Liane V Husband Novels & Stories

The car exploded. She died on that day. Initially, Ms. Lilian doesn't have any hostile feelings or negative emotions in her heart. She could accept her death. But as she was about to say one last goodbye to her pitiful son and to her husband before disappearing for good, she found out a cruel truth. When she visited her husband to say a few words to take care of their son, she witnessed her husband having an affair with his secretary. This affair did not start a few weeks ago, it's been going on for a year.

before Lily could snap at her, Vivian quickly said the sentence, hoping the older woman would catch the hint. Vivian had only known Lily recently, and she didn't know whether the curly woman was smart enough or not. She wasn't sure if the woman would be able to cooperate with her this time, and that was why her heart pounded wildly as she waited for her to respond to her words. Glancing at the man still standing in front of her, she could see how the man raised his eyebrows in amusement, but Vivian said nothing as she finally received Lily Vester's reply. "Ah? Your husband is with you, Elen? I just realized that I still haven't had the chance to meet your husband after the wedding. I heard h

I could feel it in my bones. ~RONAN~ They’re doing dinner? When the hell did that start? They say it’s every marriage counselor’s dream to see their clients make progress. But with Lillian, my dream is a nightmare. “What was that about?” Liam’s voice snapped me back. “That,” I ground out, “was Lillian. And her husband.” Liam’s eyes nearly bulged. “She’s married?” “Yes, Liam. She’s married.” He blinked, then leaned in. “And you’re still going after her?”

"I'll do whatever you say from now on. I'll be your slave…" I stood by the bed, arms crossed, looking down at his tear-streaked face with complete indifference. "Kevin, it's too late." My lips parted, my tone steady and unyielding. "Nothing you say can change what you did." "It won't change the fact that you and your mother played me for a fool for seven years." "We're getting a divorce." "There is no room for negotiation." Lily, who had been standing in the corner, suddenly rushed forward, wailing and begging.

His tone was stern as he asked, "How could you treat Lucas like this, Fiona? How big an issue could it be that you want a divorce? Have you already forgotten what your mother taught you about being good to your husband?" As soon as his words fell, realization dawned on me. I never imagined Lucas would stoop this low just to stay married to me. He actually dragged both our parents in to talk me out of it. Still, I was curious what excuse Lucas had fed them to get them to advocate for him. Leon and Evelyn piped up after my dad. Both of them were teachers, so they spoke gently rather than harshly. "Fiona, you and Lucas are married. No marriage survives without communication. You've been married

I said, and he held my hand and kissed it again. "You're my life, Aubrey." . . . "Don't go away, Lianna. You should help Lianna make your little tent." Then they nodded and went ahead to run to the space that Leion's dad gave them to make their cousins a mini tent. "You are there to help your older brother fix the tent!" Complaint: Leion's okay when he hugs me to the side and I try to hide the bitterness that is trying to get into my system. "Yes, but first I need a hug and a kiss from my lovely wife." Deion nodded as his wife stabbed him and laughed so hard.

"I'm not his wife. You'll need to contact his family." There was a pause. Then the voice dropped, confused. "His phone lists you as 'Wife.'" *** Two months later, Lionel handed me a death certificate. "Peter's gone." My hand froze. The fork hit the plate with a sharp clink. Something twisted in my chest—hard to name it. Lionel sat next to me, laced his fingers through mine, and started fidgeting with them. Then he told me everything. After Peter went back to Rivera, he unraveled. Hooked up with anyone who looked his way—except Cindy.

“You didn’t text me back. Thank you for the help. My hand is all healed now!” I want to rip her acrylic nails out one by one. “I was busy,” Ian says coolly. Lian’s eyes dart to me, full of fake surprise, like she just noticed I’m standing right here. “Sloane! You came too.” She fake smiles and tries to reach for me, but my glare tells her to keep her hands to herself. “I’m his wife. If you're here, do you think I wouldn't be?” I ask through clenched teeth, forcing my lips into a polite smile.

Helen had done her investigation thoroughly enough to know that Liam was Gwyneth's legally married husband, and their marriage was a loving one. Was he the reason why Gwyneth refused to admit that she was Nikii? Because she did not want him to know that she was Niki? Helen was pensive but could not come up with any other reason aside from Liam. On the other hand, Gwyneth was fidgeting endlessly even as they sat together in the car, worried that Liam would suddenly ask questions she could not answer. Fortunately, he appeared neutral and was not curious, only asking after her. He did not even ask why she would rather watch the livestream instead of attending the press conference.

Bryant assumed, trying to change the way Luciana was thinking. She was still pricked with doubt after what he told her. Richard had been like that. Anything she was near, it was either he left or didn't talk to her at all. Luciana thought he might be mad with her. However, that wasn't the case, he wasn't mad. “What's that?” She asked out of curiosity. ”I told him Charlene is getting married the day after tomorrow.” Her eyes popped up in shock. “What!”