Larkin Love Husband Novels & Stories

My hand gripping the teacup suddenly tightened. Scalding tea splashed onto the back of my hand, but I felt nothing. Cassie watched my reaction, a flash of triumphant satisfaction crossing her eyes. She said, "20 years ago, your father, Richard Lambert, was Haven City's most famous genius designer, and my father, Bobby Wynter, was just his assistant. Your father was incredibly talented and designed a revolutionary piece of jewelry called Eternal Heart that caught the Zaharan Royal Family's attention."

"You've crossed the line this time." Samantha straightened up, her aura chillingly cold. Without looking at Oliver again, she added, "Go to Alex, take a check, and get lost." As for me, I was puzzled when I saw my wife, who had always loathed me, would actually turn against her young lover of three years for my sake.

"Please, Arthur, don't do this. I don't know you. I don't love you. I’m scared. Please just let me sleep in another room. Give me time." Arthur’s face darkened. The mask of the "generous husband" vanished, replaced by a cold, hard anger. He grabbed her wrists, his grip like iron manacles. "Time?" he barked. "I am seventy years old, Mary. I don't have time. I have a legacy to secure. I didn't marry you for conversation. I married you for a son." "I'm not a machine!" she screamed, her voice cracking. "I'm a person! You can't just... you can't just take what you want!"

She barked, her chest heaving like she had just run a marathon, and I watched her. It was useless arguing that Davy had hardly a nickname. That it was a meaningless dance just for show, but she opened her mouth again, not at all through. “Do you know how embarrassing it is to see your husband so taken by another that he couldn’t even feel you?” She asked, her words gutting me. “You have said you could spot me anywhere in a crowd, yet you were so fucking blind to it, but that wasn’t even worse. It was the fact that I had to see my husband drive her home, spending hours with her, and then he comes back home, lying in your face?

With everything in place the next morning, I went live. I talked about how I paid off Hank’s debts, how we built RH’s Table together, our marriage, and his tragic passing on our wedding anniversary. By the end, I was inconsolable, my face pale. The public was touched by our love story. [It has been ten years since my first love got sick and passed away. I’m still not over it. It hurts when I think about it. I understand how she feels.]

I loved to share a bed with my husband, to feel his warmth after he left for work. “Yes I can, on second thought, I’ll move. The bed disgusts me anyway.” He said as he strode out of the room and slammed the door. His words stung, my juices didn’t seem so disgusting a year ago. A sigh escaped my lips, maybe that’s what marriages lead to anyway.

In reply she said " obviously, she'll. She must be with her husband now who love her with all of his." Jackson just hummed with her reply but deep down he also thinking because her husband didn't give nice impression to him at first when they met at party since his aggressive behavior towards his wife, the way he was talking to him or even with Emily, it's just beyond frustrating but he doesn't want to disturb her moments as they drifted into sleep with holding each other.

I could hear in his voice how forced the conversation was, his tone overly polite, but the friendly smile remained on Mrs Linders's face as she looked at her colleague. “I am perfect. It feels like it has been a long day, or is that just me? I am ready for a break, I think. I keep saying to my husband, I wonder if it is time for me to consider retiring.” She chuckled as if to herself. “How is your lovely wife doing?” wait… my heart felt like it stopped for a moment as I registered those words. Had I heard wrong? The awkward glance from Lukas told me that I hadn’t. He was married. As Mrs Linders only went on to continue confirming what I didn’t want to know. “You haven’t been married too long

Belva immediately held Elmer's hand to signal him not to reveal everything to his father. Smith was already glaring angrily at Belva, "But that was before. Now we are in the process of re-establishing a relationship that had foundered previously. And I emphasize once again, it was not Belva who betrayed Hego, but Hego's attitude that made Belva cancel her previous marriage. You have to be aware, don't be easily taken in by what your new wife says. Try to believe what your own daughter says."

As he turned to leave, Lily rushed to him and knelt before him, holding his pant trouser with heavy tears falling off her swollen face, "you are my husband, how can you do this to me? We have been married for five years and I've never made friend with any man talkless of having an affair." He yanked her hand off his trouser and said angrily, "woman!" His hard voice almost sent her shivering heart away, "don't place that dirty hands of yours on me again. The last time I touched you was thirteen months ago, how then can you claim I own the baby? Is it not logical to think that you crave for sex so much and since your husband isn't giving you, you sought for it in another man?" "Drake..." Lily