Ruth's Husband Novels & Stories

Chapter 2 Two weeks ago The past two weeks have been the happiest days of my life. Waking up each day to behold my handsome husband sleeping next to me on the bed while having his arm around my waist has been the best feeling so far. If only every woman out there is lucky to have a replica of Alex as their husband, then no one would suffer the pain some women do suffer in marriage. Alex is perfect for me, and the best man in the world.

"I just want to ask one thing, Ryn. Was it true when Rhian said you once had a crush on Dencel?" "Yes, but only a little, and it was far way before. I had this petty crush on him when he defended me from that guard who attempted to abuse me, but that was just it. Maybe I just admired him for being brave and for rescuing me without hesitation. Aside from that? It's nothing deeper than a simple crush. It never developed into something more special than a crush and, I guessed, will never develop deeper because, you know, I always have someone in my heart. Someone that no one could ever replace." I felt like I blushed at my last confession. It was no other than him, my husband— my first love and

Can’t he see that his beloved wife is giving him the chance? “What do you think is the problem, Raphael?” Ren Liu asked. “You screwed up. Your wife is giving you a chance to be part of her life.” As Raphael stated, “Part of her life?” He asked.? “Yes, now go home and mend your ways. Shower her with your love and you might have your happy ending.” Ren Liu could only go home and try to understand how things had progressed so fast that he couldn’t comprehend it. Sometimes being a doctor can’t help with love.

His movements became faster and deeper as he pressed her harder into the bed until he groaned harshly and spilled his liquid inside her. They said having sex is amazing and it felt damn good. Why she never felt it that way? Why it seems she felt the opposite? Alec was ruthless and sadist, he never cared if he was hurting her. He only cared for his own pleasure and needs. Sex wasn't that enjoyable at all. In fact it was disgusting and painful, maybe because the man who made her experience it for the first time was a ruthless and heartless man. She gently wiped her streaming tears then covered her naked body by the blanket. She laid her body on the other side of the bed and turned her back to

I grab a pen and start adding things up, crossing out, redoing it when I mess up. “This roof needs work,” I say. “And the freezer is making that noise again.” “I know,” Ruth replies. “He mentioned that too.” That makes me freeze. “He knew about the freezer,” I say slowly. She nods. “They know a lot.” We stay there late, longer than we should, running numbers that don’t look great but don’t look hopeless either. Ruth doesn’t once say she’s considering selling. Not even as a maybe. “This place kept me standing when my husband died,” she says quietly. “I’m not handing it over to someone who sees it as square footage.”

She had never felt cum-ropes splatter so forcefully against her cervix. An hour later, back at the main campground, the husbands and younger kids finally returned from their long hike, tired and hungry. “Where are those wives of ours?” Jane’s husband asked the other men, looking around. “Probably just out for a walk. Wasn’t that where they were last year when we got back from the hike?” Amber’s husband John speculated casually. “I think I’ll start frying up some burgers. I need some meat inside me,” Ruth’s husband announced loudly, completely unaware of how ironic his words sounded.

"Ruth, we've got to stop talking about this thing. Stop thinking about it. Our grandson gets married in four days' time. We've got to get out of here. Back to the 'States. This isn't where we belong. We've got to start thinking about the future, not this stuff. Not what's over and done with…" Ruth could hardly credit the change in her husband. "You've finally admitted it then. That he's dead. That you're not going to find him?" He put his arm around her waist and pulled her towards him in a gentle embrace. "He died a long time ago. I know that now." Ruth smiled and kissed him on the cheek, which embarrassed her as soon as she had done it. "I think I've got myself a brand new husband today, "

His piercing gaze met mine, and I felt an undeniable spark deep in my core I had never experienced before. From that moment on, I was a goner, hopelessly enamored with the man who was to be my husband. How could I not fall for someone like Jason? Brilliant, sophisticated, wealthy beyond measure, cold and ruthless from what I had read. He was every woman's dream. If only I had known then just how misguided my fantasies were. At the beginning of our marriage, Jason was...distant, to say the least. He barely acknowledged my existence in our grand villa, his attention was always focused on work or avoiding me altogether.

I've always expected her to figure it out soon, it was pointless, hiding it away from her. "You brother Adam, gambled away the company at the casino, and in order to keep the company under your family's name, your father agreed to give you over as my wife. The company remains your family's as long as we stay married." ​

She only remembered that Abel, that ROGUE, had whispered in her ear that the most important thing between husband and wife was mutual trust. They were legally recognized as husband and wife, not as a mere couple. It was different from the previous relationship she had once maintained with money. “Tsk!” Ruth cursed as she got out of bed. Where did she get the idea that Abel, that jealous man, was magnanimous? After washing up, she went downstairs. Ruth’s movements were a little sluggish. She saw Abel, who was lounging on the sofa in casual clothes. He looked very unhappy. “Why are you still home?”