The Husband In Law Novels & Stories

“You're lucky, ma'am. It seems like Sir. Gabriel loves you so much, unlike my ex-husband who cheated on me!" Celina’s throat closed up. She blinked rapidly, fighting the rising tide of panic and disbelief. “Yes. That’s… right.” She forced a nod, swallowing hard. “We’ve been married. W-We are doing great." Marissa gave an understanding nod and smiled warmly. “He’s so proud of you. I always thought you two made a great couple. It’s nice to finally put a face to the name.” Celina’s knees felt weak. A cold wave washed over her as Marissa’s words settled into her like icy needles. The man she had been sharing stolen moments with—the man who whispered sweet promises and touched her like she was th

I've had enough of this! "Oh you didn't, you just had to go riding with your beloved husband, all that, while you just woke, but you forgot you had a brother" He said staring at Ava, then at me. "Nil....." Ava drawled, holding his hand "Ah, brother in law, good morning to you too, Sister snatcher" He said, in a very mean tone "Nil....watch it" Ava said, brows furrowed "Oh I see, your husband looks.....should I say handsome, even though, you had not thought twice about marrying the person who took, mother and father away from us" He said, obviously angry, I stood up from my seat.

I ask. Ian doesn’t look at me right away. Instead, he stirs the milk, like it’s the most important thing in the room right now. When he finally lifts his gaze, there's something unreadable in his eyes, and I hate that I can't tell what he's thinking. “We are not pretending,” he says, looking at me like I'm the one who is out of my mind, “We are husband and wife legally.” I hold back a scoff. “You're out of your mind if you think I'm going to stay married to you.”

"I know I'm not qualified enough to talk to you about things like these, but it's been five years. I've been by her side, taking care of her and her children. Also, the relationship between both Nicole and I, I hope that Mr. Johnston won't come in between and meddle with it." Lawrence had deliberately said it with a provocative smile on his face. Jared's expression had gotten darker before smiling coldly. "I won't mind your five-year relationship. After all, nothing will change. Legally Nicole is still my wife." 'As long as we have a marriage certificate despite having to date for less than a year... These five years wasted with Lawrence are nothing. At the end of the day, I'm still her lega

Law snickered. “There is no comparison between them,” Tabitha said. “See, I knew you had eyes. He will pick you up at seven.” Mrs. Law stated. “You misunderstand. There is no comparison because my husband is a billion times more than your trash of a son.” Tabitha explained. “Bitch, who could be more than the Law family of the Capital? You should be honored that my son wants you to be his woman.” “What of the Elon family of the Capital? And I believe it’s shameful to ask for my wife to accompany this little shit.” Blake asked when he entered the room.

And Joe was suggesting that they do it, in the only location they could. "It's a piece of paper," Joe reminded him, as if he was reading his mind. "But it is our piece of paper. It is out of their reach. It is a truth they can't touch, no matter how they may deceive. It legalizes us as husbands in the eyes of at least one law on this planet." The words legal husbands hovered between them, large and simple and terrible. They were more intimate than any endearment, more binding than any vow spoken in the dark.

he pulled me by the arm but his wife, Isabella, was quick to intervene, stopping what could have amounted to being a scene. "Enough you two. We are in the presence of the Tysons. Can we just keep our differences aside for today?" A wise woman. I flashed her a plastic smile and nodded, ambling over to where my in-laws were gathered. My eyes drifted to Liam, my husband. He was undeniably handsome, with striking blue eyes and dark hair that fell perfectly over his forehead. Yet, whenever he spoke, the reality of my situation hit me like a ton of bricks. "Hi Liam. Can I stay with you?"

"I am your son! Why do you keep standing up for her?!" My heart slammed against my ribs. "You are the one who needs to reflect on your conduct, Ethan," Damian said, his voice flat, emotionless, and terrifyingly cold. "Do not forget that she is still legally your wife. I will not stand here in this house and allow you to humiliate her while dragging the Sterling reputation through the mud." The weight of Damian's words seemed to hit Ethan, reminding him of his father's absolute authority. His hostile stance relaxed slightly, his tone shifting into defense. "I understand, Dad," he muttered, grinding his teeth.

“I see you kept this guy alive. I was thinking your psychopath of a husband would have liked him by now. Glad to see he's going soft. Maybe it wouldn't take so long for me to kill his family and enjoy it.” I didn't let his words make me fear, I just stared him in the eye while he stood tall in front of me. “Take a seat, Roman. I'm guessing you have something to say seeing as you're here. I'd like to hear it.” He went ahead and took the seat, smoothening out his suit. “I was trying to get across to your husband but it appears he's been avoiding my calls.” Lawrence came to stand beside me. “I wonder why.”

“Let’s go through your instructions.” She placed the tray beside me. “These are the medications, your husband should make sure you take them properly.” She said looking up at Alex. My head snapped up. Husband? I glanced at Alex quickly. His expression barely changed, but he spoke immediately. “I’m not her husband,” he said calmly. The nurse blinked. “Oh, I’m sorry. I thought—” “I’m her father-in-law,” he clarified. “Her husband’s father.” “Oh… I see. Is your husband coming?” she asked me.