Novel & Cerita Novel My Lovely Husband

Soon, I rule out their suspicion. Given their personalities, they don't bother to play such a prank. Could it be that my husband has been kidnapped? If so, why doesn't he call the police? I frown. Something doesn't seem right. "Maybe I should call the police now," I think aloud. Hope that it's merely a prank. If Nathan has an accident, at least I can save his life. Suddenly, another message arrives. "I'm not your husband but someone closest to you! This thing is so weird. I'm afraid you won't believe my words. Don't call the police! Pretend nothing has happened and go to the bank first!"

"Maybe she just can't bear to part with her husband's wealth and assets. It's just that the mistress has already given him a child, while Dr. Hudson hasn't… I guess she's going to have to step aside now." "Did you see the baby's features? It really looked a lot like Dr. Hudson's husband. No wonder he loves his mistress so much…" I stopped walking. Looking through the glass windows, I could see Robert cradling the newborn baby in his arms while sitting next to Bianca's bed in the ward, laughing and chatting casually with her. They looked so wonderfully harmonious together that they looked more like they were an actual family of three. A sharp, piercing pain shot through my chest, and suddenly

Too practiced. Then he said it. “She’s not just a friend, Nadine . Sofia is my wife. My real wife.” My jaw clenched before my brain caught up. “What?” “She’s my real wife,” he said again. “You… you were just… filling in." A substitute, I guess.” I waited for him to laugh. For Sofia to roll her eyes and say we’re messing with you. But nothing. No punchline. No wink. No twist. Just silence. And that’s when I realized. I was the only one laughing.

He finally found the family he always wanted. "I love you, moya lyubimaya zhena.," he said and gazed into her ocean blue eyes. "I love you too, moy d'yavol muzh," she smiled and looked at him adoringly. ----The end.----- Translation: Pomogi mne! : Help me! Moya lyubimaya zhena : My lovely wife Moy d'yavol muzh : My devil husband Thank you everyone for reading! Please be sure to check out my other stories in this platform:

my friend Jocelyn rushed off her words as she roust me to pry through the numerous numbers of students who left their classes to be here just for one man and that man is my husband. That breathtaking, mouth-watering, virile and dazzling young man who is the idol of every student here today is none other but my cold and arrogant husband. I nearly laugh out loud when Jocelyn coaxes me to come here today with her so that I can get a glimpse of the world's most handsome and talented idol not to talk of how rich he is. To get a glimpse of my husband, a man I see everyday.... that was funny.

◆Khushi's P.O.V.◆ One fine morning, I woke up in a beautiful, enormous mansion, only to find out that I was already married and had lost a small part of my memories that were my husband's. The man who was wearing a white, plain shirt and trousers and looked extremely handsome yet appeared quite perverted was my husband. I couldn't just swallow the fact. How could I possibly love anyone other than "Akash Malhotra," my one and only love?

Berk exclaimed. "I just want to enjoy myself for some time. "Lia said as she managed to smile a little. "Is Andreas that boring? "Berk asked out of nowhere and, Lia frowned. "I never have anyone as unique and as extraordinary as My Husband. He is the funniest, professional, caring and loving person and most importantly, he is a perfect husband. I am pleased to be married and be mated to him. It's just that he is away on a business trip and I am bored, that's why I want to come on this trip. "Lia said this while smiling, but in reality, she wanted Berk to show his place.

Amari My marriage has taken a very different path from what I thought it would be. I am so in love with my husband, it is becoming hard to hide it. Everyone is telling me that I am glowing. Growing up I had fantasies about how my first time would be, but it was nothing close to what I felt. I completely lose myself when my husband touches me. I can’t stop screaming his name and he loves it. Waking up in his arms and the love reflected in his eyes when he looks at me is complete bliss.

She must have just read those dark romances she bought at the pocket book store. Mari was about to stand up from her seat on the edge of the bed when the door suddenly opened. It was Andrei, his smiles were so sweet while holding a food tray. "Good morning my wife! Breakfast in bed," he said happily, kissing Mari on the lips as he approached his wife. "Good morning my husband! What kind of food are we having? You're still busy with that, but thank you." Mari replied happily. Mari was delighted when she saw the food Andrei had brought for her. They were her favorites, from fried rice, stewed beef, anchovies with spicy vinegar sauce. Add the bananas and dragon fruit plus coffee, Mari was reall

her husband said. “Sorry, I am Mrs Lowry, and this is my husband Desmond Lowry,” she said holding her hand. I shook it and then smiled as I looked at them. “Things happens Mrs Lowry, thank you so much for your hospitality,” I said and then got up. “Sometimes talking is what you need. Be open with your husband, it is clear that you both long for each other,” Mrs Lowry said. “Sometimes love isn’t enough, nor is longing,” I answered, and she shook her head.