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There is a faint tightening in his jaw when he says it, and I can't tell whether it is the idea of him being the father of my future child, or the fact that I've gotten married to him without ever having known anything about him besides his name and status. “I may be your husband now,” he says, his voice rigid, “but if I wasn’t already clear before, I do not want you. So don’t expect anything romantic from me. Do not expect any love, or loyalty. Do not expect a partner from me.” I keep my face still despite how each word stings. He is simply setting terms, as if outlining another clause from the contract. I should have expected this. He didn't want this marriage either... but there is no rea

♡SUHA POV♡ finally my love is back in my life oh god my prince is so sweet I wish to stay like this forever with him when I woke up I seen a charming face beside me it's my prince I kissed his forehead and went for bath really my prince is a pervert iam not even unable to walk because of this my pervert husband I know he loves me but these days his love became more painful after bath I went to prepare breakfast while preparing breakfast my prince hugged me and rested his chin on my shoulder by saying "good morning wifey"

“Can't remember me? Did you have an amnesia? Tss, let me bring your memories back. “ His lips violently devoured mine. Damn, that kiss felt like I really was married. But why was I letting that man violate me? My husband would be furious! I struggled until he finally let go of my lips. Shit. Was my husband too worthless that he didn’t even find me for five months? Was he looking for me? I cried. @DEATH WISH Thank you for supporting my Novel! You may also read my complete Novel, (hmmm... while waiting for an update) Title: TAMING THE DANGEROUS CEO Thank you so much! Want to hear your review! THANKS A LOT! (By the way: If you can understand tagalog, I have so lot of Tagalog Novel for you to re

I couldn't even remember my own name . How would I remember that he is my husband . The person standing beside him handed me a document . I looked at the marriage certificate . I checked the papers vigorously . My eyes bugged . It says me and he are married . We got married for a month before my accident . My lips quivered and shut down . I don't know what to say . He really is my husband? . But why don't I see those longingness and love in his Grey orbs that a husband should behold for his wife . In what condition we got married ? .

She nodded quickly. Joon Wong jerked Haneul in front of their father who was sitting on the armchair while Crossing his arms against his chest. "I-I am ready to get married." She stuttered nervously. Her father smirked in amusement before leaning forward. "Good, now go and sleep. Tomorrow will be an exhausting day for you." Joon Wong said, making her gulp before running off. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

He lowered his head, clearly conflicted. I kept up the act and huffed. "If you don't love me anymore and won't let me touch you, then fine. Let's just end things and go our separate ways." I stood up like I meant to leave, and just as expected, he grabbed my hand. When I turned around, Kaelen was blushing and stammering. "I-I don't hate you. I'm just..." "What is it?" "I'm pregnant." I blinked, eyes going wide. "What?"

Anyway, she felt nothing could possibly go wrong with her bearing that name from now on. Whenever he thought of that name, he would think only of her. He would even believe that he had gotten her name tattooed on him, that would definitely make him love her more. She smiled at that thought. “And you’re Manuel, my husband. You got hit by a truck while coming back from work last week.” She’d have to get used to calling him that. He blinked. Fiona couldn’t tell if he had any more questions. He had an unreadable look on his face.

I took another deep breath, forcing myself to stay strong. “You can do it, Elle,” I whispered. “He’s your husband, and you love him. You won’t give up on him.” I smiled, even if it felt a little forced. This marriage was one hell of a fight. My husband was one hell of a beast—and a heartbreaker. But I was one hell of a fighter. And I would never back down. Never. I would fight for this marriage no matter what.

Someone who was ready to marry me just because some bad guy was marrying me, even after all that shit happened and he suffered because of my mistakes. God, I just don’t wanna hurt him anymore. I hope this marriage results in his happiness. ------- Author’s Note Hey guys. Follow me on I*******m due to six major benefits: Important announcements, so you don’t have to wait when you know that what is going on right now. You can join the discord group by the link in my bio of I*******m account to connect with other readers that share similar interests. I conduct poles and you can ask from my older readers: your opinion matters.

Tears blurred my vision “Answer me!” Marcel roared, his grip on my wrist turning painful. The words tore out of me before I could stop them, each one stabbing deep into my own chest. “I’m married, okay? I’m married to Aiden. I’ve been his wife… for over three years now.” I could barely breathe, let alone look at him while I said them. And the moment they left my lips, he froze. Completely. Like his body had just turned to stone. Slowly, his eyes dropped....not to me, not to my face, but to my hand.