The First Husband: A Novel Mga Nobela at Kwento

His eyes—the same ones that had once looked at my husband with love and now locked onto me with an unsettling intensity—felt like a ghost from my past, one I never wanted to face again. Noel. My husband's lover. His first love. The one he cheated with.

I pick up the note and forget to breathe when I see the words written there. “My Husband is a monster, and he’ll be the death of me— —*

I had chosen to wear loose clothing to be comfortable for the baby, and after climbing the stairs, I probably looked a bit disheveled. “I’ve met plenty of women with that excuse before. It doesn't mean that you can have your shot at Grady just by climbing a few flights of stairs," the woman said, casually fiddling with her manicured nails. “Do you think your looks are enough to win him over?" "I'm his wife. I have to tell him something, so please let me in." I didn't want to argue with her and reached for the door handle again. She shoved me back, yanking me all the way to the stairwell. In the scuffle, she scratched my skin, leaving a few bloody marks While safeguarding the thermos with one

No matter how many times she turns over her husband's explanation about the proxy dog at their wedding, it just doesn’t sit right with her—she simply can’t bring herself to accept it. No one dares to treat her this way—no one. Every man before had shown her respect, handled her with care. But this? This was a slap in the face, and she burned with fury at the audacity. She’s married to a man she barely knew. A mysterious arrangement designed to protect her family’s fortune. An agreement born of pressure, pride, and secrecy. She hadn't even seen his full face—only a voice on the phone, a signature on a contract, and a promise wrapped in shadow.

A sharp, merciless pain stabbed through me. In the face of danger, my husband had left me behind—the wife who had thrown herself in front of him to take the blow. He had carried the woman he truly cared for and run without hesitation. The people around me were panicking, fleeing in all directions. No one noticed me in the corner, abandoned, left with no help. The pain grew worse. My eyelids were too heavy to keep open. I bit my lip until I drew blood, telling myself over and over, 'Audrey, don't fall asleep. Stay awake. You have to hold on…'

The flame briefly illuminated her face…sharp cheekbones, hollow eyes, lips curved in cruel amusement, and her noticeable grey hair. “The part where they reconnected,” I prompted, keeping my tone steady. “Yes,” she said, eyes gleaming. “They rekindled their love. Because apparently, the lady wasn’t happy with her husband. And well… they couldn’t stay away from each other.” I froze. Wait. No. Her tone, her choice of words…it wasn’t just a story. It was their story. Her and Father’s. But then… who was the first love in this version? “And somehow,” she continued, exhaling smoke, “the woman got pregnant for her first love.”

He whispered. "I don't want to" she whispered back. "But you are in good mood today. I'll be gentle so we can't make noise. Please I need to..." He slowly moves his arms around her for a hug. But she slapped his arm "I'm not in the mood" "This is the first time you rejected me..." He took a deep breath. He is actually so frustrated because he can't remove Sarah's moaning earlier and the fact it actually makes him hard... but his wife should not know about this.

‎Apart from the boners and crazy words I get called, everything else was blissful. ‎Here I was in bed thinking about how the hell I was supposed to leave the house without my husband or his workers asking where I was going. And besides he said we had to talk so he could tell me my role and how this marriage was going to work. ‎I read ad watched too much mafia stories that I feel I won't have freedom to do pretty much anything. ‎I picked up my phone and called Claudia. ‎"I heard you girl are now a married woman" she laughed dropping the phone on the mirror for me to get a proper view of her face.

Caraline snapped, "only misfortune and misery deserve your company." "Then for the woman who is my wife, what do you consider her?" asked Deric with a calm expression. Caraline's face turned bright red. Her body tensed up until her back moved away from the back of the chair. She just realized that her status with the man beside her was husband and wife. How could she forget that annoying fact? "Shut up," Caraline said with both hands clenched tightly.

Dahil sa unang pahina ay may isang lumang larawan. At sa pagkakataong ito... Malinaw na malinaw ang mukha ng babae. Si Seraphina. At nakasuot siya ng wedding dress. Kasama ko.