Husbands Stories Novels & Stories

I looked at the name. "Yours?" She nodded. "It looks like a court case." She turned several pages. Medical reports. Witness statements. "What happened?" I asked. She closed the binder. "My husband reached Dominion." I waited. "He married someone else. A month later, I lost my baby." My throat tightened. The pattern was becoming impossible to ignore. "I'm sorry." She slid the binder back onto the shelf. "Everyone in this room has a story like that. Some have stories they'll carry for the rest of their lives."

She walked up to a table and took a seat beside a couple in their late fifties. “I haven't seen Mr Sullivan around,” His wife said while looking around. “Richard Sullivan?” The wife nodded. “Yes, he'll be given a speech but why isn't he around yet?” “Probably he's in any of the rooms upstairs. I want to use the restroom, I'll be right back.” The husband said and pecked his wife's cheek before heading to the restroom.

"Hehhe, I'll say it too, not now but soon." "You Ken, did Trixie tell you about that?" Huh? And why should I tell hubby? Well, there's no point, why would I even bother to tell him such things. "Ahm, Trix didn't say anything about that." hubby said and looked at me as if he was asking why I didn't tell a story, I just shrugged my shoulders at him. "Oh, even if you don't tell your wife, husbands and wives should tell each other secretly. You should be honest with each other."

Sensing danger, Riya instinctively concealed herself from his line of sight, quietly listening to the conversation taking place among the men in the study room. As the voices reached her ears, Riya's world shattered into countless fragments. The very foundation upon which she had built her trust was now crumbling before her. In that room, she heard her husband and father-in-law speak words that had been hidden from her for far too long, words that no one had ever bothered to share with her. The realization hit her like a wrecking ball—her husband had loved another woman before marrying her.

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.

she says pointing at Mr kings, G mama and the man that calls himself my father. “Do you all have any idea of what it was like for me to struggle and sweat for my husband love and not get it, Only for my husband to go running to her at the snap of her finger?” She questions. “Do you all know what it felt like for me to eavesdrop on my husband’s conversation when Jayden Connor and his business wife’s marriage was announced that year?” She adds to her question. “You guys have no idea right” she questions and suddenly starts to laugh like a maniac, making us stare at her in shock.

So Ruhi cried and said to him in a low voice, "You made me someone! I will tell Mama that Shivansh made me kiss." Shivansh, who was calm till now, became tight after hearing Ruhi complaining. While persuading Ruhi, he said, "Ruhi, don't tell such things to Mama. And as for the matter, I will fulfill my responsibility. I will marry you when I grow up." However, little Ruhi, who did not even know the meaning of marriage, stammered, "What is this marriage?" When Ruhi asked, Shivansh explained to her and said, “After marriage, a boy and a girl live together like a family. Just like your mom and dad live together! So tell me, will you marry me?"

As much as was honest and possible and genuinely hers to hold. Starting with this. Her husband's voice in her kitchen in the evening, telling her about a small girl who had arrived in the world five days ago and who was, whatever else was true, part of the story now. Part of all of their stories. She listened. All the way to the end. ---

Just the colour. "My husband, Nathan, was in the army. We both met while he was on a mission, and I was a missionary then. I still am. It was love at first sight, oh God! I just loved his green eyes and his masculine physique. It didn't take us long to marry because we were crazy and stupid in love. I conceived a girl but sadly, he was never able to see her because he died in the war. And it was... " "Happily never after," Kyle completes her sentence. "I've heard that story a million times, and it sounds like a written poem every time I hear it. "

I heard Alex murmuring away, laughing, "Your wife is so cute." # . . CONTINUE Thanks to the loyal readers of my husband is gay. Your comments and ratings mean a lot to me. A little bit of information about this novel, I've actually written it on one of the Orange W. platforms and to introduce it to the outside world, I changed it to English. I hope this novel is also of interest there. Thank you again and don't forget to be happy