Ruth's Husband Novels & Stories

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?”

That was the signal to run. She thought it was cute how they behaved and hoped she would have a happy relationship like that too. Well, she didn't expect Konrad to fall in love with her but she wanted his money and then a divorce. She was stuck in her head for longer than she thought, Ruth was done attacking her husband and she had found her sitting mindlessly on the sofa. "Look here girl, I don't want you near my husband, he is mine and mine alone, got it?" She hissed and it snapped Cam back to her reality.

"Ruth, is your mother aware of this?" Ruth shrugged her shoulders and moved to sit. She rolled her huge diamond ring and looked up at Christine. "Do not worry about my mom. Worry about me, I need you Chris. My marriage is terrible." Ruth's voice broke at the end and Christine became alarmed. What did Alex do to Ruth?

Was she really annoyed of him gossiping, or was she guilty of doing something wrong? “He’s my husband, and it’s not easy dealing with his disappearance. I can’t sleep soundly not knowing where he is,” Ruth sarcastically replied. The driver should focus on driving and stop asking unnecessary questions. “Well, maybe he just left and wasn’t ready for marriage.” “What do you mean not ready?” Her eyes flew to him with annoyance. “We’re already married, and he’s not ready?” She almost rolled her eyes. “Who would take him? He’s not rich enough to be kidnapped. He’s the only bagger who got kidnapped from the beginning.”

He slowly stood up with an emotionless face while looking at me, “You can’t even protect her in a simple way, what else if too much of this same thing happens to her? You’re not fit to be my son’s wife and not even to be a mother to my grandchild!” “I admit!” I raised my voice at him before I pushed Kyrie’s hands away from me. “I admit that I have failed this time to protect and look after my daughter, but it doesn’t give you any right to judge me too quickly!” My eyes began to water while looking at them. “I admit that I have failed to be Kyrie’s wife and even before I became his wife, but you don’t know how hard I tried just to stay beside him no matter how scary it can be.” My tears flowe

**** "Spuurrrr…!" Phoebe spat out the whiskey. "What!? Richard Hill is your husband. Oh my God! You are the crazy rich wife in New York." Phoebe's brain shook violently as she plummeted from cloud nine, her mind reeling at the revelation that the man they had been discussing was none other than Richard Hill.

"Seriously, just run the numbers. It won't hurt anything. This guy's just blinded by love." "Loving your wife doesn't mean you let her walk all over you. Look at what she's done to your mom and sister. You've got to have some conscience!" "It's the heartache of a loving mother. She surely loves her daughter, too. She doesn't even have money for her daughter's medical bills, and yet she's still putting her son first." Bolstered by the crowd, Zara stood taller. "This time, I'm going to make sure you cough up every cent you've taken from our Josh!"

He was fully aware of the magnitude of their scheme, the potential it held to elevate their business to unprecedented heights. Ephraim, his father, clapped him on the back, a proud smile on his face. Raize nodded, his resolve hardening. He was a Laurier, and he would do whatever it took to uphold their family's legacy. As the days turned into weeks, Raize found himself caught in a whirlwind of wedding preparations and business meetings. He played his part perfectly, charming Amelia, winning her trust. But beneath the facade, he was a man torn between his duty and his conscience.