I Thought You Were A Time-limited Husband Novels & Stories

“Oh. Right. I thought you two were just roommates.” “You can’t do that,” I say. “Do what?” “Make me sound insane.” She snorts. “Then maybe stop saying insane things. Because what else would put that idea in your head?” “I’m losing focus in my marriage,” I snap. “I need to stay focused.” “You’re angry,” she says evenly. “And you’re barking up the wrong tree. I’m not your husband. I’m not your lover.” The words land hard. I swallow. “I’m sorry.”

The woman I was becoming simply waited. Khalid stepped inside, closing the door behind him. “I read more last night. After you went to bed.” His voice was rough. “The chapter where the husband forgets her birthday because of a merger call. That wasn’t last year, was it? That was our first anniversary.” I said nothing. The silence stretched between us like a live wire. “Jesus, Evelyn.” He dragged a hand through his hair. “Is this how you’ve seen me? For years?”

he explained, head down. "And you agreed to this lie? Actually, you agreed to this 'time' thing?" I was shocked. "I agreed to everything. She's my wife, Manu. I love her. If she has doubts, what can I do?" Rick was lost. "But is this time indefinite?" I asked, barely believing this absurdity. "Well, she didn't say how long, so I guess it's indefinite," Rick sobbed. "And meanwhile you stay here being a good husband and pretending everything's fine?" I found the situation absurd.

The kiss ended abruptly, catching Ana off guard and sending a shiver down her spine. "What was that?" Ana blurted out, her voice tinged with a mix of surprise and unease. Richard withdrew, his expression serious as he addressed her. "Since we're not divorced and we have to be in this marriage for six months, I expect you to behave like a wife," he declared, his tone leaving no room for argument. Ana's mind raced as she struggled to process his words. "Behave like a wife? What on earth are you on about?" she exclaimed, her voice rising with incredulity.

I laughed, leaning forward completely amused by her facial expression. “You're crazy.” She commented, low-enough I could barely hear. “Don't worry, I'm only crazy about you and I'm going to make a perfect husband to YOU and perfect father to OUR kids. They are only OURS when we are together, but MINE, if you decide otherwise. You have until 10 a.m tomorrow morning to respond.” I informed her casually, about to take my leave until I remembered one last thing.

I snapped at him. My gaze fell upon the clock; time was past 11 PM. “Jesus Christ!” I exclaimed in my mind, “This man is going to implicate me some day. What is his intention of visiting me at this ungodly hour?” He said, “Your husband is supposed to be with you now, but for ill fate. A few weeks ago he almost passed on. All this simply tells you that your stay in this marriage is numbered. If I were you, I would plot my way to the top of power in the Fanny Group and stop behaving like a kid.”

That her husband used to be lovers with his best friends for years. Hayden had spoken about it like it was old news but their body language and the emotions in their voice said something else… especially Beck’s. there was unfinished and unresolved business right there and she was beginning to wonder if the lack of sex and her husband’s emotional withdrawal was the only problem in her marriage. Jared and Beck.

It hit me then like a gut blow to the stomach. Right, they must've been pretty busy all night. My chest hurts even as I think this and I don't know how to get rid of this feeling. She looked back and then inches closer with a wide taunting smirk. “I told you to enjoy this marriage while it lasts, that it was only a matter of time, didn't I?” My eyes widens as I recall the message I got and had ignored from an unknown number some time last two years. “Enjoy him now, but just remember, it's only a matter of time,”

"I know it's a hard-to-swallow pill, but it's the truth. You gave me your shares when you married me. You only hold 1%. My shares trump yours by a mile. I should've had the man of the family by now!" Matthew was still relaxed. He pushed the warm food over to me. "I'm very grateful for everything you did for me, Wendy. You'll always be my wife, company or no company. "You'll have everything a wife has, as long as you stay in line and don't cause a scene, get it? Now eat while it's still hot. Don't wreck your own body." I snickered. "Pity I'm not going to stay in line." His face fell, and he returned an icy glare to me. "Then, I'll have to make a move. Really sorry about that."