My Husband Hates Me But Won't Leave Mga Nobela at Kwento

I'm happy that he didn't let me go because if he doesn't stop me today I'll never return to him in the future. I already decided this in my mind. I'll leave him without making any more conversation. No matter how much I love him, how much it's going to hurt but I can't live like this where my husband's behavior feels like a stranger to me. It's changed every time and made my heart confused and stuck in one place.

I said while looking everywhere but him. He walked away from me and to my surprise he said " leave ". He don't have to tell me twice . Because I am mote desperate to leave then he thinks. I left his office as fast as I can . I entered my room and locked the doors . I curled up on the floor and started crying. All the bravery that I mustered and all the drama I showed. I want him to love me ! He is my husband but has he ever considered me his wife ? What are you doing God ? .

I questioned him. He looked at me and just smiled. I could see the tears in his eyes and I did feel emotional at that moment. I held his hand and rubbed it. "So, are you going to go back to Avyaan?" He asked me. At that time, I painfully chuckled. "I don't know, to be honest," I admitted. "Why?" He looked curious. "The only thing I hate about my married life is my husband," I sarcastically replied. "Isn't that a reason enough to leave?" He asked.

“Don't I give you enough money? Why are you thinking of leaving me all of a sudden?” “I have my own life honey, but you have always seen me as a sex partner and it hurts, divorce your husband and let's run away together, we deserve each other, forget your husband that is crazy Obsessed with his ex” “My husband treats me well” I corrected him “Yet you refuse to have his child and has never allowed him to touch you” “Stop lying, we both know you don't love that man” I sighed and laid in his arms lost in thought and I didn't know when I slept off.

Do you want to be with him instead, is that how much you hate me, I will not do it, I will not fucking divorce my husband, I fucking won't, I love him and he loves me too, you set me up, and you have no right to tell me to divorce my husband. My heart boiled with rage as I watched the chat screen display typing again Stranger: [Do I hate you? I am not sure about that; do I want him for myself? I would leave the question for now, so if you are not going to do it, then there's one option left, and that is him seeing how you fucked two men and I know he will end up spitting on you and pushing you out of his life, so I am giving you three weeks to decide on what to do, and if you don't, I will g

"Matthew, the marriage we had was nothing but a business deal. Have you ever wondered why I picked you out of all the eligible candidates and gave you 2% of my shares?" Matthew had a bad feeling about what was going to come next. He gulped and steadied his nerves. "Because I have the talent and sk—" "What? You thought you had talent?" I snickered. That was a good one. "Here's the truth. I've hated children my whole life. I hate them so much, I don't even want to have one, and I picked you for one reason only." I paused just to enjoy the color draining from Matthew's face. "And that reason is… You can never have your own children."

He said he hated me for causing her death, so he was determined to make me experience the same agony—the agony of losing a loved one forever. After that, he never came home again. The huge change in how he treated me was so overwhelming that it was suffocating. I begged. I tried to make peace. I even resorted to threats. However, no matter what tactic I used, he remained as still and cold as stagnant water, utterly unmoved. The only thing that could ever stir a ripple in him was anything related to Evelyn. I sighed as I recalled it all. I watched as Dan slowly moved through the living room. His fingers trailed over the couch, the coffee table, the dining set…

the words are out of my mouth before I can stop myself so I decide to continue anyways, “you don’t mind hurting me but him..Bastian, he won’t hurt me knowingly” “I am not your best friend” he yells, “I am your husband, you are mine. I forbid you from taking his name in front of me ever again. He and I are way too different for you to use our names in the same sentence” He finally lets go of me and starts to walk away but my next words halt him. “What’s so wrong about me, Cahir?” Frustration is evident from the tone of my voice, “what’s so bad about me that you hate me so much? Why did you marry me if you hate me this way?”

I said to him. He just shook his head. "I don't see why I need to pay attention to you. You are a crazy person and I don't have the time to deal with this. I can see the reason why your husband is leaving you for someone else. If I had to live with someone like you, I would cheat on you too!" He told me..

"It's like being separated. My mom and dad just didn't get along anymore, so he left. They're still friends, just not in love." "How's that possible? How can you stop loving someone? We've never had that problem before. I'll admit that my husband likes arguing, but I still love him. We disagree, but I wouldn't leave him. It would devastate our children."