I Married A Sick Husband Novels & Stories

“What the hell is going on with you and this fine-ass dude? You posted about getting married to him; I don't understand any of it. Was your phone hacked? Why are you in his mansion? Isn't he Chad’s competitor? “Slow down with the questions, Bailey, one question at a time. “Well, then say something.!” She barked, her voice filling the room and she turned around to make sure no one was watching us. “Yes, we are married.” “What? So the news was true! How is that even possible? I was with you at the hospital that day you found out about the paternity of Becky’s child and you didn't say anything. “It is a long story, Bailey, but Jace has been on his best behaviour ever since I got here. He is bar

“Complicated how?” He hesitates. “Emily. My secretary. She’s pregnant.” “How did that happen?” Ryan chuckles. “Is that a trick question?” “No. I’m asking how things progressed to that point.” Ryan rubs the back of his neck. “Julie—my wife—and I… we agreed to an open marriage. It was supposed to fix things, you know? She was distant, and I thought… maybe we needed something new. Something different. But the second I brought Emily home, Julie lost her mind. She went ballistic.”

"That's not a problem, you can leave your husband and get a divorce from him. I don't care if you are married; you belong to me and me alone." "Are you crazy?!" Charlotte busted out in anger. She used all of her energy to push Christian's hands off her. "You really expect me to leave my husband for you?" "Listen Charlotte, I know five years have passed but I still feel the same way about you. Plus, I know that the marriage between Sebastian and you is just a contract marriage. You guys never even met prior to a month before your marriage." Charlotte's heart stopped beating for a moment when she heard Christian say that her marriage was based on a contract.

"Cut the act. How pathetic are you to use such lame tricks? You want me to collect her body? Let's save that for when she's really dead. I'll definitely be there then." After all those years of marriage to Calvin, where we respected each other, all I got was his cruel curse. My tears poured uncontrollably, vanishing into the air as soon as they fell. I finally gave up on him. I guess he never really loved me after all. How would he react when he found out I was already gone? My body vanished in the blink of an eye. They combed the entire hospital, but it was nowhere to be found. Margaret was devastated, and her condition worsened quickly. She tried several times to search for me, but the ho

The worst situation she feared came true after all. Her husband....was comatose. She married not only a crippled but a comatose husband. *****

I'm afraid that if I suddenly get sick tomorrow, I won't have money for treatment. My parents both died of cancer. I'm not sure I won't get it, maybe I'm fine now, but who knows what will happen after a while? I cannot rely on the love of a rich man and believe that he will pay for my medical treatment. Many rich husbands left their wives when they found out their wives were sick, and then quickly took another woman home. Hearing the doorbell ring, I quickly smeared my face with flour and ran out of the kitchen. I still have to play the role of a crazy person.

It’s just dinner. I dial and Marina picks up after the third ring. “Hello? Angelica?” “Hi, yes. Sorry, did I call at the wrong time?” She’s silent for three seconds before she responds. “No, dear. I was just looking through my husband’s medications.” I pause, blinking at the barely visible reflection in the window. “Medications?” “Ah, right. You don’t know,” she sighs. “My husband is sick. He’s been this way for a while, and he seems to be getting better. But before I bore you with all that, are you okay?”

"I didn't choke her. She was my first wife actually. Our marriage ended because of a lie told by her best friend and she was the victim, I never knew. I got married to her best friend six years ago and I'm only just finding out that it was all a lie, a trap." "Hmm, well, I can tell you this much. Love is a disease, and once you're infected with it, it's a very rare case that the person will recover. Most of the time, the patient ends up dead. I have no idea who's the real enemy. Sometimes, I don't even know who the hell I am." His words were confusing and I shook my head. What the hell is he even saying? It was probably a mistake trying to have a proper conversation with him, seeing his ment

When I turned twenty-two, he lit up the sky with fireworks and drones, spelling out his romantic confession. Naturally, I fell head-over-heels for the man who was both domineering and tender. I really believed my fairy tale had come true. However, shortly after the wedding, Marco injured his spinal cord in a turf war, and the doctors said he’d spend the rest of his life in bed. He couldn’t accept that kind of fall from power. He became irritable and volatile, sinking into self-destructive urges and suicidal thoughts. In less than three months, he had tormented himself into a shell of who he once was.

If you can’t protect her then I’ll do the honor. I brought her to my pad when she passed out. This woman right here is always sick, she got thinner than before. She’s looking more stressed than before. Is she not happy with her marriage? Clearly she’s not. Her husband cheats on her while she’s out here lost in the winter cold. "I-I'm not pregnant." She sound so sure. I do not want to hope. I don't want to look stupid again. But I also couldn’t help but think that it was possible. I have to look for that reason, for the sake of my sanity.