Kairi Sane Husband Novels & Stories

She often invited me over to their place. I fell completely for Calvin, who was charming and a total gentleman. He felt sorry for me, an orphan who'd been through so much, and was drawn to my kind and understanding nature. Eventually, my feelings won him over, and we got married. His career was taking off at the time, so we didn't have a wedding. After we married, he took me to a meadow and slid a ring onto my finger, his eyes full of tenderness. "Clare, I'll take care of you for life, cherish you, and love only you," he said.

I was going to walk up there and bitch-slap Jade and maybe my husband, and then I would dump his sorry ass for even thinking of it. “I will take it, you are Hale’s wife.” The smooth baritone cut off, and my head snapped to him. “What?” “You are married to Dr. Hale.” He repeated slowly, like he would to a child, and my lips curled in annoyance. “How did you know?” I asked, eyeing him, and he stared pointedly at the ring. “I mean, that is pretty obvious, and so is the fact you have been staring daggers at him.” “Leave me alone, please.” I barked, my patience stretched too thin to care. My eyes returned to the dance floor, but they were nowhere to be found, and panic set in.

"Open up! You have the guts to do bad things but don't have the guts to open the door?! "Look, everyone! This is the animal living in unit 2801! He harassed my daughter who just turned twenty! What a scumbag! "If you won’t come out, I’ll kill myself at your door!" The noise was giving me a headache. I put down the hot towel I was holding and looked at my husband, Chris Gomez, who was lying on the physiotherapy bed and hooked up to a breathing machine. Though he could not speak, his eyes were full of worry. He seemed to have heard the commotion outside and was trying hard to turn his head.

He said as if to remind her. "I'm sorry my staff probably wasn't able to locate where to send the invites, they probably didn't think you'll be interested to go. My apologies." She said. "No problem." He replied but his gaze is lock with the man on her side who holds her protectively. " Honey this is Mr. Harvey, Robert Harvey that is., a friend of mother. Mr Harvey this is my husband Tristan Hewitt." The two man lock eyes on each other. One a little bit older, another two decades younger but both have strong personality. Both are successful in their chosen field, both are good looking that are being chased and desired by women.

Trying to control his anger for the sake of his company and the secret he smiled with his lips stretched in a weird angle. "I am Qian Meirong, the future Mrs. Han. Who can know a husband better than his wife? I must say that my husband is a completely normal man and all those news going around is absolutely fake." While mentioning that her husband is a completely normal man Meirong even blushed and lowered her head shyly giving an impression of sharing something unmentionable. Han Shaoyi smirked looking at Meirong's fabulous acting. Even Father Han and Father Qian were amazed. If they would not have known that Meirong was covering up, they would also have believed her without an ounce of dou

I teased and laughed softly. "Tsk, you're ugly!" "You know you're crazy Trix, even a child you beat." Ken said shaking his head. It's so annoying because he already knows that Ken is my husband and then what else is he saying and he's even asking me when Ken and I are going to break up huh! you child, we won't be separated, nothing can separate us even if it's fate, we'll die first! If you want someone like Ken *shake*shake* then I can tell you that there is no one like him because my hubby is alone. Ken Fernandez is the only one in the world! You're just unlucky because I was the one before him bleee!

"I checked your shift—no night duty. Can you clock out? Just picked up some fresh Boston lobster. Gonna cook it for you tonight." The second his lips touched me, my skin crawled. I hadn't eaten since lunch, but now my stomach twisted and my chest felt tight. I stood, brushed him off, voice tight. "Wait outside." As I shrugged off my lab coat, Emma, the new intern, sipped her milk tea and muttered, "Dr. Zander, your husband treats you so well. I hope I find someone like that someday." I paused, then turned. "Don't count on it. Rely on yourself. Love and guys? Just bonus points in life."

asked Kai hopefully. Anjani smirked creepy, "Poor Nisya, her want with my husband until her pride falls." Anjani said then laughed disparagingly. "It's crazy, man. He covers up problems like this from me. Am I not that important in his life." sneered Anjani. If Anjani remembers, Arsya's character has not changed, always closes himself. From the time they were dating until the relationship between the two of them was legally husband and wife, the problem that came was getting worse because the boy never wanted to share stories and complained to Anjani.

“Shit, that’s rough. He told you he’s married?” “No,” I spat, “His wife did. Hana, at some fancy rooftop, waving his phone and calling me a ‘detour.’ So yeah, I hate him. Happy now?” He leaned back, exhaling, his fingers drumming the table. “Damn, I didn’t know it went down like that. Kaito’s… complicated, but yeah, he’s married. Its just for business though. Though it doesn’t excuse lying.” I laughed bitterly, my heart aching.

Lady Akira said. "Thank you very much," I said with tears swelling up in my eyes. "No don't cry, you've cried enough," she said. As we were eating, a man in his late sixties came in. He was handsome, and I immediately guessed it was her husband, Amun, looks just like him. "Kaidaira, this is my husband, Anwar, my love this is the girl I told you about last night," she said. I stood up and bowed my head as a sign of respect.