Falling For My Old Husband Novel Novels & Stories

Fiona’s POV “You left me with nothing,” I said hoarsely. “You broke me, Richard. You made me doubt myself until there was nothing left to save.” He tilted his head slightly, a bitter smile curving his lips. “Don’t sell lies to me, I was once a perfect husband until life happened to me, you shamed me of being a nobody, yet here you are, married to a man not much different from me, while I’m the monster. Don’t tell me you did all this for love, Fiona. Because you hated me back then, just because I was poor. You made Daniel see me as nothing but a worthless man, someone who couldn’t provide for his family. You never once let me touch you after I lost my job. And what did you expect? I had to fi

I would never have done all this I decided to reconsider I apologized for my characters and started becoming nice And..I fell for my husband I fell in love with him.. I don't want a divorce any longer I know he likes me But I'm going to make him confess himself. I'll use bait for him..he won't be able to hide his feelings any longer. He would get to love me and we would just be like R&B .. *Knock knock* I knocked on his door. The door opened slowly "Violet? What are you doing at this time of the night?"he asked.

I decided I would go persuade him a little. I couldn't wait any longer. The book was not distracting me at all. I got up, put on a short white robe and headed to the kitchen. His office door was still open. He looked up at me. I smiled and walked towards the cookies that Henry had left on the counter. I grabbed two and accidentally dropped one. I looked back to make sure he was the only one watching and then bent down showing him my whole ass as I did. I looked back and winked at him. I could see the carnal need in his eyes. It worked. "Hey Fellas, I am getting tired. We have to go early to the city so I think I am going call it a night." They weren't phased by seeing me as they walked out.

I really wished I could turn back the hands of the clock — heavens knew I wouldn't have visited dad when he asked me to but now, it was too late. "I should be the one using that tone considering the fact that you betrayed me." She replied with my earlier tone and I could already imagine the scowl on her face. "Jhena you got to believe me. I had no idea about the whole thing until I got home. I'm still trying to wrap my head around the fact that I'm married. It's as if I'm dreaming right now." "It's a pity that your husband turns out to be Artemis, the famous playboy. I hope he changes now that he is married." I didn't respond, hence inviting silence into our midst.

I’ve never seen him before. My chest tightens… hot sharp, like I’ve swallowed broken glass. The screen blurs at the edges as I scroll down, reading how they’d “been planning this for months,” how he’s “the rock she needed after a difficult split.” Difficult split. That’s what they’re calling it? My dad spent three weeks sleeping on our old couch after she moved out. I found him there one morning, staring at a photo of her in her wedding dress, his hands shaking so bad he couldn’t pour his coffee.

So she decided to knock again. Thankfully, this time, she heard a very faint but cold come in. She twisted the door knob happily awaiting the face of her soon to be husband. She always dreamt that her husband should be an angel. Eleanor gazed at the figure in front of her and she couldn't help but gape. This is an angel indeed, She couldn't believe she was going to get married to this amazing figure. Suddenly, she was on cloud nine. Thinking of the many things they were going to do together.

Much love, xx ~~ btw, I've got a new book and it should be up today on my profiIe. It’s called FALLING FOR MY HUSBAND. It'd be nice to see you guys there. It's my first take on an arranged marriage trope and it’s a bit lighter than this one ;) thank you again

She was still between me and Bryant like an aged wall of hatred and spite. Before I could even deny that, that was the last thing I came here to do. She suddenly pushed me with full force and shoved me on my chest causing me to stagger until I fell down. I expected my husband to catch me before I will even fall something that I had made myself foolishly accustomed to because this time he didn't reach out to catch me and I fell with a thud feeling the pain shoot across my entire body but the pain of falling down was nothing compared to when I looked at his eyes and unfamiliarity was written all over them.

"Wait...one minute, isn't this the novel I was reading online? In which the story's female lead is pitted against his stepmother and sisters. Both of them hate swati and her step sister makes the boy her boyfriend whom tanya loves. but later her sister dies in a car accident and The entire blame is put on Tanya. The boy marries her to take revenge and tortures her but the girl still loves him. But later the boy starts pretending to treat her well and instil hope in her heart. But later he sells her only for the contract and in order to marry another girl, he implicates her in false allegations and gets a divorce from her. But she is unable to tolerate all this and ultimately dies. But her si

My heart was racing like a hailstorm, not just from the physical exertion but from the flood of emotions I’d been trying to suppress. What the hell have you done, Valeria? This is making it twice in a row that you have fallen in love with Reese! The realization was like a punch to the gut, knocking the air out of my lungs. I had fallen for my ex-husband again. How did I let this happen? How did I go from plotting his downfall to lying in his arms, vulnerable and exposed?