Novel & Cerita Novel My Lovely Husband

“Those two years when your legs were paralyzed—yes, I wasn’t by your side. But why? Because I was out finding a cure for you! “I went into the hottest deserts, battling sandstorms and blistering heat to find the plants needed for extracting those medicinal compounds. My team and I were nearly swallowed by quicksand. We faced storms that almost killed us. But I never backed down because I wanted you healed. I wanted the research to succeed more than anyone else. “And what about you? While I was risking my life for you, what were you up to? You were sleeping with my cousin. You hid it from me for two years! And you even used ‘business trips’ as an excuse to marry her in America!

Lucian would wire a bomb to this man’s chest and watch him explode in the front yard. “I do. Not only would he kill you…but he wouldn’t be happy with me either.” His eyes narrowed. “Would he hurt you?” “I don’t know. He’s not usually violent with me, but he’s a very violent man.” “Not usually?” he asked, acid in his tone. I didn’t want to spend the evening being pissed off at my husband. I wanted a night of intense passion, intense fucking, and intense memories I could touch myself to later. “Anyway…it’s just tonight.”

He will surely be a very good husband. It is still a big puzzle to her why her sister is not content with being a simple housewife. Maybe people are different. Her, she would be happy to be Alexander's simple wife, taking care of him, making him happy. They both seem so simple, they just happen to be from two different worlds. But they have met and it looks like they both have fun. It was late when they got back to the resort. He invited her to the beach for dinner. It turned out that he prepared a table right on the beach. They were the only two in that part. He is a very romantic person.

I'm glad nobody knows that we seek to make each other suffer. After setting the table, I called in the minister and my husband. "I can see now that you guys are in a springtime of love." The minister's wife said. "What's the springtime of love?" The minister asked. "It's a season when couples can't stop pouring out their love." She answered. "Venessa told me about it." Martin held my hand. I wanted to push his hand away but I smiled at the minister and his wife. "Venessa, what do you like most in your husband?" The minister's wife asked.

Ever since my husband, James Zeller, and I got married, we'd been following the common-law marriage system from his hometown. In other words, we didn't hold a wedding ceremony, held no official marriage license, and refrained from interacting with each other's relatives. I also retained my family name. Ever since he moved to the military base, I'd pretty much lost all contact with him. All I had of him was the photo we took when we got married, the occasional letters he sent home, and some transaction receipts.

And somehow, in the arms of a dangerous man, I find myself at peace. " I know you love dancing. " He whispers and my heart warms at his words. I have always loved dancing but Javier hated it so we rarely danced. He didn't take me to parties, opting to bring Sophia so with time, I settled to dancing alone at the confines of our house. But how did... " I never told you that. How do you know? " I ask, pulling away and looking at him. Lorenzo shrugs. " Your husband has a lot of information about you, including your love for dancing. " He explains and my heart races. He just called himself my husband? Does that mean...?

“What is love like? Warmer than summer, More beautiful than the flower, purer than the primrose. What is happiness? More crystalline than the sea More serene than the sky More intense than lightning.” I then picked up my laptop and started writing on the novel I was long overdue to start. I couldn’t even say how long I wrote, but I knew it totally cut me off from reality and all the excitement I was feeling before I started writing. She was quiet and in a good mood again. Except my joy didn’t last long because my beloved husband burst in on me and threw an envelope on the bed. It shocked me when I saw him. I feared him, of the power he had. He tore open the door and came at me, thundering lo

his confession brought tears in my eyes. I hugged him tightly for loving me so much. I can see every family member of mine is looking at us adoration and pride. Huge round of applause made us apart from our hug. Thank you so much God for bringing my boring life to interesting, heart breaks, love and most importantly happiest one. I love you so much my dear husband. I don't know why he calls me mysterious? But I was never mysterious, right? THE END.

Because it turns out that the husband doesn't remember it. "Too many memories, honey. There are so many memories of us both. Starting from the beginning of our marriage, until I really fell in love with you. And I got pregnant even when we were in Maldives. So Maldives is the most beautiful island that is always in my heart," said Axelina to Amar. Axelina imagines her most beautiful moments with Amar. How is the look in the eyes of the husband who always calm her. An arrogant Amar turns into an Amar who is very warm to his wife. Amar, who heard the words of his wife, in his heart Amar was so happy. Because the wife still remembers the details of the memories of the two of them.

She threw herself into his arms. "Really? You really love me?" "Of course, my baby," Liam said, holding her tight. "That woman was just a tool, a stepping stone. You are my whole world." They clung to each other, as if no one else existed. The crowd murmured in understanding. "Oh, so that's how it is!" "Marriages for business are common in high society." "Mr. Vance and Miss Chloe are the real love story!" "That wife is just a tool. She deserves it!"