روايات وقصص ضمن My Husband's Affair, My Anniversary Gift

He became disappointed. " What! Should I thank my husband, who is having an affair with a random woman?" I reminded him of his infidelity; perhaps he thought that giving me an expensive dress and jewelry would satisfy me. "I see, you hate me... Don't you?". Seeing how I responded to his gift, he asked... " Hate? It is an understatement." I answered his question, held the bag, and exited the room... I was about to reach the door when I heard something.

It went viral in an instant with hashtags like [LokemanGroupWithdrawsfromSnowGroup], [PowerMarriageFallsApart], and [GeorgiaCheating]. As a flood of comments and messages rolled in, I turned off my phone indifferently. This was just the beginning of the end for the Snow family. However, it was a fresh start for me. It was one worth celebrating. I glanced at my schedule, and there was an auction at Jute Palace. I had not planned on going, but a limited edition Patek Philippe watch in the catalogue caught my eye. It had an excellent design. I could buy it as a divorce gift for myself.

Stark naked under Dominick, Gia breathed raggedly. They murmured terms of endearment to each other like it was second nature, and the way they acted together made it obvious this wasn’t their first rodeo. My gaze fixated on the purple tie—the one I’d given him for our third anniversary. He used my gift to him to bed another woman, and the woman had to be his stepsister. It was the most absurd thing ever. I remembered the day of our third wedding anniversary. To make the night unforgettable, I slipped into the new lingerie I’d bought.

"Ah so tiring this day, there's some un expected event happens, I didn't even bought a gift for grand ma, I don't know what to do. It's weekend tommorow, I'd like to sleep and take a rest all day, in order to relieve my stress from work. I'm so surprised about my dumb husband a while ago he even get this expensive Jate bracelet for free, it's so beautiful can I asked him to buy me an replica of this? I don't want to show it on the crowd. The dumb husband of mine. What should I do if mom found out about this, well I guess I'll keep it for a while. Then I'll use it if there's an important occasion. In the next four days or on tuesday, is our anniversary, what is he planning?

"As many of you might remember, exactly one year ago, my beautiful wife and I got married. So the main reason we’re here tonight is to celebrate our first anniversary." Gasps echo through the crowd. Giselle’s cheeks flush pink, and I smile. "Come up here with me, sweetheart," I say, holding out my hand. She sighs softly, knowing everyone’s watching, and slowly walks up to the stage. I wrap an arm around her waist and give her a chaste kiss before stepping back—resisting the urge to kiss her the way I truly want to, especially with her looking so stunning in that dress. "And secondly," I continue, "in front of everyone here, I want to give you the first of many anniversary gifts." Scarlett st

I even saw rose petals scattered across the bed in the last picture. How romantic and thoughtful of him. If I had been foolish enough to question him, he would've said the caption was about friendship or rebuked me for being jealous of Yasmine. Eanes and I had been married for three years. Yet, not once had he ever made our relationship public. Now, not only was he spending our anniversary with another woman, but he was doing so in the most public way possible and declaring his love for her. Clenching my phone, I let out a bitter laugh. As I laughed, I suddenly made up my mind. I liked, commented, and shared his tweet, wishing them a wonderful time together.

“Listen, Lyra, we don't have all day. We're to meet him in exactly 10 minutes. We're already running late, and he hates tardiness.” “What are you talking about? It's our wedding anniversary. We're going for a getaway and…” I trailed off. The look in his eyes confirmed everything, and my heart literally just shattered. The changes in the last month. The spa sessions. The grooming and all. My husband didn't buy me that pair of lingerie to take it off me on our wedding anniversary. He bought them for his business investor to take it off me in exchange for an investment. I clamped a hand over my mouth.

She nodded, “I…” “It is fine,” I waved my hand with a smile. “Most of it is true anyway, my husband has been having an affair with his assistant. It took me walking in on them on his birthday, a party that I threw to realise that my marriage had been lost a long time ago,” I said. Her hand reached out, holding mine with softness in her eyes, “madam….”

His brown hair and the skull tattoo on his neck pretty much gives him away. He’s wearing his favorite suit — the eight thousand dollar Armani suit that I bought for him on his birthday just a month ago. My heart thumps at a horrifying pace as it slowly dawns on me that my husband, the man whom I love more than anyone else in the world, is currently on his knees, holding out an expensive ring to another woman. His wide, happy smile shatters my heart to a million pieces. I cannot even remember the last time Nathan genuinely smiled at me. The past months of our marriage have been filled with endless quarrels and bitter arguments.

(Vivian’s POV) “Ah… Yes!” “Again, harder!” “Ehm, ah! You’re so good, babe!” My hands trembled as I grasped the doorknob to my bedroom—or rather, our bedroom. The moans of a man and a woman tangled together made my heart pound furiously, especially since I recognized those voices all too well. Adrian and Sophia. My husband and my best friend. I stood there, holding the gift box I had prepared with love, something special for our wedding anniversary. Our second year of marriage—a toxic mix of poison and honey.