Her Husbands Other Life Novels & Stories

And when they all gave birth, it is as if another version of Nigerian Kardashians reincarnated. Life started getting better, vibrant colours shining every where except for Jiddah's marriage when she started catching feelings for her husband. It is not hard falling for Mika'il's caring side but a turn off when you find out who he really is. She braced both his flaws and perfection knowing that is what a wife is supposed to. When he is with little Bushra, he is someone else entirely while to her they just became friends. It didn't make it less easy, he cared for her a lot too.

“Word on the street is that her husband got killed in France, shot in the head by the opposition, and now she’s back in Algreen Cove to scrap up whatever left over pieces she could find still crawling about in her husband’s estate, word is everything has been seized by the government and she’s poor now” “Oh that’s ugly” I chirped in, I was a delightful gossip but the only thing stopping me from gearing into my full potential was the crowd in my head. Where is my husband? I couldn’t breathe, I needed him right by my side to stop the chaos that was brewing in my head.

The reputation they all knew him for was not who she knew. “ a man who can barely stand the presence of another lady aside from that of his wife, a man who has never been seen with another woman despite the rumors circulating of him having a multitude of women. Clair we all know someone is tarnishing his image but if you must know my husband only has eyes for me… something we can't say about your marriage” Clair raised her hands but it's held amidst the air. Emilia felt herself wrapped in the embrace of a familiar scent. She looked up to the eyes of her husband. Mark roughly pushed his wife to the floor.

Grace could no longer stand it as she watched my mother and Theodore disappear up the stairway in succession. "This is too much! Those who are clueless about their plan might think Ms. Sabrina is Mr. Cloud's wife instead of you! Ms. Isabella, you must not feign ignorance with them. At this point, you must firmly hold onto your spot as the rightful Mrs. Cloud!" As I listened to her, I smiled faintly. Then, I remarked in an extremely soft voice, "Honestly, I find men who've been with other women... tainted. Besides, it's just the title of Mrs. Cloud. What's there to care about?"

“You’re not alone. You never were. But if you keep pretending, you’ll drown before anyone can reach you.” Celina swallowed hard. For the first time in weeks, she felt something crack. “No, I did,” her father cut in, stepping forward. His voice was harder, older, filled with barely contained anger. “We heard from your cousin. Word’s spreading. This man you married—he has another wife? Another life?” Celina finally turned to face them, her eyes red but defiant. “I didn’t know.” “That’s not the point!” her father snapped, the sharp crack of his palm hitting the dining table reverberating through the room like a gunshot. The plates rattled, and so did Celina’s resolve.

All I knew, with a desperate certainty, was that I wanted my husband back. "But how can you say that? You didn't see him. He has another woman, a mistress! He has been having her all these years. They have a child. She is pregnant. They're expecting another baby!" "I understand what you're saying, dear," my mother-in-law said calmly. "I need you to relax. I know it's all-new, and you're still in denial, but that is the reality of things. It is true; Ryan does have another woman, a mistress. They do have a child together. They are expecting another child. But you are forgetting that you're the wife."

Everyone's mouths dropped open, eyes wide in shock. Some of the smart KOLs quickly zoomed in on the marriage certificate on the ground. "Hey, guys, here's the plot twist!" "Take a look, this is the real mistress!" As soon as she said that, she aimed the camera directly at Shannon's face. Shannon, still in shock, hadn't recovered yet and quickly raised her hands to block her face. "Stop filming me!" Other parents in the crowd started murmuring, "So we misunderstood?" "Who wouldn't? It's too outrageous! Who would abandon their wife and daughter in public, just to cozy up to the mistress and her son?"

Because just the thought of catching a glimpse of her, watching her move through her day, brushing her daughter’s hair or holding her son’s hand, it brought something back to life in me. Something dangerous. Something hopeful. But then, the update that landed yesterday stopped me cold. Her “husband,” the man she had supposedly moved on with, doesn’t even live in the same city. Not just a different house. A different zip code entirely. And that fact, it pulled at something inside me. What kind of marriage is that? What sort of life was she building? Was it real, or just a facade to keep me away? The thought made me sit upright for hours last night, staring at my ceiling with a storm churning

Alex leans forward and asks in a firm tone, “You’ve been married twice, just like Olivia. Can you tell us more about that?” Henry doesn’t flinch at the question. Instead, he takes a deep breath before speaking up. “Yes, I’ve been married twice. My first wife was a wonderful woman, but she passed away from cancer. After some time, I remarried—not for love, but to help a woman in need. She had been in an abusive relationship and had a young son. Tragically, she also passed away a few years ago due to illness. I have two sons—one is my biological son, and the other is my stepson. We’re close, and I’ve done my best to support them.”

“Here’s another interesting finding. Victoria got an abortion at a private clinic sometime during her marriage to Daniel.” I could not help but laugh out loud. They had ruined my life and killed my innocent baby for their selfish greed and glory. They did not deserve to be happy. I slowly ripped the photograph to shreds, the plan in my mind falling into place. It was time to let them know how it felt to lose everything!