Married Woman Love Another Man Novels & Stories

“I want to hate him. He’s cruel and impossible and he makes me feel like I’m losing myself.” “But?” “But when I thought he might die…” My chest crumpled around the truth I’d been too afraid to say. “…I wanted to die too.” Her thumb traced a tear off my cheek. “That sounds a lot like love, baby.” I buried my face in her blanket, trying not to sob loud enough for the nurses to hear. “It’s not supposed to be like this, we are supposed to be married on paper only. He is in love with another woman, a womba more his type and status not a waitress,” I choked out. “It’s not supposed to hurt this much.”

"What exactly is my offence, tell me? What have I done to you? As a responsible and good wife, I loved you, care for you and respected you a lot and yet, I didn't get what I was supposed to get from you in return and now the new plan you've come up with is to get married? To that woman? Never! I will never allow that I'm promising you this. For as long as I'm still your wife, you will never marry that woman." "Look, you can show as many drama as you want but what I will do, I will surely do it. For goodness sake! I can't just understand what your problem is really is.... Already, you have known that I don't like you at all. I'm only in love with some other woman and... I've never considered

Keerthi welcomed the intimacy with her husband,her hand moving gently in Vikram's hair, acutely aware of her husband inside her. She felt overwhelmed with all the love she felt for her husband. "I Love You." Vikram smiled lifting his head up from his wife's chest,placing a kiss on her moist breast, licking through the valley of her breasts,"I Love You too." Keerthi winced when her husband pulled away,her insides throbbing in pain. She felt full as long as her husband was inside her,so when her husband pulled away,she felt weirdly empty. She blushed when she saw her husband discard the used condom.

I asked, looking a bit tensed up and suspicious as my instincts gave me weird feelings "calm down, I know you didn't have a chance to really know everything about me but now that we are married, you will get first-hand information about everything. I once got a woman pregnant but refused to marry her when I found out she was already in love with another man, she cheated on me though but I was a man about it.

Let’s give us a chance. “Roshini, please don’t say this. It was too late. I am a married man.” Arjun said, leaving her hand but she held the hand again and said,”I know you are married man but it was forced marriage. You don’t love her, it was me whom you loved for so many years. I was your love, your first love. Tell me, do you love Aadhya?”

I want to go back; I do but how would I know he won’t go back to her? He told me himself that he loves her, how am I supposed to feel about my husband loving another woman? He says that I am enough and that he loves me too. But how am I enough if he is in love with another woman? One that he claims had some qualities he loves in a woman. Qualities that he says I don’t possess; I love my husband’s honesty but sometimes I hate it when he is too honest.

I whispered, well aware the wall has ears. She laughed, throwing her head back. “It was just a harmless kiss, and I thought you were interested.” “Interested?” I scoffed. “I have a wife, Nancy, a beautiful one whom I loved fiercely. You have cost me my marriage, and I will never forgive you.” She gasped, slapping her hands to her mouth. “I had no idea you were married. You have never mentioned anything before, so I thought you were interested and you were only trying to play hard to get because of work.” She explained, and everything Anna had said came to mind.

Could that possibly be his wife? > I’ve seen him several times with a woman, but that’s definitely not the lady. > He was forced into that marriage. He’s always loved someone else. > So that means the girl in the picture is his true love? >Some women are so shameless—forcing a man who doesn’t love them just because their family has money. I feel sorry for the lady in the picture. She had to sneak around with her own man because some green tea bitch took him away. >Let’s not rush to judge. Adrian doesn’t seem like someone who can be forced into marriage.

Who the hell does she think she is? A sharp pain crept up inside me, and my face drained of color. Five years ago, when Juliet was at her lowest, I married her without hesitation. I burned every one of my contacts to pull her company back from the grave. Back then, every night, she held me close and whispered that I was her forever lover. But things changed. The person she kept in her heart changed. Bit by bit, she forgot everything I had done for her. She expected me to stay gentle, forgiving, and even excuse the sympathy she couldn't help giving Wilson.

Do you know what my biggest wish used to be? Nancy shook her head. "My biggest wish was to marry you," I revealed. I continued calmly, "In the end, I did marry you like I wished, but it turned out that married life with you wasn't as joyful as I thought. So now I have a new wish—to divorce you and live freely. "Nancy, didn't you say you were going to make my wish come true?" Of course, Nancy didn't want to make that wish come true. She asked me over and over why I wanted a divorce. I'd always forgiven her before, so why was I suddenly so set on leaving her?