Romans & histoires Letter To An Unfaithful Husband

He grabbed a pen and started writing things I couldn't see. Then, he continued with his questions. “Are you still living with your unfaithful husband?” “No, I moved out already,” I answered seriously. Remembering my ordeal, I began telling him additional details. "My husband’s mistress shamelessly wandered around our pack and I felt insulted by her presence there. Her thick-skinned self made me feel so disgusted that I wanted to stay away from them as far as possible.” "Is that so?" Lucian stated. He stopped writing and asked another question. "I assume you two are now separated according to your statement. How long have you been separated from him? Do you have any kids with your husband?"

He shrugs, laughing And I feel like punching the humor from his expression. "What is wrong with you? I thought..." I trail off for a second and he looks at me like he's expecting a different side of me to show up. "I just thought we were good. But obviously, we aren't." I say in a hurt tone because that's how I feel, hurt. I'm not even angry or anything. I'm just hurt, disappointed is another. "I've always thought that you were busy man and that you had your reasons for most of things you did but this. What's the excuse? Even if I'm not your real wife and that everything between us is just pretend, you couldn't even have the common decency to be faithful,"

“I understand that you are upset, but please let me explain things to you: That woman and I used to be involved, but not anymore, I ended things as soon as we came back from Lerene. She came looking for me because she is having a hard time accepting that we are over, but I assure you that I haven’t been with anyone since our wedding, and I plan to keep it that way. I will never give you any reason to doubt me, you will be the only woman for me. Please do not be upset. I am not going to be that kind of husband.” I stared at him with eyes wide open. I could not believe what I had just heard. He sounded sincere but, how could I trust a man who had traded me like I was property? Once again, my f

That would never happen while I am alive. "Oh! Sorry sweetheart! He must have misunderstood my gesture for chasing him. Actually, I am here to tell him I am not interested in him and my boyfriend is waiting for me at the hotel right now. Sorry dear to interrupt you. I didn't mean to darling!" I apologized sweetly and enunciated all my words with a smile. Perfectly mask my anger, regrets, and annoyance toward him. it seems the woman is unaware of his unfaithfulness. Once unfaithful will always be unfaithful no matter what especially when the opportunity strikes them.

his return. He reluctantly sat up, clearly unwilling to converse with me as his gaze steadily lingered on the document, his eyes visibly darkening as he read it's content. Just as he was about to respond, anger and displeasure already written all over his face, I interrupted him. “I refuse to be tamed and forced into submission by a man as heartless as you, who can't even offer loyalty and affection in return for my unwavering devotion. You don't deserve me, a man as horrible as yourself doesn't even deserve the luxury of having any woman by your side. Regardless of my disappointment at the turn of events, I'll have to thank you for making me realize my mistake early into this hell hole of

Every grain of light coming from the towering structure seemed to be a memory that slowly peeked into my mind. "I have no regrets," I said. "If I had to go unto it again, I'll gladly go back and do it all over again." I chuckled with the hint of sadness in me. The situation I'm at is enough proof that I didn't see this one coming. Because if I had seen it before, maybe it wouldn’t be this painful. “I do, Gael. I did, ” I said in the vast echo of remorse, and sadness. I know I that I vowed to be his wife, but I’m afraid that vow will remain unfaithful.

“She tried to sabotage my company, and when I found out, I called off the engagement immediately.” His words hung in the air, heavy with unspoken anger. I studied his face, searching for any sign of deception, but he held my gaze firmly. “Why didn’t you tell me this before?” I asked. “Because it doesn’t matter,” he said, his tone clipped. “Delilah is my past, Emma. You are my wife. Focus on the present.” “Your wife?” I repeated bitterly. “You mean the woman you married for convenience, not love. How am I supposed to trust you when you treat me like a stranger?”

“I’m glad you didn’t go forward with the wedding. Business and marriage don’t mix.” I tilt my head to the side. “A very romantic consideration for a Prince.” “If anyone’s the romantic here, Everleigh, it’s you,” he murmurs, his eyes slipping over me again. “Breaking an engagement and raising your lover’s secret children in a cottage by the sea rather than being unfaithful?” “It wasn’t about being faithful,” I whisper, utterly serious. He raises his blue eyes again to mine. “Have you been unfaithful to him, then?”

she once again told the truth. "I already guessed that too," Tammy answered. “But I don't think you need to feel guilty about it. Your husband is also unfaithful to you, so you don't need to be faithful to him. I can’t imagine how he would react if he found out you were messing with his boyfriend behind his back.”

When I open the letter – I place my hand on to my mouth , loudly gasping as the read it. My dear princess… I have not seen you in over ten days , I feel as if I am going crazy. I can not wait to have you close to me again – I can not wait to have you all to my self. A little birdy tells me , that you refuse to be my wife – that really is disappointing to hear. Well… I have left a little gift by the garden , it will help persuade you into reconsidering marrying me Love , Your future husband