My Sweet Enemy Thy Name Is Husband Spoiler Novels & Stories

Reid pushes his hands into his pockets and glances sideways at her, maybe because for the first time in days, there’s no inquiry in her eyes when she looks or smiles at him, there’s no hint of that side smile that she uses when she senses or knows that he is certainly keeping something important from her, and no doubt, as she even stated it that morning, about how it all began the day he’d stayed out late for a meeting of his… A little less than a week ago, that he’s been hiding the fact that their enemy is not something he would want her taking on, especially as her resolve to clear his parent’s names before feeling eligible to marry him, as a sort of payback to Shauna for saving her own li

I froze at the sight in front of me. My husband was in his office chair, a blonde straddled him, both with no shirts on. In that moment, my heart felt like someone put a knife into it, pushed it deep and twisted it. My world shattered, and a deep whimper escaped from my lips. “H-H-Henry.” I sobbed. Whoever the woman was jumped, not expecting his wife to walk in. Does she know he is a married man? The stranger turned her head. She wasn’t a stranger after all. The woman straddling my husband is none other than my best friend of twenty years!

Is that the name that I see they are forming on the ground? Yes! That's my name. SENA. When they dispersed again, they formed a large letter 'I.' A heart with a large shape. 💓. Finally, there is a large letter 'U.' Sena, I (love) U (You) What a lovely gesture! 😭😭😭 I slammed into my husband, who was standing next to me. "You're too sweet; I might get diabetes as a result of you making sweet things for me." "Don't worry, my dear; you deserve a lot better in life; just remember who your husband is." He winked at me.

“Y… your house? But this house belongs to my husband." " If this house belongs to me then what does that make me?” He clarifies without turning back, then he resumes his walk up the stairs while I stumble back, feeling like the wind had been knocked out of me. He is my husband? Husband? How is that possible? I am supposed to be marrying a Mademan but I never thought of Adrrik Alyovich, he is meant to be in Russia, why would he be here in Sicily? Alyovich? No wonder I found the name familiar.

With my name and lovely face. I facepalmed myself. I had worked for the enemy’s company. A husband did not expect. and a husband I have been keeping a secret. We married because I was desperate and for convenience. My phone instantly rang and his name flSaphed on the screen. Theon. I wanted to dismiss it and I closed my eyes, pressing the answer button. “Where were you? You didn’t answer any of my calls.” “I’m busy.” I simply responded, wanting it to end so badly.

“I’m a married woman, Rafael! I don’t belong here. You shouldn’t be doing this. My husband... he’s trying to make things right. He owes you, but he’s working on paying you back! Don’t... don’t use me like this. Don’t make me your... your pawn. That’s barbaric!” Rafael stepped closer, the intensity of his presence suffocating me. His words cut through the air like a slap. “Oh, I see,” he said, his voice oozing with disdain. “So you think your husband is some kind of knight in shining armor, huh? The reality is, your husband is living his best life while you’re here, getting all worried about him. He doesn’t want you. He never did. He married you for one reason—to use you as bait to make money

Isa boldly listed. "So what is it going to be?" Isa demanded, folding her hands, because as it is, you are disturbing my marriage," she added. "You are threatening me, really showing your personality now, tell me Mr. King, do you really want a vicious woman like her?" Sophie asked, directing the question to Xavier. "Does it mean you are going with option 2?" Isa calmly asked. "Yes, because I want to show your new husband or soon to be, the kind of trouble he is getting into," Sophie boldly answered.

" Wait!! Well... She is my... Wife. " " WHAT ???? Are you mad?? " " No, but getting there very soon. " " Mohit, I am not in the mood for riddles." " She is Srusti Mohit Paul. My wife already." " How?? When did you get married ?? Why didn't you tell us?? Manu is your best friend, you didn't even tell her. "

"There's that word again. Stupid. You really think I'm that incompetent?" "I think you're smart enough to be dangerous and reckless enough to be unpredictable." His hand came up, fingers tracing my jaw. "Which makes you the most dangerous kind of enemy." My pulse kicked up. "Is that what I am? Your enemy?" "What else would you be?" "Your wife." "Those aren't mutually exclusive in our world." "No," I agreed. "I suppose they're not." His thumb brushed over my bottom lip. "You're playing a dangerous game, coming here. Bringing me tea. Pretending to be something you're not."

"That's because it was the first two fights. You don't know where I can reach just to win the battle. And if it is one of my enemies who will fight with me, I can kill them too." Her words indicated that she was talking about him. His face turned serious as he said, "I am not your enemy." "Yeah, you are my best friend." She said in sarcasm, then continued walking. Her house was a few steps away. "More than that. I am your husband." She heard him and chuckled. "I don't know what treasure I am holding that you had to come here and do all these things to get me back, but don't try. I won't fall into any trap of yours. I am done with you."