Husband's Lover の小説・ストーリー

I couldn't help but laugh. So, this was his so-called true love. They had not even been married that long and were already fighting each other. Who knew how long this love of his would last? Today, it was one slap. What about tomorrow? The day after? I was actually looking forward to it. When Regina came by later, she brought along a bottle of red wine. "Try this. It's this year's new product from the vineyard." We sat on the sofa and sipped on wine while going through financial reports. I had never felt better. Leaving that trash of a man behind, I lived every day in style and confidence. It was so much better than being a bitter, resentful wife at home.

Too practiced. Then he said it. “She’s not just a friend, Nadine . Sofia is my wife. My real wife.” My jaw clenched before my brain caught up. “What?” “She’s my real wife,” he said again. “You… you were just… filling in." A substitute, I guess.” I waited for him to laugh. For Sofia to roll her eyes and say we’re messing with you. But nothing. No punchline. No wink. No twist. Just silence. And that’s when I realized. I was the only one laughing.

"You've crossed the line this time." Samantha straightened up, her aura chillingly cold. Without looking at Oliver again, she added, "Go to Alex, take a check, and get lost." As for me, I was puzzled when I saw my wife, who had always loathed me, would actually turn against her young lover of three years for my sake.

Is this what makes her happy in the start? Stacy sighed, darting her eyes on the ground. The guilt rose inside her. Stacy clutched the hem of her slack in her lap, and she hissed. Zach continued, “It’s better if I had to call the marriage off. It’s much better if she stayed on another man than me.” Zach couldn’t feel the love anymore. There was something missing in it. She was the light of his life, but why did he feel like it’s not anymore? Zach must have fell out of love.

"And I'll find a way." I blinked and stood up straighter, shaking my head. "That isn't possible, you have to give up on me, I'm off the market now." I walked away, but not before noticing the hurt expression flitting across Xavier's features. I didn't know what to do or say, deciding to be more miserable,I walked back outside. "What took you so long?" My husband asked immediately . He sounded irritated and annoyed.

She said bitterly, "He's just a husband in name. Nothing more." Recalling the melodramatic novels she had read before, Quincy asked curiously, "Then, is the woman on the court today his lover?" "They were university classmates. They're deeply in love." Jennifer smiled bitterly as she continued, "Maybe that woman was right. The one who isn't loved is the third wheel." Quincy felt that there was too much information to comprehend. She needed a moment to digest. She tentatively asked, "What are you going to do? You're still so young, and you're already enduring him having a lover outside. And that woman was so arrogant. How dare she behave so intimately with him in front of you?"

My heels clicked in the dark room as I approached the hooded silhouette of a man waiting for me. I stepped into the light, a smile on my face. "Did you miss me?" The man, my old lover stepped forward, a huge grin on his face. "Hell yeah, I fucking did. I was bored and tired of pretending to be someone I'm not." "I have good news," He continued, his voice dripping with triumph. "She trusts me. She has no idea. And her husband is a fool. He’s so focused on me that he doesn't even see what's right in front of him."

This is how our affair begins. Yes, we became regular lovers, four to five times a week, I come to find him to till my basement. And he does it perfectly. I no longer feel alone, I am happy and I don't care whether my husband is there or not. All that matters to me right now is my insatiable handsome lover. He fulfills me like no one else, not even my husband. I found love in his arms, and he loves me too. It wasn't easy at first, but we understand each other very well.