Novel & Cerita My Hubby Is My Life

Mina said to Alexander in a calm voice. Alexander sighed in defeat before he replied to Mina, "Fine. But I'll hold you to keep your balance". "Sure, hubby". Mina agreed immediately since there was no point of her trying to argue with her stubborn hubby. "What a lovely couple and fine grandchildren. Ha, I just wish Mateo would just walk in here with his bride to be, and inform me that she's already pregnant with my grandbaby. That'll be a joyful day indeed for me". Deborah admitted before she walked towards the sofa, as she planned to sit on it.

I should have chosen him then. Eli's face did not change. He asked about Luca. I said Luca was kind. Luca was warm. Luca made me feel wanted. But he was not Eli. He asked about Derek. I said Derek was my husband. I would always care about him. But I was not in love with him anymore. Eli stepped back. He held the door open. I walked inside. His apartment was small. One bedroom. A couch. A bookshelf. A window facing the street. Everything was neat. Clean. Simple.

“I tried to call him to his chamber to see reason. I tried to get him to be more romantic with me, to be more open. But he has refused to touch me ever since we got married.” Claudia laughed coldly. “You are boring,” she sneered. “You are not good in bed. That is why he does not want you. Your husband, your mate is not attracted to you. That is a big shame to you. If your mate is not attracted to you, then you are the problem.”

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

"My throat went dry, like every drop of moisture had been sucked out of me in a second. “So what was I? Practice? A placeholder?” He looked away. “You were part of my life. I’m not saying you meant anything. But Sofia is my wife. I made a mistake thinking I could just move on like that.” I took a step back, then another. "My heart was racing so hard I could feel it in my ears, my fingertips, my teeth. “You said you divorced her. You told me she was out of your life.” “I said a lot of things,” he replied. I needed time. I thought I was done, but I wasn’t.”

He said, "Oh yeah, yeah, let's eat." I immediately concur. I followed him to the table on the balcony of the motel. It was nice, it was perfect, the view was wonderful I stared at him. He looked the same when I married three years ago. Right now, it just feels like a complete dream. And I knew it was from it. I loved his face. I loved his side of him. " Are you fine?" He asked me, but I wasn't listening. I just kept glaring, lost in my own world and thoughts.

I had my husband, my best friend, and the beautiful life we were building together. This was our new beginning, and I couldn’t wait to live every passionate, loving, filthy moment of it.

I let out a small moan, knowing that this is only the beginning of the pleasure he’s about to give me. “Are you ready for me?” He nips my neck. “You know I’m always ready Logan.” I lift my hips. This was the best way to celebrate the next phase of our lives. With a would-be husband that can’t get enough of me. One that loves me more than anything in the whole world and is better than any I could have asked the moon goddess to grant me. My husband. I like the sound if that.

"I want you, Arabella. Not as Ethan's wife. Not as a woman I rescued, and certainly not as some helpless victim who needs my wealth." He paused, letting the raw sincerity of his words settle into my chest. "I want you simply because you are you." I opened my mouth to speak, but no sound came out. My thoughts were a chaotic mess. "You heard what your own son said about me, didn't you?" I asked, my voice cracking slightly as the humiliation from earlier resurfaced. “We've been married for over three years... I've known him even longer than that. Yet he thinks I am worthless, boring, and incapable of evoking any real feelings in him. How am I supposed to believe you see me any differently after

Now, I had a clear atmosphere and room to work and think about what I was going to do I can’t lose my company, and at the same time, I certainly could not lose Lois. She makes the air I breathe better. She lights up the room she enters. Life has been so much better with Lois in it, and now I had to choose. Before I met her, I wasn’t really living for anything. Before I married her, my life was basically empty. The drama I experience from her basically fills my life, I think it is safe to say at this point that Lois is now the bane of my existence. Losing her would break me, and seeing her hurt would destroy me, seeing her married to someone else would end me.