One Husband Is Enough Novel Novels & Stories

A thick curl had fallen down across his forehead and my fingers itched to brush it back. Long lashes, perfect cheekbones, full pouty lips and a stubble-covered jaw. He was so perfect, too perfect for me. I momentarily felt jealous of his future wife though. Her husband was going to make her feel a million different things in bed. I had lost count of how many times I came last night. As I tiptoed to get my clothes, I winced, feeling the ache between my legs. It was a pleasant ache though. Milena had said after a one-night-stand, both people involved moves on like nothing happened.

I jerk my head away, the smell of his expensive cologne making my stomach do a somersault. "Stop it. You can't keep doing this. You can't keep pretending that any of this is normal. We aren't a happy couple on a getaway. You’re a felon and I’m your prisoner." He looks at me with a pained kind of confusion, as if I’m the one being difficult. "What’s abnormal about a husband offering his wife a drink? About a man wanting to dance with his wife and enjoy a quiet evening? You always wanted my time, didn't you?"

Mom says. Luna Estelle hums in approval, I dare down at my pencils. “It’s expected of one’s husband,” she tells him. “Why would you call her wife like she were a stranger you just met?” “We might as well be strangers,” he grumbles. “I like wife,” I swallow. “It’s nice, and fun. Right, husband?” “Right,” he nods. “I should get going.” He says, trying to leave again but Luna Estelle has her hand fisted in his shirt.

“No touching. No pulling me close. Nothing. I lie there in that huge bed alone feeling like a stranger in my own marriage.” Koko’s eyebrows rose. “Macho? The same Macho who swept you off your feet with private jets and tiny diamond bracelets? The Macho who gave you a deep french kiss and was groping your ass in front of his parents because he couldn't keep his hands off you. That Macho is suddenly celibate?” I laughed bitterly. “I know how it sounds, Koko. But it's exactly what it is. My husband is thirty-six, ridiculously successful, controls half the tech investments on the West Coast.”

He sat on the couch in front of me and raised an eyebrow with a playful smirk. "You're pretty ruthless." Looking up indifferently, I met his gaze and replied, "The same goes for you." He deliberately wore his shirt loose to show off his abs, exuding a rebellious, defiant attitude. From the way he looked, I knew he was my husband for this life, Jerome. In my past life, I'd seen him a few times at Hanson family banquets. He'd always come off as a playboy who couldn't stay away from women. I just didn't expect the wedding itself to be this absurd.

Well , they already had the introduction letter from her father in law anyway , furthermore they had the marriage certificate so it's not a matter for them to stay in the city for a night . Unfortunately, when they comes back from the restaurant at five in the evening, the man who had just taste the joy of married couple take his wife to the bed and pushing her hard for few hours until Chu Hua ask him to stop and almost fainted from the exhausted. Looking at his exhausted wife that sleep soundly beside him makes him memorize the first day that they met . From her way to talk and the way her late ex husband casually takes her home shows that her late husband didn't care much about her. But he

Like something precious rotting in the dark. She stood up slowly and walked toward the balcony, receipts in hand, necklace still folded inside her palm. The city lights blurred before her. She didn’t cry. Not yet. But her heart was splintering, one quiet crack at a time. "My husband indeed has another woman..."

A live-in son-in-law that’s life revolves around his wife all day was the only thing Darryl was good for. Clifford could not resist taking a few looks at Lily. ‘She’s such a beauty! Her figure was perfect and extremely sexy! That beautiful face was comparable to that of a celebrity. Darryl, that brat really got lucky. However, rumor has it that this brat has not even touched his wife after three years of marriage. Everyone in Donghai City knows about this. Haha!’ Clifford thought. “Old class monitor!” Darryl smiled as he walked over to greet Clifford.

However, after she got married, she only wanted to take care of everything herself—to take care of her husband, their food, and their house. However, they lived in a large mansion, so Claire couldn't clean it herself. Two chefs and dozens of maids are always there to do anything she needs, and they forbid her from getting close to the kitchen because they feel it is inappropriate for her to do so. Finally, she felt as if she was trapped in the mansion without being able to do anything.

I actually forgot the tv drama will be aired that Dohyung actually cast in that time. And she picked up her phone cause it was ringing. It's probably her husband on the line. I am observant of other people's expressions and I wonder why her face immediately went expressionless but with a hint of annoyance when she was talking on the phone. She was always smiling when talking to me earlier. Probably it's been a while since she have a good time so I shrug it off. She ended the call. "Your husband?" I ask and she nodded. "He said we probably stayed too long. Haa. It's so hard when you actually got married now..."