Runaway Husband Stages の小説・ストーリー

P : " YOUR daughter she just ran away and I made a mistake by marrying her. Now you and I can never have the money that her father left for her so I am leaving and going back to my wife and son. " M: " Yeah don’t worry, let her be. I found a more wealthy man I don't need her money now." I hung up pack my stuff and left in the middle of the night. DALYN'S POV; I visited stacy third time this week and didn't saw Paspartot or Victoria there. I was having dinner with stacy when she asked " You are fucking your co star right? " I look over at her and nodded and look down. I asked pointing at the door " I didn't see Victoria or her husband again. Where are they? "

He take my luggage and throw it on the floor and I saw my things being scattered on the floor. “How did you know that I’m going anywhere? You was outside and you have meeting with your investors right late at night? How cool, if you were my husband you would not cheat and even have sex with other girl! I can’t beleive I married to someone like you.” I hissed at him and pushed him strongly enough to move him. "Where are you once again going? Are you attempting to flee as you did previously? The last time you ran away, you were in a major accident that may cause you to forget me!" He stated with a sigh, heavy breathing, and emotional control not to hurt me.

Just a few more kilometres, and I will be safe from my pursuers, from the wolves of Pine Paw who are just a stone’s throw away from me. I can hear the sounds of both wolves and humans now chasing me, realizing that some have shifted, probably to make it easier to try to persuade me to come back. Hell has a better chance of freezing over than me going back to Pine Paw. “Don’t hurt her. She is carrying my pup.” Sam calls out to the wolves behind him. He knows I am pregnant. Most of my old pack knows; I guess Alex never had a chance to dispose of the pregnancy test. But no one understands why I would run away from Pine Paw, run away from being a Breeder. I left everything behind to protect my p

Matteo liked to think ten steps ahead, it helped him in quickly finding solutions to his problems. He looked hungrily at his slumbering wife. His cock was pulsating. He grabbed the armrest of the couch and gritted his teeth as he imagined slipping his cock into her pussy. He smiled. He had not done that before and he knew she would love being woken up with his cock. He could not get enough of this woman and he could not understand her. He knew he felt something for her, he just did not care enough to understand what it was. He needed to complete the next phase of his plan. He stood up and went upstairs to call his PR team. He did not want his wife to hear this part.

- Artyom made fun of her husband. - Well, you at least somehow recognized. I smiled as I looked at my husband. Yes, that evening I went too far with strong drinks and showed up at the house of my future husband with very big claims. Having expressed in person all my discontent and indignation, along the way, interrupting everything that came across my hands. The next morning, I just ran away without waiting for an "answer" from the man. And then the game of catch-up began, then he ran after me, then I followed him, and so on for a whole year. Basically, I ran away, and not alone, but with the Fox, which only teased our future husbands. And finally, the main question, who still won our hearts

he taunted, stepping forward with a menacing grace. “Stay back!” I said, my voice shaking as I held James tightly. “Oh, Emma,” he replied, taking a slow step closer. “I don’t want to hurt you… I just want what I deserve.” I held James tighter, my mind whirring, desperate for a plan. “James, when I say run, you run as fast as you can,” I whispered to him, my voice barely audible he nodded. My mind raced, trying to think of any possible way out.

“She’s my wife. She ran away after our fight, and I still don’t know where to find her. If anyone sees her, please call me using my personal number. Just make sure it’s legit because if not, you’ll face the consequences.” Damn! “And another thing, there will be a reward for anyone who can bring my wife to me. Whatever you want—a yacht, an airplane, anything.” What am I, a runaway convict?! There’s a reward?! That perverted jerk! What the heck!

“Married life’s not so bad. And it’s great to see you guys in the same boat, doing so well for yourselves.” I cleared my throat, giving Aria a quick glance, feeling the strange weight of this illusion he’d painted. I hadn’t expected to be sitting here, pretending to be the happy husband with a whole family in tow. But for now, with Jasmine between us, smiling and unaware, I decided to let Thomas think what he wanted. After all, it’s what I really wanted too. Finally, after a few more minutes of cheerful small talk and his happy assumptions, Thomas stood up, brushing off his jacket. “Well, it’s been great, but my wife’s waiting for me,” he said with a wink. “See you two around.”

But she just want to run away from all these crazy situation to heal herself. She pick up her suitcase just enough for her to carry she is leaving lightweight, ready where ever her feet will carry her. Just away from here. She never spare a glance to her husband who is crying and begging her not to leave, for she knows if she does her conviction will be shattered and she will end up running back to him.

“You should have called the police. You can take him to court! You can run away?" “Call the police and say what? My husband is trying to see my daughter and I'm hiding her away from him? Take him to court and say I don't want my husband to see our child? If I run away, I will be tagged a kidnapper.” Tears had gathered in my eyes and I could feel the large lump in my throat. “Why’re you calling him your husband? You said you ran away on the wedding day. You never got married.” I fell on the chair and placed my head in my hands. Maybe I shouldn't even have run away. If I had known that I had already been married to him the day he paid my deadbeat father that money, I wouldn't have bothered to