The Only Favourite Ugly Husband Novels & Stories

He was looking at her as if she was the most beautiful bride in the world. She suddenly frowned when she noticed something. Before the accident happened, she can still clearly remember her husband's skin tone. He got this tanned skin color, but after the accident, she noticed that her husband's skin tone has become darker. Did her husband spend too much time working at the farm? She just finds it strange that Garrett's overall demeanor changed, and even his physical appearance! What the hell is going on? After a few minutes, she finished looking at all of their wedding pictures at the photo album. Her suspicions is getting deeper, and she promised herself that she will do anything and everyt

"That's exactly what I just said. No more divorce." "Watch your tone when you speak to my husband." I scowl at her. "Maybe you're used to speaking to your husband like that. But I won't tolerate it if you do that with mine." Gina throws me the most hateful look before she looks away, feeling embarrassed. To be honest, Gina is drop-dead gorgeous. I can see why George is so crazy about her. But come. A gorgeous face means nothing when the heart is ugly. And Gina has the ugliest heart I've ever seen. And George has the purest heart. And maybe that's why Gina takes advantage of that.

When he says that he wishes he met me first, my heart almost explodes with ecstasy, and when he says he loves me, I couldn't breathe, if only it was true. 'Well, it's not like he likes me like that, he's probably just being friendly, plus I am his brother wife and I am hideous, or am I not'-I think as I stare down at my reflection in the mirror ' How could anyone consider this beautiful, my face is hideous, my scar is ugly'- I tell myself, before remembering his words. " Your husband married you because he loves you and because you are beautiful, just like I said you are" I recall, and a broad smile creeps its way to my face.

"If she is dead, then I won't ever marry another woman again for the rest of my life! What am I telling you? How can I curse my wife to die? You're the person who should be dead!" Marcus was truly exasperated. "Not only does a woman like you deserve to be dead, but you're even ugly beyond measure! You speak of my wife becoming ugly, but no matter how ugly my wife gets, she won't be as ugly as you. You're so extremely ugly! Don't you ever look into a mirror? Ugly woman! It's really true that ugly people would create more trouble! Fuck off!"

I shook my head. “He hated him enough to try to kill him. So his brother? I think not.” His expression hardened. “You know nothing about my family. You know nothing about my children.” “And I don’t,” I said simply. “I really don’t. You’re two-faced. You have all these versions of yourself that you show the world. No one can understand you, maybe no one ever will.” I held his gaze. “But what I do know is this....Marcus is my husband. He loves me. He wants me here. And he’s coming back to his empire.”

Sunny sent a shocked bunny emoji: "A forced marriage turned to love? Haha, do things like that really happen in real life?" "What are her husband's hobbies?" Sheila seemed to remember hearing that Killian liked to play golf and ride horses. "He likes to play golf, ride horses." Sunny: "Such high-class hobbies? Is your colleague rich?" Sheila: "She's considered a little rich now, her husband gives her 50,000in allowance every month." Sunny exclaimed with envy, "That kind of husband must be coaxed, and coaxed well." "But someone so rich probably doesn't lack anything."

Suddenly, the whole world had decided that Xyla Quest’s husband was an ugly man. “What a pity. It’s like a fresh flower on cow dung.” “I always assumed that someone like Xyla Quest would definitely marry an elite, wealthy, and handsome man.” “Tsk tsk tsk, I heard that her husband is so ugly that he’s not presentable. He even has an insignificant status! Tsk tsk tsk… Is Xyla’s brain alright? Why does she have to defile herself this way?”

I leaned in close, feeling her warm breath, and said, staring into her blue eyes, watching her panic, “You don’t attract me at all. The next time you call my wife a slut… or even *think* of her that way, I’ll have every tooth in your mouth pulled and your tongue cut out so you’ll never speak again. Got it, Rose?” She nodded, a tear rolling down her cheek. “Olivia is a slut… but *my* slut, the way I like her. No one will call her that again. Anyone who does can consider themselves dead.” “I won’t… I swear!” I let go of her hand, and she stood quickly. I laughed, shaking my head. “Your husband’s a fuck-up! Damn, what’s worse than having you as a wife? Now I get why Olivia’s his favorite… proba

What the hell has gotten into this man? How did we get from Sunday dinner with his parents to… this? “Felix,” I manage, my voice a mix of outrage and stunned amusement, “you’ve officially lost your mind.” He looks at me—really looks, and I see it then, under the careful calm in his expression. Jealousy. Pure and sharp. Oh. So that’s what this is. “Unbelievable,” I mutter, half laughing. “This was your idea, remember? You’re the one who wanted an open marriage. You’re the one who made all the rules.”

"Come on cousin... I have seen a man who is handsomer than the recorded handsome men in the world. He is even more handsome than the men that I have ever dated. I doubt the Lockhart boys are on equal standard as him because, come on, you know my taste and if they're not up to my taste, I'm not going anywhere." Helena groaned in dissatisfaction. "Ugh, I'm tired of listening about the imaginary man that you, so much, adore. I'm not believing in you because you didn't show me his picture." Katerina grunted in displeased. "Uh, talking with you is useless. Well, the man I adore is married to an ugly woman. Uh, I can't even imagine his wife's face in my head because she's too ugly for him! My mood