My Second Husband Novel Eudora Mga Nobela at Kwento

Her curiosity was written all over her face. I swallowed before answering, my thoughts going back—back to the day everything fell apart. The day I learned my ten-year marriage was nothing but a farce. The day I walked into my own home expecting to surprise my darling husband, only to find another woman in charge of my house. Only to be kicked out of my own house. To find out that my husband had another family. To feel myself break, piece by piece. “That was the day I met Marcus,” I said quietly. “And he has never let me down since then. Not ever.”

“In the countryside, like my brothers. A place with a nice yard and a wall with a gate to keep unwanted people away. Somewhere the kids can play outside without wandering too far. A place with enough room for all four of us.” She was already talking about having our second child, but the idea didn’t scare me. I was already going to have one baby on my hands, but quickly, I would have two. I was already becoming a family man, a man who had traded in a life of crime for peace and quiet. She studied my face. “Unless you had something else in mind…” “No. My woman gets what she wants.” “But I also want you to want it.” “And I do.” “And having a second baby? That doesn’t bother you?” She studied m

Aufrey asked in a cautious tone. Celia took several deep breaths and looked restless. After a moment he nodded. "I understand what you mean and I know it is a very difficult thing. But, I have my reasons." "I am sorry, but... my I know the reason?" asked Audrey in a carefully toned tone. Celia sighed and thought for a moment. "I will tell you. Actually, I am my husband's second soul mate. Before we met, he and his first partner split up for some reason."

"I'm still a pure and innocent cherry who has no idea where my future husband is, and now I have to submit to the Devil's perverted oppression and look at another man's d*ck!!!" "I don't want to see it either!" "It's not that bad for you. You're a married woman, and we're not the same! At least the first d*ck you saw was your husband's, but I'm doomed to see the one of a COMPLETE STRANGER!" Elizabeth was speechless. She really wanted to tell Evelyn that back then she was so hammered that she didn't even get to see her husband's private parts at all. "Well, what are you gonna do? Are you gonna go?"

My eyes widened in shock. “He actually still cares about Helena.” I let out a quick laugh. In the book, Julian was the “second male lead”—the rival to the main hero in love. And of course, second leads never win. They’re destined to lose the girl. “But this time, I’ll flip the script!” My phone buzzed. “He replied!” I squealed in excitement, but my body instantly dropped when I read it: ‘You’re married. A married woman doesn’t betray her husband, does she?’

"You're going to be an old-fashioned dad." Dave chuckled, "A good dad, you mean." Eudora's smile turned a little sullen at that. 'My brother still hadn't realized it.' She then remembered her mother's words at the villa. At that time, Macaine kept trying to bring her closer to Alpha Silas. Eudora became upset with her, but Macaine kept telling her the reason that had until now rung in her mind. "Your brother's wife is barren, your brother will not have an heir. You must get married immediately to secure our family bloodline."

In an instant, the sharp pain pulled me back to bed. I took a few deep breaths. As I lay on my back, I was too weak to lift a finger. The light from the overhead crystal chandelier stung my eyes. Still, no matter how painful it was, it could not compare to the absurdities and agonies of my simple life. … For the past five years of our marriage, I had been advising Samantha from behind the scenes and helping her secure her position as CEO of Cole Group. After being kicked out, I willingly became her henchman and privately helped her resolve one internal conflict after another within the company.

I’d probably never get tired of eliciting this reaction from people at the mention of my marriage to Austin Hook. “Yep.” “But he…” She paused, staring at me in shock, as realization dawned on her. “You are his second wife…” A rebound wife, if I were to be honest with my feelings. “I don’t know what to say… Joanna Hook had been his college sweetheart, and their love story had inspired Jonathan Howard’s bestselling book, Toujours.” “I know, right?” “So how are you really handling this?” I uncrossed my legs and took a deep breath. I was really doing this… sharing my feelings… despite being aware of the probable consequence.