Novel & Cerita Ff Hurt Marriage Life Kekerasan

I got home and sank onto the living room couch, still too wired to settle down. Mom and Dad read it on my face and came over, worried. I took a deep breath and told them, "Mom, Dad, I'm married." The room went dead quiet. Mom's eyes went wide, like she couldn't believe what she was hearing. "What did you just say? Sylvie, you got married? You just got divorced!" "It's part of my revenge plan. It's just a deal. If it doesn't work, we can end the marriage anytime," I said, then explained the whole thing.

“If you care about him at all, you won’t add to his stress right now. A setback would be… unfortunate.” A faint smile touched her lips. “And if something does happen? Don’t say I didn’t warn you.” Tanya turned slowly. “Are you threatening me?” Vivian gave a soft laugh. “Threatening? No. I’m simply explaining the consequences. Refuse this marriage, and you won’t be seeing your father again.” She glanced at her watch. “You have three days. Use them wisely.” Then she walked away, heels striking the marble floor in steady, unhurried rhythm.

"And even if they had tried, it wouldn't have mattered. Liam Sterling couldn't have legally married you last June. Or ever." "Why?" I whispered. The word felt like a shard of glass lodged in my throat. "Your husband, well, Mr. Sterling's already married to someone else." Miller turned his computer monitor around. The blue light of the screen blinded me for a second. When my vision cleared, I saw a database record. It was Liam's name. And right next to his name, under the heading Spouse, wasn't my name. It was a name I knew better than my own. Sophia Cruz, his manager.

Then, he started pacing while muttering to himself suspiciously, "Could it be that you really are cheating on me like they said?" I couldn't help but retort, "I'm not like you, able to get it on with anybody—" A slap cut off the rest of my words before Simon turned his face away. I could see the pain and conflict in his eyes. I didn't bother arguing with him further. It was only understandable for his emotions to be unstable after hearing my words. Nonetheless, I couldn't stand being married to him any longer. His family didn't respect me, and he didn't love me either. There was no reason for me to cling to this marriage.

“Guys, hit follow. I’m the crazy fan girl from yesterday who’s obsessed with Mr. Gibson. I really was trying to ruin Sweetheart’s relationship. Mr. Gibson is handsome and rich. Who wouldn’t want him? Follow me and I’ll do a little dance for you guys.” My friends saw the videos too and started sending me links to every gossip account smearing me. They tried to defend me on their own accounts and even posted proof that I was legally married to him. I thought that would finally end it, but Sweetheart doubled down. She went live again with her most rabid fans, claiming the proof of my marriage was fake. She even brought on a photo-editing blogger to “prove” I had doctored everything. She kept re

I asked, my eyes welling up with tears. My husband is verbally and physically abusive to me. In public, I put on a happy face, but at home, I cry. I was never happy when I married my childhood friend, actor Jake Peterson. I gradually fell in love with him despite not knowing his true behavior. Reality sets in when we marry. Every day, his rage over something will be directed at me. I've been blamed for everything and hurt for everything... I've come to feel like a doll whose actions are determined by who pulls the strings. Do I still have the right to speak and move?

She thanked Cassie and started to drink the refreshing juice, watching the children jumping into the water. “ But now that I bet on the marriage, knowing that it wouldn't be a bed of roses.” began Kelly again. “ I always knew that there is no such thing as a perfect marriage. In every relationship there are ups and downs, aren't there? In relationships between siblings, parents and children, neighbours, friends. We don't always think like the others and this generates discussion, gee, it's so normal, because we are human. I entered my marriage very happy, you know, Cassia, but with an open mind that, if anything happens, an altered voice, a derogatory word, an angry slap here or there, I wo

“She was raped and tortured not once or twice but uncountable times. Not by one or two men. No, she was raped, day and night by four men. And I watched it every day for ninety days. She was bloody innocent. Never hurt even a single soul in her life. She was made to go through that hell only because she was my wife. Your bastard father made her go through that hell only because he can’t hurt me so he hurt my innocent wife.” “Just like you are doing right now.” Shweta scoffed making him clenching his fists. She further continued taunting him even more, “You could not hurt my father so you are hurting me, just like you said my father did to your wife. It’s not like I believe you but still the c

"Well that's a little late now, don't you think? I was forced. Forced to marry you! I am young, beautiful, I was in love with someone, and now? Now I am married to you. Look at you. You’re pathetic and ugly. Look at you then look at me! How could you possibly think we can make each other happy?" Spencer wanted to hurt him. The man took away her life. Her love. Her family. Everything. She deliberately spoke the harsh words. She wanted her husband to feel pain. Like she felt pain too. The hurt showed in Kristof's eyes. "I will leave you now. Sleep. It was a busy day for both of us." Her husband left the room. It took Spencer by surprise that Kristof wouldn't sleep in the same room. She felt re

After that, she got up to leave. Just then, the doctor spoke again. She sounded a little angry as she said, "How could your husband have allowed you to be on birth control for such a long time? Doesn't he know how harmful it is to a woman's body? "Honestly, what a horrible man! If you ask me, it's perfectly normal for you not to want to have this child. Men only care about feeling good; they don't care about how their wives are affected. What's the point of keeping him around?"