Novel & Cerita Novel Husband

At a point that Claire never realized would come in her life, for a moment, it crossed her head about the happiness in her past, longing, and fate playing tricks on her. With a heavy heart, she comes to the conclusion that she has always denied for the past month that she… has fallen in love with a man who has her past. She fell in love with a man who tricked her—played and betrayed her with painful lies. She fell in love with this man… with a man who was on his knees in despair after all the destruction that had come to their lives. She fell in love with this man... her husband and all the secrets he had.

With that, I turned around and dialed the number for the police. “Officer, I want to report a crime! My husband transferred my premarital assets without my consent to his mistress!” “I suspect they are plotting something!”

Being frenemies for so many years, I knew she would just call to mock me. I ignored her mockings and asked, "What did you see?" She snickered. "Looks like you aren't that stupid after all. There's an industry networking event over here. Your husband’s been going around introducing his new fiancee to everyone." She added, "I just sent you the address." I looked at the address. It was an hour's car ride from where I was. How dare they be so brazen, so close to where I was? I sneered. Fiancee?

Nova had not quite let us go either even when she moved on and got married; she had never, truly, let go. I pushed the box back under her bed and called the office. First, I had to make sure everyone was protected and then go hunt my girl down. When I saw her again, I had known that it was unlikely that her husband would mess that up. I thought no man who had that would be that stupid, but I knew that I would push my way in there and take her back if he did. I couldn't believe it when I found out just how much of a dumbass her husband was, but I was more than happy to take away what he didn't hold precious.

Chapter 28: Handover 2 AURORA A finance genius whose light was dimmed because of the man she married , that was who I was. The mistake I made because I wanted to fill the void in my heart… because he appeared to be a good man… because my father said he was a perfect godson. But was he a perfect husband to me? The mistake I made was getting married to Bryan and staying even when he treated me like trash after my father died. I was paying for those mistakes, and he was somewhere , either dead or alive?

"Is this another one of those abusive tropes with twisted logic? Who even reads this stuff?" The sheer amount of information snapped my consciousness awake. In that instant, I saw the rest of my bleak and painfully short life. My name was Aria Rowland. I lived in a novel where the male lead tormented his wife before trying to win her back. In the original plot, Henry was drugged and walked into the wrong hotel room. That was how he and I ended up spending the night together. When he woke up, public pressure forced him to marry me. After the wedding, he treated me with nothing but contempt.

Dressed in a perfectly tailored suit, he looked polished, handsome, and full of life. I stared at his face—every familiar line, every angle I knew by heart—and a chill swept through my whole body. It was him. Nathan. My husband. A laugh escaped me, then another. I laughed at myself, at him, at the absurdity of a world where something like this could be real. He could don the mask of a struggling husband for his ailing daughter and me, only to shed it for extravagant feasts and opulent hotels with someone else. Did he not see that a single night's extravagance could have eased his own daughter's pain?

After all, Alicia had never mentioned this to me. Seeing my confusion, Brian smiled and explained, "After you got married, I was heartbroken, so I went abroad. I met a fellow student there, and we got married. However, we later found out we were incompatible and got a divorce. All these years, I had never met anyone else who made my heart race." I didn't know what to say, but Brian reassured me. "Don't feel pressured, and just be yourself. This is my decision." I nodded and said nothing more as I ate dinner.

And I couldn't stop myself as I dashed forward to throw my arms around him. "Xavier!" I squealed excitedly. But the sound died in my throat as soon as it came, my body suddenly forcing itself to a halt. My husband was reaching into the car for something...or someone. He hadn't come alone. I watched in utter bewilderment as a pair of perfectly manicured hands were suddenly grabbing his arm for support. A woman. A tall, beautiful redhead woman was stepping out, right after him. Matching outfits and all smiles. They were close. Too close.

I am not going to let him mock my husband the way he did back in high school, things are way different now. "And I am for 10 years now and we have one amazing baby girl," I said with my head up high, not in a dramatic way though. "He's one lucky dude." He winked at me. I opened up my novel again pretending to read, I can't just concentrate knowing his just seated there. "So trouble in paradise?" I turned on hearing his words. "Excuse me?" "All the times seen you, you have been alone. So where your husband at?" He took a glass of wine from the waitress that's passing by.