The Husband Who Lied Novels & Stories

“Recognize these?” Hendrik glanced at them—transfers, car reports—and his smile faded. “Your car was used to attack my wife. Registered in your name.” Hendrik laughed nervously. “That must be an administrative error. I have many vehicles—how should I know who borrows what?” “And the millions from Broto’s companies?” Hendrik’s expression shifted. “Calvin, you’ve been through trauma. Don’t make wild accusations.” “I have all the truth I need.” Calvin laid down her father’s letter. “My father-in-law knew about you years ago. He tried to expose you—so you helped Broto frame him.”

And a man like that turned around and called me cruel. I typed my reply slowly. "Lorenzo, you and the others lied to me and let me down again and again. "You were my husband. You were supposed to protect me. "But for Giuliana, you pushed me off a cliff without a second thought. "And you call me cruel? What gives you the right?"

"Husband? Are you serious right now, Lucas?" "Tell me one thing in this marriage that looks like a marriage." "And as for being out all night," I shrugged, deliberately casual. "I don't mind telling you. I'm sleeping with someone." "Sleeping with someone?" He repeated it low, as if he wanted to grind the words between his teeth. I met his eyes without flinching. "That's right. You get to spend your life pining after Seraphina, and I'm not allowed to go find love of my own? Seraphina's back. Sign the divorce papers. Clear the way."

“You think I didn’t ask myself that a thousand times? She wasn’t supposed to be driving that morning. I didn’t even know she’d left. I was at work!” “Convenient,” she said bitterly. “The husband doesn’t know. The family doesn’t ask. And somehow the brakes just… fail. Must be a miracle.” I laughed once under my breath, though nothing about it was funny. “You want a villain, don’t you? Someone to hang your grief on. And I’m the easiest choice.” “You were her husband.” “I was also the man she lied to.” The words slipped out before I could stop them. “The man she betrayed.”

Should I tell him that our marriage was not the best or I should lie to him since he had lost his memories? ‘’I want the truth,’’ he told me. ‘’was our marriage the best?’’ I didn’t know how to reply to him and so, I didn’t say a word for a few moments. Dominic's eyes were fixed on me, waiting for an answer. I knew he was recovering from a memory loss, but I also knew he deserved the truth. I took a deep breath and tried to find the words. "It's been good," I lied. But the words felt like a betrayal. Dominic was my husband, the man I loved all my life even though he never reciprocate my feelings. I couldn't keep the truth from him.

I needed to do something. "I have had enough of your lies!" I shouted at him. Even though they were not lies! "You can't come to my home and ruin it for me.. especially in front of my husband!" I cautioned again. Geez, what now? "I have lied to all of you, and I'm sorry for that, I didn't want you guys to pester me about being married at this age and I wanted to feel among you guys, you all insult me at school about being married, and that's why I had to lie that..I am not happily married or so..." "I am happily married to Barry and we even use to have sex!"

“You—you believe this?! What, are you both crazy now?” Inside Lilly’s mind, Lia had been completely silent. Until now. And when she spoke, she did so with glee. ‘Girl—’ Lia practically wheezed. ‘At this rate, cutie pie over there is definitely going to drag you to a mental hospital.’ Lilly clenched her teeth, her fingers twitching with irritation. Lia snorted. ‘I mean, can you blame him? You basically just told your husband that his entire life with you is a goddamn lie. You’re lucky he hasn’t dropped dead from the shock—’

"I'm just glad that you faked it. That it's not true. It's great that my wife doesn't have postpartum depression!" Seeing that his words came from the bottom of his heart without hesitation, Sonnet felt warm and sweet. Why was her silly husband so good? She really loved him too much! Just as she was about to kiss him, Maxwell turned anxious. "But honey, aren't you angry that I lied so much?" "How much did you lie? You didn't die, but you lied to me? You even pretended to be another person and became my neighbor? You were clearly very smart, but you lied to me that you were a fool and took advantage of me?"

He dropped his phone on the bed and pressed his sweaty palms together. So his wife heard everything the reporter said. He had no choice than to come out clean. “Tha-that girl—it’s a lie. I have absolutely nothing to do with her. It’s a false allegation, my wife.” He demonstrated with his hands as he spoke from the bottom of his heart. Madam Lewis’ murderous countenance didn’t change a bit. “Come on, believe me. I’m your husband. Will you choose the words of a reporter over mine?” “You know those people are always running their mouths, lying to the audience, for money.” He scampered over to his wife’s side.

“I… “ If I tell Dominic that Conor almost hit me, that would be terrible. So I lie. “No, “ I say quietly. Dominic doesn’t move. “Are you sure?” His voice is lowered to a threatening growl again. “I am, of course. “ I stammer the untruth. “He hasn't. But he also won’t give me a divorce. “ Dominic is quiet for a long moment before he nods. “Okay, “ he says and pulls away from me entirely. “I will talk to him. “ “Let me tell him first, “ I say, “And we will figure out everything. Okay?”