My Sweet Enemy Thy Name Is Husband Spoiler Novels & Stories

I was helping a client catch his cheating girlfriend. After I snapped a photo of her with another man, my client sent it to her and called her in a fury. The next second, my wife's voice came through the phone. "Aww, baby, don't be mad. You're the other man too!" Her voice was sweet and gentle, but the words carried a mocking edge. My client froze. "What... do you mean?" She answered with eerie calm. "There are seven men ahead of you. But I only have one husband, and his name is Theo." Theo… That's my name.

That girl is my enemy " "What? "Yes. She's her enemy. She tried killing Monalisa on her wedding day" "You are married dear? To who? She told me already and that she works in your husband's company. Something like that" "Oh she did. I never knew that snakes do tell the truth" Tricia scoffed. "She did? I'm surprised" "She did. Tell me dear. What's the circumstances of your marriage? Your husband is unknown to the world and the world does not know that you are his wife. What's going on?

He looked quite carefree and joyful. Fredrick’s hands traced the features of the face on the photograph, a bittersweet smile crossed his face and he could feel his eyes tingling with tears. “I’ve been alive…” Fredrick finally whispered, his voice barely audible. “I’m married now…” he blinked and dried up the tears immediately. “I’m expecting a child… just like the one in this photograph.” “His name will be Aiden.” “This…” his voice faltered, but he took a deep breath and continued.

“What’s next? You’ll ask where we met? What my favorite color is? Should I play along with the amnesia act or are we skipping to the part where you scream and throw something fragile?” My lips parted. I blinked at him. “I just… I forgot. That’s all.” He scoffed. “You forgot your own husband’s name?” Oh.. he's my– I mean Isadora's– husband. Fuck. The word thudded inside me like a gunshot. I looked down at the wedding band on her– my finger and I sighed out. Marriage? Why didn't I just wake up in a single woman's body? “Yes,” I whispered. His jaw tensed and for a moment, something flickered in his eyes—hesitation? Confusion? Pain? But it vanished too fast.“Madden,” he muttered finally. Madden

“Miss Julia Knight, Do you take Mr. Nathan Blackwood as your beloved husband?” The officiator asked as Julia looked at the man in front of her throw her veil, wondering how she got here, never in her dreams or even nightmares did she ever think that she will be getting married to the person that she hates the most. “Do I have to do this?” She whispered to the officiator who smiled. “It is the clear procedure. Please answer” “I do.” Julia rolled her eyes and replied nonchalantly.

"That's why he highlighted section four. He wants me to think he can disrupt the custody arrangement if our marriage ends in two years." "Yes," Caiden said. "That’s the threat." "But the marriage isn't ending," she said, looking up. "You converted the contract. You told me the expiration date is gone." Caiden met her eyes. "He doesn't know that," he said. She stared at him. She remembered the question he'd asked about her family name. He'd been putting the pieces together long before she had. "He thinks I'm still trapped by the original terms," she realized. "He thinks section four still stands, and if he pushes hard enough, I'll give him what he wants to protect the baby."

She looked at me like I was — to put it plainly — utter garbage. "I want to make sure you understand what he means," she said. Her voice was smooth, and she had laced it with just enough warmth to make it sound like concern. "You were a rogue wolf two days ago. Whatever this—" she gestured lightly between Dominic and me with her wine glass, "—looks like from the outside, I assure you, that is where the resemblance to a real marriage ends." She paused, letting her words settle. "He loves me. And his heir will be mine. You served your purpose, sweetheart. Don't complicate what's left of it by forgetting that."

The chandelier light suddenly felt colder. Sienna looked up at her husband, a man she’d married to save a company, a man she was no longer entirely sure she understood as simply an enemy, and felt, for the first time, real fear about what they might be uncovering together.

“ How many more enemies do I have? She says and her husband And her husband who was undressing heard what Evelyn said but wasn’t sure he heard right. “ What did you say? He asked her. “ What are you talking about? She asked him. “ I heard you said something about enemy just now” he said. “ Are you sure, I said that or are you talking about the music I was singing? She asked and he husband was a little confused that she wasn’t singing she said something but he felt again maybe he heard wrong.

" 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. "