Tanda Suami Berbohong Novels & Stories

John asked. I saw Taylor’s jaw clenched and his face turned even darker. I can read it clearly from his expression, he don’t want me to utter another word. I smirked at him and walked to face his family. “My husband here cheated on me with his business partner. A girl, yes, and that girl is shoving a huge fucking dildo in my husband’s butt-hole! Now tell me again to forgive this bastard and move on from this problem.” They all went paled. I don’t know what Taylor looks like since he was standing quietly behind me.

Grandma said, turning to face Mia. She cleared her throat, and a smile formed on her lips. "Grandma, all I am saying and still saying is that Lucas and Olivia are in a fake marriage contract because you urged her to give up the company or get married, and the video I showed you yesterday clearly showed Lucas declaring it was all fake." "What are you saying about that, Olivia?" Grandma inquired, her eyes looking directly into mine, conveying a mix of emotions that words couldn't capture. "Grandma, Men will always be men. I do not support my husband for cheating on me with another woman, but Grandma I have no contract with my husband," I falsely stated.

Bon-Hwa, she would leave to her mother’s house, she was not going to force herself on him or any other man. The silence lasted for about 15 minutes before Boe Ho mustered the strength to talk again. Boe Ho’s voice interrupted her. “But you told me that you were not having sex with the man, so how come you are pregnant?” he asked in a shaky voice, trying to control whatever emotion that he was feeling within him,” “ I have never had sex with him and have no intension of having sex with him. So he is not responsible for my pregnancy.” If ‘your husband’ is not responsible for your pregnancy, who then is?” He emphasized the word ‘your husband’ with bitterness in his voice.

"Someone faked them. I was never at that hotel. I never touched Julian. I swear to you, I..." "Enough." My father's voice cracked through the room like a whip. "Don't insult our intelligence by lying." "I'm not lying!" Tears burned in my eyes. "Dad, please. You have to believe me, I would never..." "You've always been selfish," Patricia cut in, her lips pressed into a thin line. "Always thinking only of yourself. But this? Cheating on your husband? Disgracing this family?" "I didn't cheat!" My voice broke. "Those photos are fake, someone set me up. Please, you have to..."

"Well ... we can't be sure yet, I'll take a test after we're back home." He stood and walked over to her, he ran his hand along her arm and landed on the back of her neck, "You should've told me this earlier ... I thought you were hiding something from me," he spoke into her ear. He slipped his other hand under her dress and touched her breast, "We should be doing what husband and wife do on their honeymoon, Ari, make sure there really is a baby inside you." He breathed her in while he groped her. "I've killed for you, Ari, I would be very disappointed if you're hiding things from me ... are you hiding things from me?"

he says in a teasing tone. “And you still just had to shoot your shot, didn’t you? You’re pathetic. Let me go.” I huff. He leans in, a sweep of his dark hair crossing his brow. “I also heard it was a publicity stunt. Something to do with Lund’s kid, right?” Seriously, who the fuck is still out here saying our marriage is fake? Because I’m about to kick them in the fucking cunt. “There’s nothing fake about my marriage.” Corey leans in, his other arm bracing against the open doorway. “Come on, you can tell me the truth. I know that stiff Will Lund can’t possibly keep you satisfied… isn’t he gay?”

the manager began. "But she stole my husband! I saw them together in the condo while my husband was sick!" Alice accused. Lenie rolled her eyes again. She couldn't understand how Alice managed to stick to her lies. 'Husband? Alexis was just about to propose to you. You’ve always been such a liar.' "Husband? Ma’am, you’re not even wearing a wedding ring. And if she really stole your husband, why did you bring her here?" The manager’s words silenced Alice. "Ah, well… I just forgot to wear my ring, but he really is my husband! I don’t even know how he is right now because I’m stuck here," Alice said, pretending to wipe her tears.

I hissed, annoyed that he was pissing me off the moment I woke up. What a crappy way to start the day. “You don't want to mess with me.” He hissed. “Or what?” I fired. “You will tell the world that your real wife is trying to sabotage you with the news of what is going on in your life and you've actually been lying to them and flaunting a fake?”

"Shalom is just a child. She's innocent. Just save her life for now, and after that, I'll agree to anything—the divorce, my punishment, or even me leaving our marriage with nothing." I didn't think for a second that he would keep his word, so I turned to walk away. He chased after me, clamping down on my hand and dragging me toward the emergency room. "You have no other option today." "Let go of me, Austin! I'm pregnant. You can't—" I stopped myself mid-sentence. Austin hesitated for a brief second, and his gaze turned frosty. "Don't you try to deceive me. It's physically impossible for you to conceive."

This is bad. "More lies. Reports can be faked. I think you know that better than most, don't you?" He lifts his chin, glaring down his proud nose at me. "Our entire marriage is a lie, isn’t it?” Terror shakes me to my very core. "I have no idea what you're talking about," I say. "All your words of love and devotion are just as false as everything else you've told me, aren't they?" If I didn't know better, I'd say Evander looked hurt, and even worse, deeply disappointed.