smile on his face. “Do you know when I fell for you?” He asked and I shook my head as I faced him, wanting to know when. “The day you called me husband, at the hospital. At that moment, I knew that I didn't want anyone else to call me that except you.” My face heated up at his words and I could feel my heart do multiple flips in my chest. “Me leaving the house for two weeks… was one of the dumbest decisions I made. I made you get close to Catherine.”

I'm trying so hard to control my tears but I can't! They streamed down uncontrollably while Liam and his mistress were doing their deeds. Two years of being a good and committed wife and this is all I get. Liam suddenly started requesting for divorce and I thought I could save this marriage or even tie him down with a pregnancy. So stupid of me to have hoped! I had only six months to live, this was the time I needed Liam the most yet he abandoned me, he cheated on me and cared less about my emotions. Watching how happy Liam was while indulging with his mistress, I couldn't help but conclude that I had been so stupid over the years. While I'm even wasting my tears for this stupid man when I h

The truth is, I have—and it’s been growing day by day. The way he treats me now… the way he respects me, gives me my place, even when I thought he didn’t feel anything for me. It’s everything I never expected from him—but those small gestures have worked their way under my skin, into my heart. And I can’t deny it anymore. I’m falling for my husband.

Vulnerability did not often visit him, and it stole the air from my lungs once more. My heart skipped a beat before the familiar question crept in. Was this still an act on his side? Because it wasn’t an act of mine anymore. I was falling for him… fast, even as I tried to brush it off. My mind turned into a battlefield, one voice rising first, bold as it told me I had every right to fall for the first man who showed me affection after my husband broke me.

My knees went weak as I gripped the back of the couch to stay upright. “I am tired of the arguments about him cheating with Camille, and him pleading with me to come plead for your forgiveness,” she went on. “If you are going to be together, learn to settle your differences like a couple.” A month ago, those words would’ve lit me up. Now? They just made me feel hollow. My night with William wasn’t even cold yet. His kiss still lingered on my lips, his scent still clung to my skin. And now marriage? To Levi?

Watching them console him felt absurd and it was ironic. As I quietly watched his outburst ended, I said in a soft voice, “Let’s get a divorce once I’m discharged.” He stared at me for a long time without saying anything. “This marriage has to end.” Then, he suddenly dropped to his knees. “I did not know you were pregnant. Please forgive me, all right?”

I just stood there and let my husband hold me. My husband. That word should still have felt like a legal problem. Not this. Not his chest beneath my cheek. Not the way his hands knew exactly how tightly to hold me without making me feel trapped. Not the strange calm slowly settling over me even while the entire world around me was losing its shape. I opened my eyes. Shit. This wasn’t just me starting to like Sebastian again. It wasn’t nostalgia. It wasn’t attraction that had never really died. It wasn’t because we’d slept together, or because he had changed, or because Poppy loved him. It was worse. So much worse. I was falling in love with my husband all over again.

I lay awake for hours that night, thinking about Alexander's words. Somewhere along the way, it became real for me. When had it become real for me? The moment he stood up to Ethan for me? The night he worked beside me until dawn? The way he looked at me like I was strong, not broken? I didn't know. But I couldn't deny it anymore. I was falling for my husband. The man I'd married out of obligation was becoming the person I wanted to choose. And that terrified me more than any of Ethan's threats.

Like they had known each other for years instead of weeks. I watched my husband with another woman and saw what I had been denying. He had fallen for her. Maybe not physically consummated yet. But emotionally? He was already gone. His heart had already left our marriage and found a new home in someone younger and stronger and more exciting than me.