I Love You My Husband Novels & Stories

He stroked her cheek, then her hair, pushing it gently off her forehead. “I love you,” he whispered. “I’ve hurt you,” she replied quietly. “I love you still.” “I’m scarred and imperfect and broken…” “I love you. Broken or whole.” When Tan’s face went down to her face again, Elaine finally wrapped her arms around her husband’s neck. She closed her eyes when she felt his hot lips on her lips. This was what it felt to be back in his arms again. Pure bliss. The scars on her body from the wounds of her dark past would certainly remain smooth and beautiful in Tan’s touch and eyes.

“You don't have to be ashamed, we're married. My sister's just jealous. You know, single..I love you, wife.” “I love you too, hubby…” ********

No respite could be found from the relentless tears that streamed down her face, a reflection of the overwhelming pain that consumed her. The man she had called her husband, the one she had invested her love and loyalty in, stood revealed as a cold-blooded murderer and a consummate liar. The realization struck her like a thunderbolt, intensifying the ache in her heart. It became painfully evident that his affections were merely a facade, a charade performed under duress. Riya, in her naivety, had failed to see the truth behind his empty promises and hollow declarations. She was nothing more than an obligation, a pawn in a twisted game, and her husband's actions had rendered their marriage de

"Sorry sir, I don't want anyone to misunderstand," "Misunderstand? I'm single, just calm down. " "Yes, you are single, but I already have a husband!"

I'm glad nobody knows that we seek to make each other suffer. After setting the table, I called in the minister and my husband. "I can see now that you guys are in a springtime of love." The minister's wife said. "What's the springtime of love?" The minister asked. "It's a season when couples can't stop pouring out their love." She answered. "Venessa told me about it." Martin held my hand. I wanted to push his hand away but I smiled at the minister and his wife. "Venessa, what do you like most in your husband?" The minister's wife asked.

Mari asked Andrei when they were sitting in the hall again. "Maybe the other day, I want you for a few days!" Andrei replied with a wink. Mari immediately bit her lip, she had been teasing Andrei for a while. Andrei always stopped her because they were not married yet. "I like what you said, my husband!" Mari's eyes were still blinking. Andrei laughed at that. "What's so funny?" Mari asked hesitantly. "Nothing! It's just that, you are really cute and it cannot be irresistible. That's why I'm deeply in love with you!" Andrei was serious.

His presence brought back the light in my life that had long since faded. “I've always loved you, my husband,” I said before our lips came together in a deep kiss.

Chloe, sensing his relief, hugged him tightly, whispering in his ear, “We’re okay, Leo. We’re stronger than this.” He nodded, pulling her even closer. "Thank you," he murmured. "For being everything I need." Who wouldve imagined a toughman out there was lovey dovey with his wife in their bedroom. Better still shows his vulnerable side to his wife. Hugging her husband, she remembered how they met Three years ago

His fingers trailed over the couch, the coffee table, the dining set… Finally, he stopped at our wedding portrait. In the photo, I was beaming like a fool. His gaze was fixed on me. His eyes were so gentle. He had looked at me like that once. He suddenly collapsed to his knees. Clutching my pajamas to his chest, he buried his face in the fabric and sobbed until he could barely catch his breath. His voice was a wreck. “Emma, I did love you.” My heart jolted.

“I’m done. With your lies. Your arrogance. This entire joke of a marriage.” I stepped back, meeting his eyes one last time. “Whether you accept it or not, my marriage to you is over. I'll send the divorce papers to you. Sign them quietly and free me from this sham.”