My Husband Who Hates Me Novels & Stories

“And I don’t care if you share an umbilical cord. You have to understand he’s my husband, and he has a wife who is capable of making multiple breakfasts if he wants. He married me not you so next time before you move around speaking of invitation remember which grounds you walk on. The kitchen you borrowed, and whose man you call a best friend.” “Why do you hate me?” She folds her arms akimbo, her mean face coming into view. “Hate? I have no grudge to waste hate is a mental illness I share none of that. What I speak of we both know what you’re trying to do and as long as I’m with him this is a no entry zone. Salvatore Vinci Souza is my husband and I hope you remember every second, minute and

"I will never forgive you. You ruined my life and my mother's life and my dad's life and my sister's life. You always find a way to ruin everyone else's life. You ruined your own dad's life. He had cancer because of you. He started smoking because of you. When he dies, your mom will be a widow thanks to you. Your siblings will be fatherless all thanks to you. That's not someone I want to spend the rest of my life. Someone who's always ruining the lives of the people she pretends to love." His words feel like a hard punch to my throat. I didn't know that's what he thinks of me. There's not a single slice of love in his eyes or voice. He feels nothing but pure hatred for me. My husband hates m

Erwin Wilson understood, he typed: “I follow my husband!” For some reason, seeing the word “husband”, Frederick Hall’s ears warmed up a bit. He cleared his throat. “Let’s go back to the party. I will deal with my family's side.” Erwin Wilson didn’t even want to get up. He thought for a moment and typed: “I don’t want to stay at Wilson’s for too long!” Simply because there was Hein Wilson. For some reason, he felt uncomfortable just seeing Hein Wilson’s face. He also didn’t want to spend his energy dealing with a “fake fool” like him. He’s tired.

She said, thoroughly professional, completely changing the previous topic. " I hate apple! I hate him so much now! My life would have been much better if he didn't make me marry you. " Lia said, and he wanted to shut up when he saw the look on his Husband's face. But part of her was enjoying it too. " I hate you!! Smith Andreas!! " The only thing that Lia hates saying to her Husband comes to her mind. In the heat of a moment, she said that, but now she regrets saying it. She never meant it.

“Of course you don't know, because you never bother to know. I didn't send you to the Vetrov Household to cross your legs and grow fat!” I sighed and rubbed my forehead. “You know father, it's too early to be receiving insults from you, so just tell me why you called or I will have to end this call.” I warned. I just wasn't in the mood for all that. My husband hates me, my ex is in the hospital because of my mistake and I am on the last day of my stupid menstrual flow which for some reason had decided to go on to the fifth day. “Dont threaten me child, I am very angry right now and it's all because of your husband!”

He pulled his hairs in frustration and wiped his tears and gave me a look which I never saw in his eyes before- hate. I felt like everything in me shattered as I felt being stabbed. "I love you... And you only.." I said between the sobs. He looked at me for a second and narrowed his eyes at me. For a second, I thought he'd hit me but he slammed his hands on the wall. “It’s not about love… it’s about you living under the same roof of the person you loved all your childhood.” He growled, losing his patience with my constant sobs. But what can I say, I would be disheartened too if I come to know my husband used to love my sister. It is an extremely hard thing to accept.

I felt like puking as I felt his touch. This man, who is my husband disgusts me to my core. "Why are you doing this?" My eyes filled with tears immediately. Has he not hurt me enough? Does he hate me? I know he doesn't, he claims that he loves me in his own sick twisted manner. "I never meant to hurt you Emilia. I have always taken care of this thing. I have always taken care of you. But lately you have been pushing my buttons. I am a patient man, but you made me lose my patience. I worked hard all these years after seeing you so that one day when we get married I can provide for you. Fulfill every demand that you have and provide you a luxurious lifestyle. But just the thought of you being

“I’ve never complained about your mess, it’s...” But I cut him off, my voice rising. “That’s the fucking problem! You never complain. You just love me. You don’t hit me, or scream at me, or force yourself on me—” I laughed bitterly. “—You're just the perfect, loving husband. And I hate it! I hate how good you are!” I was screaming now, pounding at his chest like something inside me had snapped. “Sylvia, calm down, you’re not making any sense!”

“You have been so cold the entire day, I thought he told you all about it already.” “He didn’t tell me anything,” I said. “Why does my husband hate you?” I asked him. “Hate is a strong word, honey.” “I am not your honey.” “I don’t think your husband hates me as much as he might want to.” He answered. “What are you saying?” I asked him. “Are you going to tell me or…” He looked over my head at something and he smiled in a wicked way. “Or you could just ask your husband directly.” He said at the same time that Riccardo appeared at the table.

It's true that I have strong feelings for Victor but my love for Aaron is also true. I can't do something that hurt my husband because he loves me from his heart and he gave me everything that I can't imagine.He always showed his love and care for me .He never cheated me and always stood by my side.I can't hide the truth that I love him .I didn't fall in love with him as I was lonely or lost. I fell for him after getting to know about his love and care for me and I wanted to make him a permanent part of my world. "The most painful and the saddest truth of my life was I love them both......"