Her Husbands Other Life Novels & Stories

“Even if I save you from them now, they’d never give up. We need something permanent.” “Well then, what can you do to help me?” I asked nervously. “I can help you, Rara,” Alessandro said bluntly. “But only if you promise to help me in return.” I inhaled sharply. “I will…but I can’t be involved—” “You are already involved, Rara, whether you like it or not. Do you know who your husbands are?” “They’re not my husbands!” I said sharply. “You haven’t slept with them?” Hearing the sharp intake of my breath, he said, “That’s what I thought. I’m sure they wasted no time taking exactly what they wanted from you, just like they took your family away. Just like they are taking dozens of lives away.”

Kendra shakes her head, “I would be out on the first insult.” “Then your only parent would be dead,” I reply bitterly. “If your dad ever found out that your husband openly sleeps with other woman and calls you a whore, he wouldn’t be happy. He might disown you for it,” Kendra replies. “At least he can see his grandchildren grow up,” I tell her. Kendra lets out a sigh. “When are you going to start caring about your happiness?” When I don’t answer, Kendra says, “I’m going to make you so hot, Max will want a real marriage with you.”

She pointed at me and yelled, “You’re insane! Did you really think you could fool us? Anyone can fake a marriage certificate. “You’re claiming to be Tris’ wife, aren’t you? Every man here is very close to him. Does a single one of them recognize you?” Following her words, the man closest to me spoke first. His tone dripped with contempt. “She’s right. We were all at their wedding!” “Someone find the video and show this delusional woman the truth!” I stared at the wedding video playing on the phone held in front of me. My mind went completely blank for an instant.

Liora’s POV. I could still hear Camille’s laughter ringing in my ears as the tears rolled down my cheeks, slipping into the crack of my lips and filling my mouth with that salty taste as I stared aimlessly at the dark clouds that had gathered in the sky. My husband had just kissed another woman right in front of me without even a glance in my direction and drove off with her without a word. Was this really going to be my life? Camille and Helena had already scarred me enough, was marriage not supposed to be my happily ever after?

and repeated the words slower this time, like she needed me to really hear it. “You’ve taken my husband,” she said. “He left us. Me and our daughter. Said he didn’t want this life anymore. Said he had someone new. Someone… better.” My mouth went dry. “Who.... Who's your husband?” The word came out hoarse, barely audible over the low wind moving through the trees. She wiped her nose with the back of her hand. “Davis Rossi.” The name hit like a slap I didn’t see coming. My heart forgot how to beat for a full second then slammed back so hard I felt it in my teeth.

“Those two years when your legs were paralyzed—yes, I wasn’t by your side. But why? Because I was out finding a cure for you! “I went into the hottest deserts, battling sandstorms and blistering heat to find the plants needed for extracting those medicinal compounds. My team and I were nearly swallowed by quicksand. We faced storms that almost killed us. But I never backed down because I wanted you healed. I wanted the research to succeed more than anyone else. “And what about you? While I was risking my life for you, what were you up to? You were sleeping with my cousin. You hid it from me for two years! And you even used ‘business trips’ as an excuse to marry her in America!

I was accompanying my mother-in-law to our family-owned hospital for a follow-up appointment. She had developed a lifelong gynecological condition from complications during my wife's birth. A muscular man passed by, recoiled in disgust, and shuffled to the other side of the aisle before shouting for a nurse. "What kind of hospital is this? You just let any filthy person sit in the waiting area? This old hag reeks. Is nobody going to do anything about it?" The nurse hurried over and recognized my mother-in-law. She held up her hands. "Sir, this patient is here for a scheduled follow-up. We can't turn her away." The man lost it. "What part of that don't you understand? Take this old hag

Her voice shook as she spoke to hundreds of thousands of viewers. "My husband and I grew up together. My dad died saving his life. That woman has no shame! She tried to seduce my husband…" I lifted my gaze and looked at Miles, steady and cold. He fumbled and shut the stream off, guilt written all over his face. "She's making things up. You have to trust me." I gave a short, dismissive laugh and picked up my phone, dialing. "Hello, I'd like to file a report for defamation…"

“Only heard of his ex wife, he once had a wife and that was a past.” She shrugged apathetically. “Fortunately I'm still the only one he loves.” “Maybe?” “Tell me, did he pay you to pretend to be his wife? I know Richard would do anything to have me back, just tell me the truth darling. I promise I'm not going to tell a soul.” Charlene stifled the urge to laugh. She noticed that Henrietta was trying not to break down but her voice was about to fail her. “Pay me? That's ludicrous.”

She pulled me as she walks and came in her cousin’s direction, I didn’t expect that she will take it seriously. “Hi, ladies!” She greeted them, we both witnessed how their eyes rolls and ignore her as if she did not exist. I don’t get and can’t find a reason why are they acting this way to my wife but now it seems like I can understand it a bit. “I don’t want to meddle in your life, girls but my husband is concerned to all of your condition so he…” she glance at me and continue, “wants to recommend someone to all of you.” All of them looks at her questionably before turning to me.