My Husband Is My Love Novels & Stories

His presence brought back the light in my life that had long since faded. “I've always loved you, my husband,” I said before our lips came together in a deep kiss.

Chloe, sensing his relief, hugged him tightly, whispering in his ear, “We’re okay, Leo. We’re stronger than this.” He nodded, pulling her even closer. "Thank you," he murmured. "For being everything I need." Who wouldve imagined a toughman out there was lovey dovey with his wife in their bedroom. Better still shows his vulnerable side to his wife. Hugging her husband, she remembered how they met Three years ago

Since then, cracks began to appear in the marriage I had worked so hard to keep. I tolerated his behavior for the sake of Cooper. However, this time, Evan continued insisting on getting the coat for me only when it was Black Friday. It reminded me of the truth of my marriage for the past years. The husband who would plop himself down in front of the computer to play games right after coming home from work. My son, who detested me for being strict when disciplining him. Nothing seemed to be worth my effort anymore. Centering my life around Evan and Cooper was meaningless.

I gulped down as I stepped back then looked up at him. "You can't serve me " leave my house " or instead " Get lost ." How's that?" He asked through gritted teeth. Just as he was about to leave , I said breaking the silence. "Why do you hate me so much? I have done nothing to you but love you." I told him. He came down, walked towards me but I stepped back, then he tilted his head closer then said, " Love? A killer of my wife is no love." He spat " But I did not..."

The moment the words left my mouth, Marco’s face lit up like someone had given him back his life. His voice cracked with excitement. “Aurora, I knew you couldn’t walk away from me. Don’t worry. From now on, I’ll stay faithful to you for the rest of my life. I’ll never betray you again. You’re my whole world, and everything I have belongs to you.”

Here, he is not the general and I am not a cadet but we are husband and wife who love each other more than anything else in this world. As soon as we enter the house, he slowly lets me on my feet but his gaze remains on me, his eyes not leaving mine for even a moment. This man loves me, I can go to the ends of the world to prove that. How can Idrid say we are meant to be enemies, the only thing I can feel from him, his love and nothing more. “What’s going on in your mind?” His voice jolts me out of my thoughts and I immediately shake my head in the negative.

I am writing this letter as a token of my love to him, as a keepsake for him to treasure, and as a reminder of my commitment to us and our life together. "To my dear husband, I want you to know that I love you, ALL OF YOU, and I always will. I am committed to our marriage until death does us part. At times, in moments of deep frustration, I may have questioned otherwise, but that was my immature way of seeking love from you when I should have been looking for you to fill the void in my temporarily wandering heart.

The old man lowered the window and said coldly, “Still not getting in the car?” Andy Wilson said that immediately raised the window. Erwin Wilson shrugged, opened the car door, and sat in the co-driver’s seat. On the way, father and son Erwin Wilson did not say a word to each other. Erwin Wilson leaned his head to look out the window. Actually, he was still a little curious about Frederick Hall. A little! Either way, he will become his future husband. In his previous life, Erwin Wilson spent his whole life serving the country, never talking about love. At that time, he did not think so much, now suddenly a new “husband” appeared. He had to learn to get used to it.

He came out of the shower shortly after, with just a towel wrapped around his waist, I gulped down hard and tried not to stare. ‘You can stare if you want, I am your husband after all’ Aaron said, catching me off guard. ‘You wish’ I said as I stood up to leave. ‘Wait’ he called out, and I looked at his face, trying really hard not to stare at his abs. ‘I am sorry about the cafe, she kissed me, I was caught off guard, i used to date her’ he said and a hint of relief swirled through me. ‘And why would I care, like I said this isn’t a love marriage, you can do whatever you want’ I said, then the look in his eyes changed, an expression formed on his face, an expression i couldn’t read.

Nala Age: 26 I look down at the man kneeling before me. As whispers ring out around us, I can't help but feel embarrassed by it all. "Stand up, Mr. Winters. You're making everyone uncomfortable." As my ex-husband looks up, I see desperate tears in his eyes. "Nala, please... give me another chance. I know I've wronged you this whole time, so please... let me make this up to you." I clench my fists as I watch this pitiful man. Once upon a time, I would have taken him back. Even now, I love him with all my heart. It's something I can't help. However, I can't get weak now. I'm not alone anymore.