My Random Husband Is My Ex Worst Nightmare Novels & Stories

During their honeymoon, the man was preoccupied with work or purposely ignored Bella, so she cried herself to sleep that night. Arranged marriages are the worst, sometimes. It works out well for others and the others, just get unlucky with it and Bella thinks she’s the exact type to get unlucky with marriage. Maybe if she had said ‘No’ to marrying Gabriel that night, maybe things would’ve turned out better but she knows her family were too broke to even take ‘No’ for an answer. Has she tried seducing her husband? every damn time. She’s been in three relationships and whenever she gets fed up and the whole thing isn’t exciting to her anymore, she walks away

He knows me better than I know myself. “You bet I would,” I smiled. “Well, it was the usual,” I sighed. “As usual as how?” he asked. “How else, Davey? That woman was in my dream again. What could be more annoying? The fact that she kept talking about her husband and child, and this ridiculous reason for me being in someone else’s heart is driving me crazy. I’m losing my mind,” I lamented, while the cook served the food. That’s the other side of my happy marriage.

As if we weren’t fighting… as if I hadn’t been pushing him away. I turned my head to look at him. He was still fast asleep. It was the first time I’d looked at him this closely. His beard and mustache had grown a little thicker, but it didn’t matter—he was still incredibly handsome. Without realizing it, I smiled. Was this man really my husband? I knew ours was only a contract marriage. But to me… it was real. Every moment we spent together, every little thing we shared—it all felt real. I filled my lungs with a deep breath and decided to get up.

I shouted and dragged his woman out. “Fuck! Shut the fuck up! Let her go, bitch! I told you, I don’t give a single fuck to your kid. Why don’t you just give her to his motherfucking father?” Those words just happened to trigger the hell within me. This fucking bastard! “Having you as my husband was nothing but a nightmare. We better put an end to this useless marriage before I end up killing you!” His eyes widened in frantic. “Hah! You think I’d let you? I will fucking never!”

Just then, I unexpectedly came across a post from one of Olivia's best friends. "Nothing ruins a family like a husband who can't mind his own business."

About what I hoped to accomplish. "I understand you went through a difficult divorce recently," Jessica said gently. "Yes. My ex husband had an affair and committed financial crimes against my family." "That must have been devastating." "It was. But it also freed me. Forced me to remember who I was before I became someone's wife." "And who is that?" I smiled. "An architect. A daughter. A friend. Someone who wants to help people." "You are also newly married. To your ex husband's brother." "Yes. Benjamin saw me when I could not see myself. He believed in me when I stopped believing. He is my partner in every sense of the word."

Juniper: After four years of marriage, I found out that my husband wasn’t allergic to touch as he claimed. He was just allergic to…me. For years, the elusive owner of Tristan Corps was revered by all, me inclusive. I always went through the blogs searching for the latest news about him. Then I saved his life by a stroke of fate with my unmatchable medical knowledge. He married me after that, giving me rules and more rules.

Then I sat down on the edge of the mattress and did nothing at all. The room was so quiet. Two days ago I had a fiancé. A best friend. A mother who, I thought, loved me in her own way. Now I had a husband I did not know, a ring I could not trust, and a house so big that my own breathing sounded loud. I lay down and pulled the blanket up to my chin. I stared at the ceiling. *He's only using you.* I turned onto my side. *Boring. Useful. Convenient.*

Alejandro slapped him across the face. Julian stumbled and fell onto the marble floor. "Silence, you useless fool," Alejandro said. He had not even raised his voice. Slowly, he turned toward his son. His dark eyes were filled with anger. "You walked into her trap with a piece of paper and expected her to be afraid." Julian held his burning cheek. "You forgot who she is." Alejandro stepped closer. "She is not just a housewife who escaped her unhappy marriage. She is the mind that helped build the global encryption system we are trying to control."

“Enjoy the rest of your time together. I need to go back. My wife is alone.” “She’s my wife, Max,” Jacob corrected sharply. Hazel’s expression immediately turned displeased. Though the change lasted only a moment, it was clear enough for Max to notice. Max gave a faint smirk. “If she’s your wife, then go back to her. Help her recover her memories.” Jacob let out a restrained growl. He didn’t like Max constantly reminding him of the responsibility he had deliberately neglected. What made it worse was that Max said it with an attitude that made him seem far more deserving of being Xena’s husband.