I Hate My Husband Mga Nobela at Kwento

If we step one foot wrong, we destroy each other. Do I want to be destroyed? I don't know… Will tomorrow be the same as what it was today or will I wake up and things be better somehow? Will the hate that I feel towards my husband go away? I have made my choice as I decide to pick up my phone…

He asked while pressing his body more on me. And at that moment my tears broke and I started crying uncontrollably. " I hate you ". I said in a wishper and then look at him . " I HATE YOU". I shouted. " I will never consider you my husband neither I will give myself to you . I am not for you and will never be !". I said angrily. He let my wrists go and placed his fingers on my chin and wishpered. " You will see and you will find yourself wrong because I will make you mine tonight."

He questioned me in a whisper. "I'm an omega." I shrugged, "So, it's not surprising." "But you're not the only omega." "Let's say I'm the unlucky one." "Even your husband?" I snapped my eyes towards him, "What?" I showed my confusion. "I mean, your ex-husband, he must have hated you, too." I chuckled bitterly, "He invented the hate, though I was hated before I got married to him, but after the marriage, everything went from bad to worse," I sniffled and gently wiped my tears away.

The realization stung, even though I saw it coming. Everyone would know. Everyone would see how much my husband hates me. And I would have to live with it under the same roof.

"I said I didn't—" Stefano's fingers dug in hard, his eyes boring straight through me as he cut me off again. "Lie to yourself all you want. I'm done listening." So that was it. I'd walked right into Isla's trap. And my husband of seven years took her word for it without a second thought. Seven years of us, just gone. I didn't fight back when he hauled me to the car. What was the point? At the hospital, Stefano marched me straight to Isla's room. Doctors crowded in.

My disappointment was probably written all over my face, because he held me tight and said tenderly, “I’ll try not to go overseas as much after those kids settle in. Once I start staying at home more, I’m sure we’ll have our own baby soon. Believe me.” Staring at his familiar features, I remembered how he had hugged me just like this, promising me he would come back soon… right before his flight to Switzerland. He had come back, but his heart remained in the Alps. “Alright.” I forced a smile and watched him rush away. Since the New York administrative system did not contain any records of our marriage, that meant the marriage certificate we obtained in Vegas had no effect. That saved me the

I made my presence known without anyone's awareness. I smirked myself watching my husband's confused and stressed face. Damn he is looking so cute in this situation. I just want to pull his cheeks and kiss him on his lips. This is the punishment for you husband for making me cry and not being with me husband. Monkey Monster. I love you but I can't hate you husband. You're the best husband. What did I just called gay? Yes you called him gay. What has gotten into you? My mind screamed at me.

His gaze now filled with tremendous rage sent fear through me as he moved forward towards me before taking a seat on the center table still facing me. “ Giselle, you willingly signed up for this marriage you now call drama! Provide enough reason why I should set you free! Ohhh or you have been able to amass enough wealth for yourself now! Why should I give you a f[u]cking divorce,Giselle?” With the thought of me being a fool and regretting for the rest of my life, I gathered the remaining courage left in me and spoke up. “Because we don’t love each other ,Julian! We’ve just been hurting ourselves!” I responded, my voice breaking from the fear i felt inside.

Just as she was about to leave, Thomas dragged her, pulling her in and using her back to slam the wall. His eyes were vicious, filled with hate, an expression she hadn't witnessed. "You think you are big now, who do you think you are, to leave me, we are getting married or else I will kill you and your father will inherit everything, your worst nightmare would come to pass," he threatened. Isa couldn't help but laugh, his blackmail wasn't even worth it. "Is that all you got dear ex?" She mocked. "You really don't know how much I hate my father and his new wife, you have been with me so much, yet you know so little, I won't like I'm a bit disappointed," She grinned, puzzling Thomas.

I said, tossing the words over my shoulder without looking back. Charles froze. “What did you say?” “I said, I want a divorce.” I turned around and looked at him. “Charles, I’ve had enough of you and your ‘good friend.’ Since your bond is so deep and loyal, I’ll leave and let you two be a pair of ill-fated lovers.” “You are crazy!” Charles rushed forward and grabbed my wrist. “You want a divorce over this? Michelle is in such a bad state; can’t you show some compassion?”