Novel & Cerita Naruto Ino Husband

That was the word that came to mind. But in reality, it was only a dream. I was married. And Harl was a secret that wouldn’t make it to light. I didn’t even know if he wanted to have kids. Even if he did, it wouldn’t change anything. Would it?

Damian’s gaze darkened, a storm brewing in his gray eyes. He opened his mouth to reply, but I held up a hand, refusing to let him speak. "I caught my husband cheating on me less than twenty-four hours ago," I said, my voice trembling as the weight of the past day crashed over me. "The man I was married to for three years was planning to divorce me months ago, and I completely had no idea. I haven't even begun to process that betrayal, and you're asking me to throw myself into another relationship?"

He lowered his head, clearly conflicted. I kept up the act and huffed. "If you don't love me anymore and won't let me touch you, then fine. Let's just end things and go our separate ways." I stood up like I meant to leave, and just as expected, he grabbed my hand. When I turned around, Kaelen was blushing and stammering. "I-I don't hate you. I'm just..." "What is it?" "I'm pregnant." I blinked, eyes going wide. "What?"

To tell the truth, this is a very lengthy tale. "Seems like I can finally have that dance, Mr. Monroe." Fucking no! Hell fucking no! I didn’t do anything more than just stand there and give Hinata a look that said, "Don’t you fucking get the message," and then I walked away. I found myself walking toward Mr. Suzuki, the man who fucking needed to call his children into order. My wife is the target of one of them, while I am the target of the other.

“Shit, that’s rough. He told you he’s married?” “No,” I spat, “His wife did. Hana, at some fancy rooftop, waving his phone and calling me a ‘detour.’ So yeah, I hate him. Happy now?” He leaned back, exhaling, his fingers drumming the table. “Damn, I didn’t know it went down like that. Kaito’s… complicated, but yeah, he’s married. Its just for business though. Though it doesn’t excuse lying.” I laughed bitterly, my heart aching.

We don't realize that we have fallen for someone who is impossible for us to love. My smartphone rang. I answered it and put on my earphones. "Dude?" "Dude, how's it going? Have you been to Syracuse? Have you seen her?" I cleared my throat. I smiled staring ahead. "I'm not in Syracuse yet, dude. But one thing is for sure, I will find my wife whatever would be the cost is. I will not let her leave my side again," I said to Niro. "That's our man! The evil husband with a stoned heart is really melting now. Did I say that there is no hard bread for a hot wife?" Niro jokes.

The husband said and pecked his wife's cheek before heading to the restroom. Charlene breathed slowly, she glanced at the woman beside her. She took a sip of champagne and smiled at Charlene. “You're beautiful–” Charlene didn't pivot her head to look at the woman beside her, she thought she couldn't be talking to her. She was still looking around when she felt a soft tap on her shoulder. “You come with your husband?” Puzzlingly, she parted her lips. “Um, no. I came with my dad.” She answered nervously.

After all, she had been trying to get close to Hartanto and everything, and she wouldn't let it all go to Anita. "Mommy, you forgot, now that Anita's married, she has the right to everything." "Not yet, Hana. She can't have everything yet. Besides, I'm sure Anita's husband is a lie. The proof is that he hasn't shown up for two years," Ayu said to her daughter. Hana thought for a moment; indeed, Anita's husband hadn't shown up either. "But, Mom, that doesn't mean he won't." "He'll show up, huh? I'm not afraid at all if Anita's husband shows up. You saw that woman's wedding photo; her husband is wearing bandages, and he's definitely disabled," Ayu replied.

“That’s your solution?” “Evelyn, don’t be ungrateful.” He frowned. “We’ve been together for ten years. I don’t want to be too ruthless with you.” Ten years? I laughed bitterly to myself. In that decade, I had endured countless sleepless nights for him. I had been hospitalized multiple times from overwork. Through it all, he never truly cared. “Do you remember my first stomach hemorrhage?” I asked. He froze for a moment. “What?” “I collapsed in the studio. It was an intern who called the ambulance. Where were you?”

OPEN MARRIAGE. Nina's POV. "I think we should have an open marriage." Nate, my husband suggested and it felt like my world had just crumbled. Did I hear right or was I hallucinating? "An open marriage?" I repeated, just to be sure because currently, my hands that were holding the concealer to cover up the bruises on my face and neck were trembling. "Yes, You heard right, Nina." He frowned, showing his displeasure at being asked to repeat himself and I bit my lower lips hard.