Novel & Cerita The Only Favourite Ugly Husband

“What are you doing in my bed? Get out of there!” I turned to my right, where a tall man with an old birthmark on his left chest was glaring at me. That man is my husband — Fredric Liam Smith. What could I do when he acted like that? Of course, I immediately got out of his way. There was no affection, no kisses, no trace of happiness. The only time he ever showed me a kind gesture was when we were in front of his grandmother, Rosa. Rosa is the only person in this family who truly loves me. Her care and warmth never go unnoticed, and I owe her so much.

Damon suddenly cut off Henry in mid sentence which made Henry shock. "Yes." Damon answered making Henry taken a back suddenly. "What?" Henry asked. "Yes, Uncle Henry... I am happy with my wife right now!" Damon answered and Henry blinked his eyes not believing how he can be happy with his forced marriage. "You are happy with Riya?" Henry asked once again tying to hope he heard wrong but no. He isn't wrong. "Yes. I am. No matter what... Riya is my Wife now! I should be happy with her and I am. She is perfect wife for me. Now and... forever!" Damon answered closing his eyes and gulped his saliva down his throat.

she replied which made me smiled. "Why did you exactly wanted to cover his infidelity? She drew a long deep sigh and then looked straight into my eyes, " Because I love him!" I was speechless but I was more tongueless the moment she said explained everything about Naila and her husband, and their friendship that turned out to be nothing anymore but just a memory! I couldn't believe that Liam was a jerk! But I guess Farrah was more jerk than him, trying to hope that she could still save their marriage, trying to believe that her husband would learn to love her.

My whole life I was looked down on in my parents' home and now my very own husband is going to remind me of my ugliness every single day. I know he will never fall for an ugly girl like me but my heart had already started beating faster in his presence. "They said I was ugly but the mirror never lied, My reflection smiled when I smiled, it cried when I cried. But one day he stood behind me changing the very definition of beauty. Those eyes stared at me and those words left a deep hole beneath. She believed his words like her own And then she knew She was ugly no wonder everyone knew She was Elle Hamilton, a disgrace everyone wanted to get rid of very soon.

To save his life, I'll reluctantly become Byun Baekhoon's wife, a charismatic and enigmatic man notoriously known for his extravagant nightlife, same-sex preferences and captivating beauty that defies conventional norms. The media relentlessly covers every aspect of his life, scrutinizing his each move, and every colleague gossips about him in a mix of awe and disdain. Some colleagues gossip maliciously, calling him "abnormal" or "unacceptable," revealing their deep-seated prejudices. Yet, others can't help but admire his stunning beauty, captivating charm and undeniable elegance that transcends conventional boundaries.

“Beach BBQs, surfing, sunshine… I figured we all needed a break.” My heart swelled. I never liked tropical trips. Swimsuits only reminded me I was overweight. The frumpy wife in every room. “You, me, and Noah.” he added, pressing a kiss to my cheek. “Do you like it?” I was floored. My paint-covered, daydreaming husband suddenly became romantic? Maybe he hadn’t forgotten us after all. “Okay! Yes!” I said excitedly. “Yes!” Tom exclaimed.”Oh, honey, we’re going to have the best time!”

Eryna frowned and spoke to the half-asleep Micah, The women at his side looked at Eryna with disgust and spoke, “Who are you, Ugly?” She spoke. “Huh? What did you call me? Ugly? Which part of me do you think Is ugly?” She replied. “No! Why am I fighting with you? Get away from my Husband!!” Eryna growled. There was a pause and then They cracked into laughter. “You? His wife? Look at him, he is handsome, he is rich, why would he marry someone like you? Get out of my sight or I will-“

Raising his hands, Pastor Chauffee gestured for us all to stand as he closed out the service in prayer. Humiliated, I turned to run out of this place and collided with Paige. Donovan is far from attractive, but he's a decent-looking man. He could snag a pretty woman if he wanted to, but his wife is hideous. The saying "you're not ugly, just broke" does not ring true for her. She's extra nice whenever she sees me, but she must hate how much her husband caters to me.

The father is agitated. “I disagree! When I said my vows the first time. I said for better or for worse! I’m not leaving my wife because she doesn't remember me! I know she will one day!” “Devon! You are a foolish man! This one doesn’t know you at all! All she knows is that you are filthy rich and can provide a good life for her! Cut her loose! You don’t know what she got going on in her head!” “Excuse me! I can’t sit here and let you say what you say about me, sir! I’m not some gold digger! I may not remember my husband, but I’m falling in love with him, and that’s what matters to me! Not his wealth!”

“You’ve changed your mind? That’s wonderful! The military will send someone to pick you up in ten days. But Aurora, I have to remind you again. Once you join this mission, your personal information will be erased. Your husband… with his extreme need for control… will he agree?” Hearing her concern, I froze for a moment. Marco really did have an overwhelming possessiveness toward me. We grew up together. The Vitale family was always busy with mafia affairs, and the previous Don raised Marco by his side. However, no matter how chaotic things got, Marco always made time to see me. As I was a light sleeper by nature, he searched the entire world for bedding, personally testing everything just to