Mertuaku Suami Ku Novels & Stories

“I loved you when I was too proud to admit it. I loved you when I pushed you away. I loved you when you walked out. I never stopped.” Her tears began slipping down silently. “You were never a convenience to me,” he continued. “You were my wife. The mother of my child. The only woman who ever challenged me, who ever saw through my arrogance.” He gave a faint, pained smile. “You think I don’t remember the way you used to wait for me to come home? Or the way you’d fall asleep on the couch because you didn’t want to eat dinner alone?” Her lips trembled harder now. “I remember everything,” he said. “And I ruined it.”

I’m not about to make him my punching bag. He doesn’t move right away, and just when I think I might have to push past him, he finally pulls out his phone and dials. Fucking Aleksei answers. I laugh. Not because it’s funny, but because if I don’t laugh, I’ll start screaming and throwing shit. So he won’t pick my calls? I nod to myself. That’s what he thinks of me. That I just nag. That whatever I have to say doesn’t matter. This marriage is just over one week old and already, I can feel it, I’m not wanted.

I had thought marrying him would mean a happy life, but on the very first day, he was already using his status as my husband to control and humiliate me. I refused to let him trample over me. "That's nonsense!" I shouted back. "You're abusing your authority to humiliate me. If you really do it, I'll call the cops right away!" My words infuriated him. In the next second, his hand struck my face with a force so violent it sent me crashing against the wall. My head spun, my vision blurred, and I slid weakly to the floor.

My husband, Jaxon Murray, was a renowned medical expert and owned a big company. He was participating in a clinical drug trial when someone tampered with his medication. Under the influence, he ended up entangled with an intern—ninety-nine times, right there on the lab table. When he regained clarity, he rushed home, locked himself in the bathroom, and submerged himself in the tub without food or water as he waited for me to return from work. "Lauren," he said, "my medication was switched during the trial. I made a terrible mistake. But I paid her off and had her dismissed. She'll never appear before me again." I wept miserably, clutching my belly that had once again failed to carry life.

"Emma, don't you think it's a little late to start treating Max well?" "I didn't—" I started, but his cold expression told me I might as well stop talking. Whatever I said, he wouldn't believe it. So I kept quiet. "Never mind. I'll go." I left the study. Max peeked from Kurt's neck and glanced at me. Seeing Max act so intimate and natural with Kurt made my heart ache. I was married with a husband and son, and yet my husband didn't love me; he wanted a divorce. Even my son clung to his father.

After being married for over ten years, my husband suddenly changed. He started saying he needed to chase true love, that since I’m not his Mate, he couldn’t stay with me and our daughter anymore. But what’s ironic is, he forgot that before we got married, he was just an orphan my father took in. Without me, he'd be nothing. { Sky } Every day I wake up, I feel blessed. I never get out of bed without expressing my gratitude to the highest power, the Moon Goddess, for giving me such a blessed life.

"Who are you?" Jessica muttered carelessly as her husband dragged her body away from the restaurant and towards the restaurant parking area. Tyler followed behind them, but he didn't say anything and just acted like an obedient puppy following its master. "I'm asking you, dude! Can't you hear meeeeee?” Once again, Jessica muttered the question while the previous question was still unanswered, and her last question even sounded impatient as she dragged out the last words she said. Her eyes were open, but she didn't seem to recognize her husband because of the influence of alcohol.

I shake the thought. I received a text from Ji-Ha. "Hey how about we go to a bar? ( ╹▽╹ )" "Hmmm, will your husband be ok?" "He will not be mad unless he doesn't know right. I'm kidding hahaha I already told him I will help you to find a boyfriend." "You are such a bad girl. Also, I don't need a boyfriend. I am fine on my own. And I have high standards of who I should date hehehe" I can't tell her because of her husband my taste for men is so exquisite.

I raised my head, glared at the man, who is now legally my husband. "I should have disapproved of this marriage," I replied, feeling insulted by the look in my husband's eyes. I have only known a man named Raka Albert for one month, a man who is for some reason I like him even though I only hear his breath. He grabbed my arm roughly. "You see your parents? They smiled happily to see me marrying you, without them knowing that you will only be my shadow wife," said Raka firmly.

he tried to assure me while I knelt on the ground covering my face . " It's all my fault , it's all my fault I am not a good husband" I cried as overwhelming pain erupted in my chest . " Saad " he tried to make me look at him. " This is not the time to get weak, you have to save your wife , you . Cannot.get weak " he encouraged me in a determined tone . I nodded at him wiping my face " you are right , Meerab needs me I won't let anything happen to her " Third person p.o.v