My Second Husband Novel Eudora Mga Nobela at Kwento

"If you think you can lay a filthy hand on my daughter, then you must be ready to rot in jail. Actually, I blame Etta who has always been so shameless. First, she had given birth out of wedlock, and now, she's ready to be a second wife. You've always been a disgrace to this family, Etta" "Really?" Etta scoffed and stood up. This time around, she couldn't restrict the tears. "Then maybe, you should just throw me out since I'm worthless to you! Listen mum, I don't care what you or anyone thinks on this table. Nathan and I genuinely love each other and will be getting married in a week time - with or without your blessings. He is mine and mine alone, and the earlier you start getting used to th

Her breathing became uneven. Everything that had seemed impossible three days ago was now becoming reality. The secret house. Sophia. Lily. The photographs. The missing memories. The anonymous warnings. And now someone claiming that the man she had called her husband for seven years wasn't her husband at all. A sharp pain pulsed behind her eyes. She squeezed them shut. Fragments of memories flickered through her mind. Rain. Screaming tires. A man's voice shouting her name. Not Daniel's voice.

It was as if that man, her husband, became more and more repulsive. Elena sat at the desk and opened her laptop. She was a brilliant mind and loved to develop technological projects. It was a pity that her work never materialized. She was a faithful and dedicated wife. All that truly mattered was to satisfy her husband's whims. But as she looked at the screen, she couldn't help but feel stupid and naive. What good was it to be a good wife if Damon was unfaithful? That was her husband, Damon Donovan. They had been married for three years but he never once touched her. He'd rather indulge himself in alcohol and women outside.

For a long while, we simply held each other without moving. The tenderness between us stretched on until the sky outside began to darken. Eventually, Seville carried my now very hungry self into the kitchen to find something to eat. The elderly maid who had raised him scolded him furiously for the first time I had ever seen. “The Madam is pregnant! How could you let her go hungry like that? Even intimacy has to be in moderation!”

"Get out... Get out of my head..." Charlotte lay awake in the quiet darkness of her room, eyes fixed on the ceiling yet seeing nothing but the vivid image that refused to leave her mind. Howard, towering over her, his presence so close it felt like a flame licking at her skin even now. They had been bound once—in this life, in another—and though he was her husband in the past, the memory of his closeness still made her breath catch.

Aiden could only internally applaud his mother’s acting skills. If it weren’t for the fact that he had witnessed her making out with Annalise’s husband, he would’ve honestly been fooled by her act as well. To the outside world, Catherine Laine had acted as the perfect wife and best friend― knowing the truth just made Aiden shiver.

Hi, readers. I apologize regarding my work as it didn't go as how everyone wanted. Not all story is meant to have an happy ending. Regardless to some errors here and there in my chapters, I still hope it was worth the read. please note, The Ex-Husband Returns; A Second Chance At love. Wasn't meant to satisfy the readers idea of how to enjoy a romantic life. Though mitt was meant to inform that some people lives take turns like this in a miraculous way. My work was plainly in fiction.

I kept my voice low. "No matter what you say, I'm the one he's legally married to. You'll always be the other woman, and your son will grow up without a father." She opened her mouth to fire back, but her phone rang. She turned the screen toward me. The caller ID read, "Hubby." Then she tapped it on speaker mode. Miles's voice came through, easy and familiar. "Hey, honey, are you home yet? Hector says he's hungry." Phoebe glanced at me, slow and deliberate, then spoke into the phone.

Mary argued, her head bowed low, oblivious of the hard gaze her husband now had in his eyes “Really, I ought to?” Jared muttered dangerously, his tolerance completely blown up Mary failed to read the tone, she pressed on her point wanting to make good use of the opportunity” Yes, I am your wife also, I am now the second person to your soul, you ought to love me as equally as you love Evangeline, i…..” Jared did not let her finish her words when he slammed her hard against the carriage chair, her slender hands held tightly with one hand

The young lady said and left the room. So she didn't know when she slept off again that morning. Eduardo went straight to his room, took his bath and after a while he got ready for work, since they entered into the secret marriage he has been trying his best to be a good manager. He manages the company very well and at the same time manages his home very well. He tried his best to make Cindy happy by creating time for her and at times playing around with her. ****** Immediately Eduardo entered the building, he saw Mrs. Rose standing beside the receptionist counter.