My Husband Is Now My Wife の小説・ストーリー

"Of course not!" I sat down. It was almost funny, attending my own wife's wedding and whatnot. I started looking around. Before long, the older woman beside me struck up a conversation. "Those two look perfect together, don't they? It wasn't easy for them to get married." I gritted my teeth, but the bitterness still came. "What made it hard?"

I don't blame anyone but myself for being blind and loving the wrong person. "But what I never imagined was that my wife would help her lover secure his professorship by plagiarizing the thesis that took me six months to complete, and then hire online trolls to spread rumors and slander me." With that, I clicked on a video. "Here, I find myself grateful that my wife doesn't love me, because she never noticed that I have a habit of recording my entire thought process and writing progress whenever I work on a thesis. "Here, indifference has become the most direct evidence to prove my innocence. Of course, I also have several audio recordings and chat logs here. In them, both Anna and Josh admi

Before he could say anything else, she suddenly pulled him into a hug. He froze for a second. Then slowly, he wrapped his arms around her. His grip tightened. This time, he did not hesitate. His thoughts became clear. I am not the king consort anymore. I am not bound to that past. I am Lucien Crossel now. And she… is my wife. He closed his eyes and held her a little tighter. If this was his new life, then he would accept it. Lyra felt him hug her back, and a small smile appeared on her lips. She gently patted his back, as if reassuring him.

A woman shoved past me, disappearing into the crowd without a word, but I barely noticed or even cared. My attention was locked onto my husband. They were dancing now. His hands resting perfectly on her waist, his face split in a grin that made me go rigid. And fucking hell, I lost it.

Charles reacted. "But I'm sure you realized I cannot be your husband. I am married to Adora my beautiful wife, and I cannot see you will be patient enough to push my wheelchair wherever I want to go?" His words tore Nicole's heart . While Adora's subtle smile of satisfaction did not escape Charles. "I do realized that, with so many things I have to fulfill for my husband's sake, I don't have the energy to push wheelchair. But if he is here I will be doted by my handsome and perfect husband." She said.

“You know this isn’t real.” Luna turned to him, her expression unreadable. “This is real, George. Accept it. I’m your wife now.” That word. Wife. It clanged around in his chest like a death knell. It should have been Emily. It was always supposed to be her. But now, he wore a ring that said otherwise. He looked at Luna again truly looked. She was beautiful. Strong. Calculated. But she was not the woman he loved. “What happens now?” he asked, the hollow ache in his chest expanding.

"Starting today, you are the only one I will love. Expect me to love you every day." I closed my eyes when Zimon, my husband, gently gave his tender kisses to me. To this day, I still could not believe it. We were married. We were officially legal.

I returned to the emergency room. "Please respect my wife's feelings. We can't deny everything, and I'm a married man. It seems impossible and sounds weird, I've become someone's husband, but this is the fact." "I don't know. It's too early to believe everything. I thought we could be an eternal couple." Violin sobs. I did not enter, and I waited outside while hearing what they were talking about. "You're my special one. You will still be my sweetest sister. We can certainly play together." What is playing? Playing games, shooting? I shook my head with my dirty thoughts. I have to believe in my husband. If not me, who else?

With this enigmatic man who was now her husband. ***

"Did you forget something?" She looked at him in confusion. Then, he said, "We're husband and wife now. You used to say that we had to hold hands, hug, and kiss every day."