My Husband's Girlfriend Novels & Stories

“And his girlfriend.” Isabella rolled her eyes, irritation flashing across her face. What could he possibly tell her about them? Everyone knew Killian cherished his girlfriend more than his wife. It wasn’t news—and Isabella had no desire to hear it again. She was exhausted, emotionally drained, and unwilling to let a stranger ruin what little peace she had left that night. “No, thanks,” she said curtly, turning to leave. He stepped into her path, blocking her way. “Wait,” he said. “I know where your husband is right now—and who he’s with.” His eyes narrowed. “If you catch them red-handed, you’ll finally have proof. Something you can use against them.”

"Wouldn't blame you though. I looked up his pictures online, he's really good looking." "First of all, stop stalking my husband online." I joked, making her giggle. "Second, I'm not having his babies anytime soon. Like, ever." "You never know..." Kaylor sang. "You might actually fall for him. Isn't that how those cheesy rom-coms go?" "Well, I don't think his girlfriend would be thrilled about that, so I'll try to contain myself." "Wait..." Her face scrunched up in confusion. "Girlfriend?"

I saw mom watching TV. "Mother, where's Aldo?" "Pick up his girlfriend." Answer mom casually while changing the TV channel. The conscience of the hurt wife is being advertised. Am I also in the ranks of the sickest wives? Am I still his wife? This relationship of ours, it's not worth mentioning as a husband and wife relationship. Except for the scenes you do all the time. Yes, pathetic! "Who's his girlfriend?" I asked, sitting next to my mother. Pretend, let me see mom's reaction. Can he take Aldo's girlfriend or not? My boyfriend—my husband was rejected all the time.

replied Gladys with her innocent look. Reya laughed softly as she shook her head. "Do you remember the girlfriend of a woman you argued with when we were at the Truth Or Dare playground?" she asked reminding Gladys who nodded, making Reya widen her eyes. "But now their relationship is over, and his ex-girlfriend has become my husband!" she said explained with confidence. "What?!" cried Gladys in surprise at her friend's statement. Reya nodded reassuringly. "Nicole?!" said Gladys mentioning the name of the woman who was in her memory. "So that woman's ex-lover is your husband now? Am I right?" she asked repeating Reya's words to make sure.

She laughs, and I smile, more at the relief that she didn't like him, I don't care if he is with someone, just not someone I know. "What about you, ladies?" Georgina looks towards Hannah, Sarah and Louise. "I've been married a year". I look at Hannah surprised; I didn't even know, no invite nothing. "Partner for over ten years, one kid not married" Sarah replies. "Me, well been with my girlfriend about five years now, she is coming to the wedding just not tonight". I smile at Louise as everyone else stares shocked.

Even with the kids, there was a reserve. And there is the usual Friday trip to Us. And that's where he is now. And the frequent calls from B Ava could still hear Cassandra's words from today morning.. "Heard that your husband's ex girlfriend is back. Brianna O'Connel. And that that's where he spends every Friday night" Cassandra had told her with a malicious glint in her eyes. But she knows her husband. Whatever sins he might commit! Infidelity is one he wouldn't stoop to.

was a public declaration of his relationship with another woman. What a joke. Almost nobody knew about our marriage even after eight years. Celine had only known him for eight months and filmed a movie with him, yet she was now his publicly-acknowledged girlfriend… She had the life I could only dream of. Every time I suggested making our relationship public, Jonas would reject me outright. He kept asking me angrily, “My career’s over if anyone knows I’m taken. Do you want to ruin me?” Eventually, I stopped asking, accepting my role as his secret wife for eight years.

“I told you not to come in here.” I had been fine these last two days, doing my best not to think about him, not to think about his mouth, his hands, the way he made it impossible to breathe right. I wasn’t about to let him ruin that progress. “You’re not answering me.” “You didn’t ask me any question.” His stare sharpened. “Who’s she?” “Someone who is about to be my girlfriend,” I fired back, trying to keep my voice low. “A married woman?” “Is stalking also part of your specialties? She’s in an open marriage with her husband which means she can fuck anyone, including me. Who knows, maybe her husband would be open to dicking me down as well.” I said, facing him head-on.

Jay yelped, his tiny voice cracking and Tracey rolled her eyes at him. Thalia laughed softly. “Tracey, tell me.” “Mommy, Jay has a girlfriend!” Jay groaned dramatically, dragging his small palm down his face. “Really?” Thalia raised a brow as Tracey nodded vigorously. “Her name is Jewel. She’s that aunty’s daughter you know, the woman who insulted Daddy at the mall.” Thalia hummed as she tied Tracey’s ponytail and smoothed her baby hairs with gel. “Mommy, Jewel is my friend,” Jay said in his little serious tone. “She’s my girlfriend, not the girl I’m dating.”

Too practiced. Then he said it. “She’s not just a friend, Nadine . Sofia is my wife. My real wife.” My jaw clenched before my brain caught up. “What?” “She’s my real wife,” he said again. “You… you were just… filling in." A substitute, I guess.” I waited for him to laugh. For Sofia to roll her eyes and say we’re messing with you. But nothing. No punchline. No wink. No twist. Just silence. And that’s when I realized. I was the only one laughing.