Julie Bragg Husband Novels & Stories

If he were a married man with a son, I obviously wouldn’t be interested. Julietta Castellanos was anything but a home-wrecker. I didn’t need a man in my life. “Who’s interested?” It took a toll on my nerves to keep my gaze from wandering over to Dominic Sylvester. With him still glaring at me, I wanted to disappear from the scene. What had I ever done to him? We walked down the aisle and took our positions at the altar with Brynne. I tried my best to ignore him. Where the hell was his wife? Couldn’t she tame her as*hole husband?

he said slowly dragging out the syllables HUSBAND. Charles felt like he has been struck by lightening. Impossible! Julia is married? When? And how and why did she marry this devlish looking man? Rugger watched as charles face changed colour. "Why are you looking so confused and dissapointed? Interested in my wife?" He asked moving around the seat Charles was tied.

Her voice was still weak, and her words slurred, which only made me more desperate. "It’s okay, Jane. I think I’m the one he should be pointing that gun at. After all, I’m her husband. I’m the biggest obstacle keeping you two from being together," Daon stated. I could see Bobby’s eyes filling with more and more hatred and adrenaline. I didn’t know what Daon’s plan was, but at least he was doing something. All I could do was cry and tremble as everything unfolded before my eyes. "She married me and promised to love me forever. She made love to me every night, and she completely forgot about you!" Daon said with a smirk.

After that day, I walked into my lawyer’s office trying to appear calm. The smell of leather and old paper did little to ease the turmoil inside me. As I signed each document with trembling hands, pretending I wasn’t breaking, my tears fell but I quickly wiped them away, hoping no one would notice. This was it. This was my first real step in cutting ties with Victor Ravencroft, my husband of three years, the man who destroyed everything I cared about along with my sister’s betrayal.

Until Maggie severed the connection by yelling her name. He let out a sigh as he watched them move farther away from them. “You fancy her?” “Maggie? She's your wife, bro.” Jules said, playing dumb. Jeremy chuckled. “You sneaky b*st*rd, you know who I'm talking about.” Jules gave a half-shrug, but he didn't answer the question, though he knew who his brother had been talking about.

For her. “Thanks,” Julia said, forcing a smile so fake I wanted to pull her away from all this and remind her who she really was. She wasn’t doing anything wrong—that dick of a husband was the one who messed up, who gave another man the chance to step in. Mrs. Whitfield gave a tight, cruel smile. Her husband nodded like a prop, and they walked off—already whispering about us before they even reached the door. Julia stared at the floor like she wanted it to crack open and swallow her whole.

“And she’s married?” “Yes. Her husband, Rhett, and her have two kids. Brax is four and Farrah is two.” I miss my niece and nephew, but I do see them often. Thank goodness for private jets. I notice Julia’s face lights up at the mention of children. “That’s so amazing!” she gushes. “I bet they’re adorable.” “They are,” I assure her. She gets quiet, and I consider not asking my next question, but I do anyway. “Do you want children, Julia?” We’ve sort of discussed this, but I want to know what she thinks now that she is concentrating on my niece and nephew.

He laughed. “You must be actually deluded to think of someone like this as a husband. A man who can't repair your kitchen taps or even fulfil your wildest desire in bed. I bet you're only with him because of his money, you must have thought you won the jackpot,” Jake laughed loudly like a maniac. “A man is not worth by only his physical strength, but you wouldn't know that because of how shallow minded your brain is,” she spat back.

Briggs pleading stared at Emma, she knew it was not her place to question her husband's decision in front of someone who had hurt him so badly before, so she held back her tongue and averted her gaze from his. “Mr. Lyle, can you please excuse us?” Mr. Briggs asked, turning towards the physician and indicating with his head that he wanted to speak to his son privately. With a nod, Mr. Lyle stood from his seat and left the room, shutting the door behind him, and after a brief moment of silence, Mr. Briggs said, “The only thing I have ever given Austin and Jason share in is the company. Everything else is still in my name; the properties, cars, and lands are all mine...”

“Listen, Cruz, this is a bad plan. I am telling you, ninety percent of women who walk away from their husbands end up going back. Have you forgotten what your ex-wife did to you?” Julian’s face is dark with embarrassment. He stands up and looks at me, his eyes begging me to understand. “Bianca, I am so sorry. Can you please wait in the hallway for just one minute?” He points toward a corridor nearby. I nod, holding back my own discomfort as I walk to the hall. I can still hear the low, angry sounds of their argument behind me. It is crazy, but until this moment, I knew nothing about Julian. I never asked about his life, his past. I was so busy thinking about Brandon and his affair. Now I lea