Shamier Little Husband Mga Nobela at Kwento

"Who are you?" I could still hear Shofia's voice questioning Damon. "I'm her husband." I lifted my head at Damon's audacity to tell the people here that he was my husband. He shouldn't have done that, considering our marriage was a secret. From where I was sitting, I could see Shofia visibly shaking. Her eyes were fixed on Damon with a fierce look. I guessed that Shofia would be surprised to know who my husband was that I had kept a secret. Shofia seemed to grin as if she was teasing Damon. "Oh, so you're the husband? That damn man...!"

His eyes followed me, brow furrowed. When I reached him, I didn’t stop right away. Instead, I placed my hands on his shoulders. He flinched, just slightly. And that almost made me laugh. I leaned in just enough for my voice to drop, softer now. “My dear husband…” I tilted my head, my gaze locking into his. “Let’s have an open marriage.” Silence. Yes, I would serve him that hot dish first.

Dana sarcastically smiles back at him. "Alright, then. Let me help you understand what I'm trying to point out... I just found out today that you are not my husband and you are an impostor. My real husband is already dead, and you came in to my life pretending to be Garrett. And that pretty sums up everything." she said it all in one breath, as she is trying her damn hardest not to cry. The man who is standing before her didn't dare to say anything, but Dana can see that his face have become white as sheet because of shock.

I suddenly faced him and put his two hands on my chest, which surprised him. "Is it big?" I asked and smiled sheepishly. "F**kkkkkkkkk!!" He screamed and immediately withdrew his hand. I was surprised when he threw soap on my forehead "Ouchhh!" That hurts but it will be okay! That's how I got used to it, sh*t my forehead hurts! BTW he's Ken Fernandez my husband I mean, my one and only GAY HUSBAND. Yep, he's right, he's gay, he's a very handsome man, and yeah he's really gay!

With that, I turned around and dialed the number for the police. “Officer, I want to report a crime! My husband transferred my premarital assets without my consent to his mistress!” “I suspect they are plotting something!”

My brothers burst out laughing like they’d just witnessed the world’s finest comedy show. I, however, failed to see the joke. She smoothed her wild hair, fixing those hazel eyes on me. “Tell me where he is. I swear I won’t kill him. I just want to shove these papers down his throat,” she said, waving the papers in my face. “There must be a mistake,” I said, still trying to piece this insanity together. “Oh stop feeding me fairy tales! Where is that son of a bitch?” “Are you insane? There’s clearly a mistake here! I am Darian Freeman and I am one hundred percent sure I am not your husband!”

Somewhere in New York, 1 PM. “I’m glad you still remember me,” David sneered, “I thought after returning to the United States, you’d forget your lover in Canada because you decided to go back to your ex-husband.” The shock in Claire’s eyes was still very evident. However, Claire knew her surprise wouldn’t change anything—it wouldn’t end or fix anything. So she shook her head—giving a single sentence to refute David’s words, “He’s my husband, not my ex-husband.” She replied confidently, hoping for a miracle to be on her side amid the crushing situation.

she asked sweetly. Just like with Baekhoon, I point to the fridge and the note taped to it. Immediately, I regret it. That was cold. She’s Baekhoon’s girlfriend. My… husband’s girlfriend. Husband? Ugh. That word feels so heavy and weird in my mouth. We’re not even close to being a real couple. I feel a bit guilty. How am I supposed to act around her? Cold? Distant? Friendly? This is Shell Kim we’re talking about. The Shell Kim. I used to be her biggest fan.

I stole a glance at him, and the smirk he gave me promised trouble. And I couldn’t help but think… Maybe my husband's open marriage suggestion wasn’t such a bad idea after all.

she sighed, looking over. "I've got what's called a Micro-penis," he said. "I'm much smaller than average." No one spoke for several seconds. "He's... he's my husband and I love him, but there's only so much that someone that small can do, you know?" she asked. He nodded, as did Jessie and Dex. "Still, I'm happy and always have been. We find other ways to get each other off, and we enjoy it," she said. "He's a great lover with what he can do, and I always enjoy being with him."