My Dear Husband Novels & Stories

“Don’t hide from me, dear husband.” “Never again, wife.”

"I know that your husband went too far in doing that, but he was hurt, maybe you need to be faithful to him from now on, you guys would have nothing to worry about." "Martha, I'm not going to get involved with him again," I said. "He's more handsome than Raymond. If I wasn't married, I would have had him as my own." She said. "He isn't more handsome than Raymond," I said. "He is. Don't you love his dark hair and broad shoulders? Don't you like his bedroom eyes? His fleck stands out with his dark lashes and skin." She said. "The only thing I love is the artificial finger he wears," I said.

As the morning sun painted the room in a warm glow, I slowly opened my eyes to the gentle touch of sweet kisses on my neck, sending a delightful shiver down my spine. A wave of joy washed over me, and I couldn't help but smile, feeling utterly content. "Good morning sunshine," came Dante's soft voice, whispered lovingly into my ear. With love in my heart, I replied, "Good morning, my dear husband." "Wait, we are still married, are we?" I questioned wide eyed.

The priest announced. Andrei slowly lifted Mari's veil, the two of them stared at each other and both smiled. When Mari couldn't wait any longer for Andrei to kiss her, she pulled him closer and kissed the young man herself. Laughter and cheers erupted, Andrei's cheeks were red after that. "I'm your Wife now Honey! And I can do it now whatever I want!" Mari said, winking at her husband and biting her lip.

I looked like I was about to cry. I knew I didn't just have a crush on Joseph. It wasn't as simple as that. However, the mysterious person texted me before I could wallow in my sorrow. "Your time will be up in two days. I'll go easy on you and give you another day to get this done. Don't blame me for being harsh if you still don't make any progress." Falling for my husband's brother was enough to break me, yet this monster wanted me to lay everything out in the open. I was close to breaking down.

“Oh? Is that you, Mrs. Brooks?” The old woman asked the question from a distance while squinting at Jessica, "It's been a long time since I last saw you, but I always see your husband here. Today, I can finally see you and your husband together. You two still look good together, and it reminds me of how my husband and I used to look good together. Unfortunately, my husband flew faster than me, and I no longer have him stand by my side. That's why I'm envious when I see you two together."

My disappointment was probably written all over my face, because he held me tight and said tenderly, “I’ll try not to go overseas as much after those kids settle in. Once I start staying at home more, I’m sure we’ll have our own baby soon. Believe me.” Staring at his familiar features, I remembered how he had hugged me just like this, promising me he would come back soon… right before his flight to Switzerland. He had come back, but his heart remained in the Alps. “Alright.” I forced a smile and watched him rush away. Since the New York administrative system did not contain any records of our marriage, that meant the marriage certificate we obtained in Vegas had no effect. That saved me the

he exclaims “It’s all I want, besides waking up next to you every morning. “ “I…” I exhale heavily, “The timing is really bad.” “Why?” “Because… I don't know. It’s too soon, and the company is still so new, and…” I run my hands in my hair, almost too forcefully and Dominic wraps his arms around my wrists. “Violet, look at me. “ I do and he says. “I love you. I have loved you all my life and I am the happiest person to be your husband. You are making me twice as happy now that we will be parents. There's no better timing for this. Any moment is great timing because I want us to have kids. “

"I love you, my Little Flower, my wife" "I love you too, my Dark Prince, and from this day forth, my husband." 🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹

Kian’s deep baritone resonated in my ears. I flashed him a warm smile, locking arms with Felix. “Please pardon my manners, this is my husband, Felix…”