Mencintai Suami Kakak Novels & Stories

he said briefly. "Bro, since we are kids, you Dark, and I are already together and you shouldn't give malice to what you saw, you know that I treat your wife like a sister and I don't like her. And one more thing I still haven't hit my best friend's wife, "he said with a laugh.

At dahil magka-sosyo ang mga magulang nila sa negosyo at idagdag ang pagdadalang-tao ni Mama, hindi na nakatakas si Papa. And seeing Axl here, standing at his wife’s house reminds me of my father. Paano pag ikinasal kami ni Axl? Parang history repeat itself lang? Mahal na mahal ni Mama si Papa, pero may mahal itong iba. Nasasaktan ako para kay Axl na nito ko lang nakilala. Samantalang ngayon ko lang napagtanto na masakit pala kay Papa ang makulong sa taong hindi na niya mahal na matagal ko nang nakakasama.

After all, I am his fake wife, while my twin sister was his real wife. "Babe," Jace crossed the boundary to meet me, and he hugged me by my waist and said, "I know that you don't like seeing Mandy here. But she is my childhood friend, and I don't want her to get suicidal or think that I disliked her." "It's fine. You don't have to explain to me. I am not jealous if you choose to live with her," I told Jace as I wanted to have my evening bath. "Why aren't you jealous? Am I not your husband?" Jace asked me, hugging my waist from behind once more, and I sighed.

He pulled his hairs in frustration and wiped his tears and gave me a look which I never saw in his eyes before- hate. I felt like everything in me shattered as I felt being stabbed. "I love you... And you only.." I said between the sobs. He looked at me for a second and narrowed his eyes at me. For a second, I thought he'd hit me but he slammed his hands on the wall. “It’s not about love… it’s about you living under the same roof of the person you loved all your childhood.” He growled, losing his patience with my constant sobs. But what can I say, I would be disheartened too if I come to know my husband used to love my sister. It is an extremely hard thing to accept.

She wasn’t used to seeing her husband in such a light state. — What is it? she asked, feigning an interest she didn’t entirely feel. — Nathan, my twin brother, is finally coming back! His enthusiasm was palpable. It was as if he was becoming a teenager again just by saying that name. — He returned after spending years traveling abroad. I haven’t seen him in a while, and he has changed a lot. Léa squinted, trying to gather her memories. Nathan. That name floated in her mind like an old, blurry photo, never really seen. She knew he was Thomas's twin, but their paths had never crossed.

I really, truly liked my brother’s wife. And i know I’m about to be so fucked for that.

"Yup, you can't blame me, I mean you guys are not real siblings but you were always together and were always defending each other," He answered. "Hold on we defend each other? You were jealous of us? Where is this coming from honey?" Susan asked her husband. "For one I never said I was jealous, and also I thought that way until I met your other siblings and it dawned on me then that it wasn't just the both of you, even your other siblings too. y'all stand up for each other and are always ready to throw everything in for one another, making everyone else jealous."

Not the kind of family the mafia has but a bunch of friends that are considered family. Above all, I had a husband who loves me more than I do myself. THE END.

“Good evening, “ I say and pull a chair without waiting for them to invite me. My father looks perplexed at me but smiles. Right now, I feel nothing but resentment towards him. I know he’s always loved Dominic the most. Maybe more than mother, even. Perhaps the only person he dislikes more than me is Max, but Max is a different universe of how much you can hate someone. Max simply doesn’t fit in. Too bad he was born into this family. And has a father like Philip, who constantly chooses Dominic over everyone else. And Dad sits right over here smiling as if he didn't betray me like an idiot.

I said. He smiled, “Why are you being considerate? It feels like you are having pity on me, and I don't like it. I am entitled to talk about it when I want or not, okay?" I nodded. He suddenly became rude, and I understand that it's coming from the anger he is having remembering his wife. He must have loved her so much to even have a child with him. I wish not to experience this kind of love. Daniel dealt with me because I was blinded by my love, and I made a promise to myself never to allow it to repeat itself.