My Husband Is A Pervert Novels & Stories

“But, how is it that you were married to her all these years and didn’t even know what she liked to eat? That’s pretty pathetic for a husband…” “Ex-husband,” Adam corrected with a smirk. “What about you?” I snapped, glaring at Arlington. “Your pathetic pining for my wife from a distance, for years, has clearly gotten you nowhere. Talk about pathetic…” Arlington froze for a moment before smiling politely. “Not so distant, I admit.” “You are not the father of my child,” I replied, stepping aside for a nurse who had come down the corridor. “And neither are you, Adam.” “You’re sure of that?” Adam asked, crossing his arms. “How many times have you slept with Alice over the years? A dozen? Less?”

Could he just shut up at times? He gave me a self-righteous expression like he had done nothing wrong. "There is nothing wrong with me being a pervert with my wife, after all, you are the bigger pervert here." He retorted. I wanted to argue but I knew nothing good would come from arguing with him. "Besides, how can I stop talking about just a day as memorable as the day we got married. It is a tale to tell our future children." He added. God please give me the strength to handle this man. "If you keep on acting like this I might die from pure annoyance or just straight up run away."

My husband, Kellerman White, kissed him back as they touched their dicks too, and I was shocked to stupor that of all things, my husband is gay, or will I say he is bisexual, as my purse fell off my hand and hit the floor hard. They stopped what they were doing for a second and tried to check who was spying on them.

she muttered. GEORGINA "Guess who I saw today?" I asked my husband. "Go straight to the point or keep shut," he said, uninterested. I eyed him unpleasantly. In the eyes of the world, my husband and I were the perfect combination anyone could ask for, but in reality, we were nothing related to that. Roland, my husband is a chronic womanizer but poses as a passionate church leader. I, on the other hand, occasionally hook up with younger guys to satisfy my sexual needs, since Roland barely touches me and prefers other women. Even Leilani didn't know about this.

“That’s your solution?” “Evelyn, don’t be ungrateful.” He frowned. “We’ve been together for ten years. I don’t want to be too ruthless with you.” Ten years? I laughed bitterly to myself. In that decade, I had endured countless sleepless nights for him. I had been hospitalized multiple times from overwork. Through it all, he never truly cared. “Do you remember my first stomach hemorrhage?” I asked. He froze for a moment. “What?” “I collapsed in the studio. It was an intern who called the ambulance. Where were you?”

The Perfect Husband #57 In Rivercity,Helena shook her head looking at her husband. “Why would he go to that man?” “That man is his father.” “That man is the devil himself!” “Helly-“ “No! Adrian should know better than that. He shouldn’t want anything to do with that man and his million kids.” “If he could forgive you, why shouldn’t he try and work things out with his father?” “Because that man is the reason for me leaving! Adrian witnessed the abuse I endured because of that man. Every single day!” Her voice shook. “He can’t have us both.”

I chuckled coldly and replied, "Even if I have lost my mind, I was driven to it by you two adulterers. Anna, are you so eager to have me thrown out because you're feeling guilty?" Hearing this, she just stared at me for a long moment before suddenly letting out a light laugh. Then, she took the microphone from the emcee and spoke loudly to the audience below the stage. "I'm sorry, everyone, this is my husband. He has developed a severe case of delusional disorder due to the thesis plagiarism incident. Mr. Tanner is aware of his condition, which is why he was suspended and sent home to rest." Mr. Tanner immediately chimed in, "That's right. I've seen Mr. Huffman's medical records. It's clear

“I hope you don’t mind me saying this, but Sir Gabriel talks about you a lot. Actually, other employees here always says how sweet he is as your husband, and I understand him now, look how beautiful you are, ma'am!" Celina’s breath hitched. Her fingers tightened around her purse strap. “Excuse me?” she said, voice barely above a whisper. Marissa blinked, surprised by the reaction but quickly recovered. “You're lucky, ma'am. It seems like Sir. Gabriel loves you so much, unlike my ex-husband who cheated on me!"

Inside the elevator, we ran into one of Chloe's neighbors. "Chloe, all by yourself today?" the woman asked with a teasing smile. "Your husband isn't following you around like a puppy dog for once? The whole building is talking about how much he pampers you." The neighbor's face was full of envy. "We're all so jealous of your lovey-dovey relationship!" My fingertips tightened. "Her husband is usually that clingy?" "More than that," the neighbor said, amused. "He does whatever Chloe says. Makes her breakfast, does the laundry himself. Where can you find a man like that these days?"

Harvey said with a mischievous smile. “What are you talking about? I don’t remember anything.” “Really? How come you don’t remember anything. You were not even drunk.” “Well...I’m sick. I’m delirious.” “Oh, okay. In any case, if you need help, I’m very much available...anytime” “Pervert” “Pervert? What are you thinking? I thought you don’t remember anything? Besides we’re husband and wife and pervert is not a correct word. We are just being affectionate to each other.”