Love And War 2 Ugly Husband Novels & Stories

It had only been two nights, but already the place felt less like a hideout and more like a slow, sprawling trap. His phone had two bars, barely. Still, when it rang, he answered before the second buzz. Harlow. “Took you long enough.” Her voice cut sharp. “Took you long enough to almost ruin your life.” “I thought we were past that.” “We’re not past anything, Riven. Your dick is still trending.” He leaned back against the wooden post, lips tugging into a smirk. “So it’s true what they say. Bad press is still press.” “This isn’t press. It’s war.”

"Didn't want to." He sat beside me. "What are you thinking?" "I'm thinking about my mother. About whether she'd be proud." "She'd be more than proud. She'd be in awe." I leaned into him. "I love you, Adam Thorne." "I love you too, Eliza Sterling." We sat in the garden, watching the stars, and let the peace settle around us. The war wasn't over. But for the first time, I believed we'd win

She wet her lips and kept reading: “I know I failed you. I was a bad husband. I treated you terribly and humiliated you. Maybe it’s bold of me to expect anything from you, but I regret my stupidity and my awful behavior. I messed up with you in every possible way. To me, you’re the most special person I’ve ever known—a strong woman who fought and overcame, a kind woman who has made up for all her past mistakes. I love you in a way I’ll never love anyone else.” Those words pierced her with a warm kind of pain. By then, tears were already streaming down her cheeks. She stifled a sob, bit her lower lip, and kept reading: “I love you, and I want to be with you—if that’s what you want too. Give m

no" you only wished the hell issue was real, I was there and instead of hell or heaven, here I am, planning and training people for a more deadly war from Laalu Ogirioko. What i have to say to you now is that, you should do what you want, it does not matter if what you are about to do is wright or wrong, there is no punishment for wrong nor rewards for wright, except for the record of men, and one day both the record and the owner of the record will be no more existed, we are all just Luke a dream told, and our days no matter how long shall pass away, the love and lovers, the hate and haters, the blame and blamers, and lastly the just and the justified, life is a corn role farm run it will a

He is about to respond, but I don't let him, “Because if you are, then you have nothing to worry about, Ty. You'll always be a part of my life.” “Do you promise?” He asks, and I nod, laughing at his cute insecurities. “Yes, I do. I'm about to go to war with my supposed husband. I'll need all the strength I can get, and it won't be coming from me.” “Well, it will turn ugly for sure.” He jokes along and we both laugh, but my heart is pounding so hard I'm shocked it's still in my chest. I don't know how to face the upcoming storm. Or how to even begin.

I stiffened in a laughter because he certainly didn't know what his wife was capable of, neither did he know that his wife had someone who kept fucking her, I would like to look in his face when he found that out. The horror, the rage, the fact that he had been lied to all of his life, I wanted to see all of those. " You should believe whatever it is that you want to, I don't care. We will be going into a war if you insist on getting your men out of the dungeon, it would be impossible to make that happen though, because before you make a move, my men will tear yours to pieces and I will have them returned to you in shreds, I know you wouldn't be able to recognize them"

I swallowed hard. "Of course. Even without you asking, I would ha..." "In the eyes of the law and all our business partners, she is still your wife!" she shouted. "The world must see that Frederick Liam Smith is a broken man due to the loss of the wife he loved. You will stand there, and you will apologize to the world for the shameful way you behaved during your marriage, and you will make a generous donation in the name of Matilda Brown. Do not destroy what I spent decades building because of your stupidity!"

"But I think my heart remembers how it feels." Liam went completely quiet, his gaze lingering on my face. I nudged his shoulder with mine playfuly. "Look at us here. We were so cute." "We were annoying." "We were adorable, Lee." "You were a menace." "You're still annoying," I giggled, nudging him again. He nudged me back, a faint, genuine smile gracing his lips. "So are you." I laughed, and he looked down at me—not as a husband burdened by a broken marriage, not as a stranger guarding a painful past, but simply as Lee.

Ivandor was going up and down the beach when she saw a very familiar figure walking angrily towards the water. He couldn't hear what she was saying but he knew she was definitely cursing someone out so he watched the scene unfold with admiration. Zoya kept stomping her legs like a little child that was deprived of ice cream, "Stupid, pompous, arrogant and proud. And he dares to call me his girlfriend? I'd rather date a frog! Such a low IQ dumb ass, is that whom they expect me to marry? That? Over my dead body! Nonsense!" She kept cursing as she got to the edge of the water.

"Oh, son, you're here too." "Hi," Adam greeted, and I gave him a stern look. "So, Mrs. Evangelista, you know Mr. Zhymian?" Miss Aragon asked. "Well, of course! He is my daughter's husband," my Mom said, and then another person entered. I exchanged glances with Adam as they greeted each other; it was Adam's mom. This life is so annoying. Why does it always seem like it's punishing me? "SORRY, Miss Aragon. You know how today's youth can be passionate, especially these two who are newlyweds," I heard Adam's mom say, and they laughed as if this wasn't a big problem they handed me.