My Husband's Girlfriend Novels & Stories

I couldn't believe that my husband was having an affair outside his marriage with me and I had everything any man could want. 'Yet my husband went this far and even had the very guts to show me his girlfriend, one he'd been enjoying sensually for so long now.' I thought as the anger in me turned into raging fury. "Impossible!" I hollered at the top of my voice causing my husband to stagger. "You brought me here to humiliate me huh?" I asked him looking fierce. "You've come here to show me a woman that's way more attractive than I am, and I am honestly disappointed in you, Rain, I said so with anger that was raging in my heart.

I asked her flatly. "Wife? He never mentioned to me that he has a wife," he answered. "What right do you have to doubt what I said? Where is my husband?" I asked her angrily. "I am Mr. Ransom Crosby's girlfriend. He didn't have a wife that was introduced to me,"she answered. "Well, I will introduce myself to you. I am Mrs.Crosby. I am his only wife and we have a child," I introduced myself. It took a few seconds before the woman spoke and simply laughed so I got even more annoyed with her.

“She took great care of me these past three years.” “She’s still my girlfriend on paper.” Daniel shrugged nonchalantly. “Victoria doesn’t care about these surface-level things. Besides, I spend most of my time at the office. I need someone to take care of you at home, or else I’ll worry.” I covered my mouth with my hand tightly, tasting blood on my tongue. So to him, I was just a free housekeeper. “Also, Victoria only asked me to visit her and the children a few days every month. Relax, Emma is too naive to notice.”

I was beginning to understand crazy was just the normaround here. “We can only hope,” I said drily. Then, I added with unease, “Does his girlfriend live here?” That amused her. “I’m sure hell will freeze over before Ronan is monogamous.” She paused to look me over, her gaze settling on my neck, which I knew was marked with a hickey. “But then again . . . this makes me feel a little optimistic.” I didn’t think she was kidding. I would hate to see how she and her husband got together. “I thought Nadia was his girlfriend,” I said slowly.

'If you dare try any such,count yourself died' I said but he smirked ' I always have what I want. I will do it. Let this be a bet' he said. I was shocked. Is it really my friend. The person I trust with my own life. I was so sad that I have to broke up with my girlfriend. On the third day,she commit suicide. Not long his girlfriend also died in an accident. We decide to became friends again. He begged first so I accept him back. My mum started asking of my girlfriend because I have introduce her to my mom.I told her she commit suicide. She don't believe me.that time my dad traveled. She keep plastering me on what actually what happened for her to commit suicide, I have to tell her everything

And then I watched slack jawed as my beloved father grabbed my husband's duffel and ushered him in, leaving me with my hefty luggage in the snow. "Omg, if it isn't Cassie," my sister's voice taunted from behind me. I whipped around and saw my sister walking up the driveway arm in arm with my ex. Since the last time I had seen them at my wedding, Gabriel hadn't changed, but Mia now looked every inch the trophy wife, from her perfectly highlighted blonde hair to the cashmere sweater and expensive leather boots. "I heard rumors about a husband, but I told mum to not_" she trailed off, gaze shifting behind me.

“I am his sister-in-law! I am so happy to finally meet his girlfriend.” I burst into laughter at the assumption. “I’m just his plus one.” She looked a bit disappointed but smiled nonetheless. “Oh, I see. Well, nice meeting you. I will come back to find you and Daniel soon— I need to grab my husband.” And with that, she walked away. I would have said that was weird, but it wasn't; it was just unexpected. I walked back to the spot where Daniel and Ryder were. They were still talking, but their conversation had moved to business.

"I said I didn't—" Stefano's fingers dug in hard, his eyes boring straight through me as he cut me off again. "Lie to yourself all you want. I'm done listening." So that was it. I'd walked right into Isla's trap. And my husband of seven years took her word for it without a second thought. Seven years of us, just gone. I didn't fight back when he hauled me to the car. What was the point? At the hospital, Stefano marched me straight to Isla's room. Doctors crowded in.

I had barely sat down at my desk when the influencer who called herself Sweetheart recognized me. She tossed a stack of files onto my desk. “Go get me a coffee.” I stared at her in silence. Her name was Tessa Quinn, and she looked uncannily like me. She was exactly Eugene’s type. Could my husband, the man who claimed to love me so deeply, really be keeping a mistress at the office behind my back? I didn’t want to alert her. Even if I was going to divorce him, I needed to gather evidence first.

They’re nothing alike at all, except the faint resemblance in their physical features. “Your brother, Dawson, has he ever had a girlfriend or a first love that I need to be worried about?” I asked him. We’ve been talking about ourselves since we started this so called friendly-date, and to think the reason why I agreed to be here was because of the little I know about my husband. “There’s no sugarcoating it, but your husband was a slut. He doesn’t do girlfriends or love in general. Feelings are not the chemistry he understands or associates himself with. That was how I’m able to tell your marriage with him wasn’t real or genuine,”