Larkin Love Husband Novels & Stories

"It's my wife's birthday today. Of course, my son and I had to come back to celebrate with her. In my world, she's my absolute top priority." David lifted the gift bag he was holding and waved it excitedly. "Look, Mommy. Daddy and I got you presents! We'll be home soon!" The reporters tried to ask more, but Kieran said he was short on time and refused further questions. He slipped away, leaving only his retreating figure on camera. The reporters sighed, envy on their faces. "Mr. Lowe's devotion to his wife has never changed. Ten years later, he's still as deeply in love as he was on day one. What an incredible husband."

"Yes I am Jake," Jake said summoning courage as he knew about who Lincoln was. "I know that you should have known that there is a planned marriage between me and Veronica," Lincoln said. "Yes, I do," Jake said. "So, I hope you understand where that places you, as her playboy and I have her husband, so I just hope you will learn your place," Lincoln said. "So I need you to stop seeing her," Lincoln said. "I can't because we are deeply in love with each other," Jake said.

Now he was visiting his granddaughter and was giving her his grandfatherly love as she loved him the most. Carla had noticed that her husband was happier, but she didn't suspect anything. Marck and his daughter's life had become very stable, he had the opportunity to have very close a pretty girl with whom he seemed to have fallen in love, his friends were celebrating until they heard from his own mouth to say. "I'm sorry Loretta, but I can't share your feelings, I loved only one woman and I still love her, I'm sorry don't insist".

“You’ve given that man three years of your light, Evelyn. Let Paris be the place you remember who you were before him.” Before Khalid. Before the whirlwind romance at the Met Gala, before I’d quietly closed my design studio to become the wife who understood his late nights and global ambitions. Before Natasha returned and I became furniture in my own marriage. I looked across the studio to the small desk where my laptop sat. The manuscript file was open. *The Husband I Once Loved*. The title still made my stomach clench. Khalid had read the first seventy pages last night. The confrontation that followed had been brutal—his hurt, my exhaustion, the way his voice cracked when he asked if I rea

"I have a beautiful son." "And a beautiful wife," Kevin finished for him with a smile. "Yeah, it’s just that things with her aren’t great. How do you and Laura make it work? You’ve been together for as long as we have, and you two seem more in love every day. Is it because you weren’t married before?" "Stop talking nonsense! I feel even closer to Laura since we got married. It’s different because we’ve only been living together for a month, and we don’t have a kid. But it’s not marriage that ruins relationships—it’s the people in them."

"Liam, you're coming back to Robertson Manor tonight. I've lined up several excellent matches for you." Lara Larkin stepped out from the hall, her gaze lingering on Jacklyn before she added, pointedly, "Women who are actually your equal." Liam's face hardened. His voice turned cold. "Mom, I've told you—stay out of my marriage." Lara's expression tightened, her eyes flashing with resentment as she turned a sharp glare on Jacklyn. "Stay out of it? You've already wasted five years. Are you really planning to throw away even more?"

“What?” “Sebastian knows. I asked him not to tell anyone. Even Lena’s in the dark. She’s still healing—I didn’t want to burden her yet.” Just the sound of that girl’s name made my stomach turn. “My husband and I… we lost the spark. The love. The want to even try. We stayed for the kids, but we’ve been strangers for years.” “I’m… I’m sorry, Mrs. Lancaster.” “No. Don’t be. The divorce is freedom. It’s peace. But I look at you and Sebastian, and I see what I wish I had. Real love. Messy, fiery, maddening love.”

By the hands of her husband. Liam learnt an important lesson that day which was: that stupid emotion can turn a strong man into a fool, he decided then, that he would never love anyone. Ryan laughed hearing Liam. Liam was not fooled by his father's joyous laughter, he could see that the man was still not over it. His wife still lives in his mind rent-free even after eighteen years of her death. Why else would he not have married another woman? Simple, he couldn't give her place to anyone else.

One day we will have a misunderstanding and you will pull the trigger on me and before you realise what you are doing, you would have committed a murder. I demanded sex from you the last time and you locked up. I was supposed to be angry with you but I didn't. You saw me with an intern student and concluded I was seeing someone else. Is that how shallow your love is? You dumb someone today and the next day, you are pursuing someone else? You sent me messages and next insult me calling me a whore. Isn't that too much for a man you claim you had loved in the past? I am afraid we may not be getting married after all. I can't get married to a woman who is too temperamental like you. You don't wa

She bluffed with so much confidence, and that almost made me throw up. “You? Who do you think you are, Sharon?” I chuckled. She furrowed her brows trying to process my words. “I am married to Lucian Houston, whose name never missed the chance to be on the Television, news, and magazines everyday. One of the richest men in the country is my husband, not any ordinary man, Lucian Houston!”