Novel & Cerita My Husband Hides His Beauty

When he says that he wishes he met me first, my heart almost explodes with ecstasy, and when he says he loves me, I couldn't breathe, if only it was true. 'Well, it's not like he likes me like that, he's probably just being friendly, plus I am his brother wife and I am hideous, or am I not'-I think as I stare down at my reflection in the mirror ' How could anyone consider this beautiful, my face is hideous, my scar is ugly'- I tell myself, before remembering his words. " Your husband married you because he loves you and because you are beautiful, just like I said you are" I recall, and a broad smile creeps its way to my face.

My husband loves me… he just doesn’t want the world to see. But why must he hide it? His family despises me, treating me as less than human. Still, I married Damian, not them. I can endure their hatred as long as he loves me. Yet tonight, he holds another woman’s hand. Perhaps the one his mother always dreamed for him. I clutch my chest, closing my eyes briefly as I breathe. I should stop thinking nonsense or I’ll ruin today’s celebration. “Just smile like you always do,” I mutter, curling a wide smile on my lips.

Valerie laughed and shoved her playfully “Everyone says he’s so handsome but he’s the most disgusting. Oh, you should see how sweaty he gets when he’s done playing basketball” Color rose to her face as she remembered their encounter in the kitchen. If she could, she would watch him all day and she won’t get tired of him. It was more than just his physical looks, it was the way he handled situations, he protected and provided for her. “I strongly disagree. My husband is the most handsome” They laughed again. Jeanine could almost believe the words that came out of her mouth, she couldn’t tell if she was just acting or if she was saying how she actually felt.

"Of course. My wife is a beautiful person, intelligent." "Just calm down. The most handsome man in my eyes, only my Remus, my mate...my husband. My husband is a handsome person, even just wearing short shorts he has the maximum handsomeness, especially if he wears a shirt or formal suit, oh yeah, the damage is done... if my husband is wearing sunglasses. It's like being on a date with a famous Hollywood actor." Remus laughed in satisfaction. "I have a wife who can make me happy like this."

“I just don’t understand. Does he always talk to you like that? Is that why you’ve been in an invisible marriage all this time?” Madelyn had always thought Fatima was invisible in her marriage, unseen by her husband. But Fatima had never seen it that way. To her, Nicholas had been a good husband, a good father. He worked a lot, yes, but he always tried to make time for her and the kids. That was all she’d focused on. “I don’t know how you two are going to get along,” Fatima said lightly, trying to deflect, “since you’re marrying his cousin.”

It's a silent rule cause I don't want them to feel awkward having fans. 'What are you saying? I would love to help, especially if it's a fan of mine. It's like giving back to you for all the support and inspiration you gave me.' what's with this heartfelt statement? I keep my heart beating faster and make myself comfortable at his back. He smelled so good. He opened the door to his apartment. "I'm back." All the conversation started in Hangul but I understand it anyway. "Oh honey, welcome back. Who's that?" I finally see his mystery wife. He never discloses her to the public. She was so pretty in her straight black hair. She probably also just came back from the kitchen with the apron she wa

There are two slices of toast too. I’m not used to being taken care of yet alone by David. I had a crush on my husband. I pat my cheeks when he isn’t looking to calm the heat in my cheeks. I was blushing because David and I’ve never been like a normal married couple. Yet alone in front of our daughter. His sister getting married must have changed David or something that happened while he was deployed.

And she — this impossible, infuriating woman — looks like she's having the time of her life. Something shifts in her expression then. The teasing softens just slightly at the edges, and she turns to face him fully, and when she smiles this time it's different. Warmer. Realer. "Okay, okay." She holds up both hands, surrendering. "Now — now — my husband is the absolute best. The greatest. The most ridiculously handsome man I have ever seen in my entire life. Liam Hart, I swear, even when you're furious you look like you belong on a billboard. I love you. I love you so much. You are devastatingly, unfairly, aggressively good-looking and I am so lucky—"

I'd stupidly thought that this was a secret account he'd created for our baby, thinking that he didn't know how to express it to me extrinsically. But now, I knew that I had been a fool all along. I swiftly contacted a moving company. When we got married, I single-handedly replaced all the old, rotting furniture in our run-down apartment. Levi's friends had teased him in the past when they learned about it. "Say, Lev! I didn't know that you married a rich country girl! Your wife must be loaded!" "Make sure she's not pretending to be rich! Otherwise, you're going to be saddled with debt when the bills arrive!"

I don't know why, but I sank back and hid from her gaze my chest thumping loudly. I didn't imagine it but she smiled at me, as if she knew I was there the whole time and smiled a bloody red smile that almost made my blood cold. She was icy cold. She would really fit Nik, they will make beautiful I've cold babies. Even I could acknowledge the truth in that. I bent there in shame, waiting for them to leave and when they finally did, I sighed. it was a mixture of shame, and a reminder that it was someone just like that woman that my husband had being hiding from me all these while