Lured By My Ex's Sister's Husband Mga Nobela at Kwento

“You think this is honesty? After all the lies? After the birthdays, holidays, family dinners, all the plans we made?” “I didn’t mean for it to go this far.” “I wrapped your damn Christmas presents by hand,” I said. I threw you a surprise party. I held you after your sister’s car accident. "Does any of that mean anything to you now?” He said nothing. I wrapped my arms around myself, suddenly cold. “How long have you known? That you wanted her back?” He hesitated. And that hesitation was the answer. “A few months.” A few months. I stared at him, the man I thought I knew. The same hands that held mine in the hospital when my mom died. Same voice that whispered "I love you in the dark." Same bo

It was such a fun moment. I was still glancing through the pictures when a notification popped up above the screen, catching my attention. Then I tapped on the news app, just out of habit. I wasn’t expecting to see what I did. But there it was. "Gold-digger CEO Wife Exposed: From Marital Scandal to Seduction Scheme." "Sources Confirm Elle Orlando Slept Her Way Into Billionaire Marriage" "Ex-Husband Speaks: 'She Betrayed Me For Power'" I froze.

Where's that little notebook about my favorite things then, like the one you have for Belle? My mother looked down, hugging herself as she sobbed, "You ungrateful wretch! I have nothing to say to you. I'll kill you if you cause any delay at your sister's wedding." My sister's husband-to-be happened to be my ex-boyfriend. "The man she's marrying happened to be my ex-boyfriend, the same one she stole from me. What were you thinking when you drugged and threw me to her creditors?" Mother was stunned, fear clouding her gaze. "How did you remember that? Why would you remember that?"

“Some sources said she deceived him into sleeping with him so she could marry him. What a worthless bitch. How can she do that to her late sister?” “The whole internet is flaring up, her picture is all up on the internet, but it isn't clear, but I know she is an ugly bitch” The two women started cursing as they continued their discussion. Everything they were saying sounded like my situation except their news. Their news wasn't correct but I married my sister's husband. Ryan's voice attracted the women and I immediately left there to the counter to pay for my groceries. Lining up to pay for my groceries, I saw myself and Ryder on the TV. My face wasn't entirely showing but it was me.

We had not talked about where we were going. He came around to my side. I had stopped waiting for him to open the door and had stopped not waiting — had arrived, somewhere in the past weeks, at the particular ease of simply being where I was when he came around, which was neither anticipating nor refusing but simply present, and he opened the door and I stepped out into the February dark and we walked toward the lit house together. "Who else is here?" I said. "My mother's sister," he said. "And her husband. They live in Westport, they come most months." A pause. "A family friend. Arthur Pemberton. He's known my father since they were at school together. He'll be pleasant."

Out of all the men in the world, the one I had hooked up with twelve hours ago was sitting across the table from me, sipping my father’s wine while discussing his engagement to my sister. Yes, My Sister! My chest tightened, and I felt my stomach drop. The fork in my hand trembled. I stole a quick glance at them. His fingers were entwined with hers, a half-smile resting on his lips. The same fingers that had left marks around my neck. The same lips that had swept across my whole body.

A familiar voice said excitedly as he ran down the staircase still talking. "You let me fuck others before they come over to your house, so why not-" He froze at the Spot, immediately he saw me and I cursed my entire existence over again. My alleged husband is my Ex's elder brother.

He wasn't joking. He wasn't saying it to make me feel good. He meant it. And as I stared at Nicholas Lancaster---my contract husband, my ex-husband's brother, and the man who'd just claimed me so thoroughly I could still feel him inside me---I realized something terrifying. I was falling for him. I had fallen for my ex-husband's brother. And there was definitely no going back from this.

MY SISTER'S HUSBAND Evelyn ; I was so nervous about going to my sister's place for the holiday. Partly because my sister can be a control freak at times. The main reason was her newly wed husband. The man was an eye candy. He had this sexual aura around him that made ladies drool over him. I was not exempted. The way he looked at me also didn’t help the situation. I can’t really tell if it’s just in my head, but he looks at me like I’m some sort of meal, ready to be devoured. It always made my body react in very shameful ways.

While I was in jail for a crime that I never committed, my bastard ex husband was having an affair with my sister and all this time I knew nothing about it. So tell me, is this the same person you want to work with ? I know Ethan took well and that bitch of a sister , both of them are in a complete disaster. The screen on the wall showed all the times their affairs started from their pictures together and their secret vacations and by the time I was done my sister's face was as pale as silk. A sharp smile caught across my lips as I looked at the two people who I had loved so much betrayed me. Don’t you think it’s going to be a long night dear ex husband” the words slipped out of my eyes as I