The Other Husband Novels & Stories

“To fucking hell with the arrest warrant! You have no right to arrest my WIFE over nothing!” His words were dangerous, filled with possession. The tension around him felt heavy, even suffocating, and Thalia could only stand there, trembling, her wrists still held by the officers. Thalia's eyes flicked to him, to her husband, to the man she loves, her man.George wasn’t even looking at her. His jaw was tight, his shoulders broad and rigid under his dark suit. His eyes, those cold, furious eyes, were fixed on the officers instead. She knew that look. It wasn’t the first time he’d lost control, but this time, the rage wasn’t for himself, it was for her.

Adeline said, pointing. “Which one?” they asked again. “Are you blind? I’m pointing right there,” Adeline snapped. They followed her finger. “Which one?” Belva insisted. “The man in the gray suit,” Adeline said flatly. The group stared—and quickly realized there was only one man in a gray suit. “You mean… Jason?” Belva asked hesitantly. “Yes,” Adeline said. “Jason is my husband.” ***

Henry said. "And you didn't tell me anything about this?" Kylie shouted grabbing the glass from the counter and smashed it to the wall with anger making it break into the pieces. "Kylie... stop!" Sarah said and Kylie looked at her with her big eyes. "Stop? STOP WHAT?" Kylie yelled and tears just rolled down from her eyes. "I know... It's hard to accept the truth. But, he is someone's else husband now—" "HE WAS SUPPOSED TO BE MY HUSBAND!" Kylie yelled cutting off Sarah in mid sentence.

Time passed slowly as I sat in the mourning hall. As I recalled every moment between my husband, Anthony Brosnan, and me over the past few years, I felt that it was laughable. After handling the funeral arrangements, I made a phone call. A sneer came from the other end of the line. "Shirley, why are you calling me now? Don't tell me you want to catch up with me and tell me all about your happy life?" "I regret it. I regret marrying him. Alicia, my mom passed away. I…"

He’s a lost cause At some point, Bella actually thought the man was gay or at least questioning his sexuality in different ways but he was none of those then why has he refused to make love to his own wife even after their wedding. Their wedding night was supposed to be the perfect night for them to have the sheets around them, enjoying the warmth of each other but that night, her husband left her to sleep in another room. During their honeymoon, the man was preoccupied with work or purposely ignored Bella, so she cried herself to sleep that night.

I tapped it open. There were photos of her and Luca’s stamped, signed marriage certificate and shots of their hands intertwined, the Vitali family crest glinting on a ring on her finger. They had already married, and I had become the other woman..... I was in excruciating pain. But it was also good this way. My leaving would give them exactly what they wanted. I knew Luca better than anyone. He’d never let her post this, not if he wanted to keep it from me. She was rubbing it in my face, plain and simple.

“Hubby, c-could he be that brat’s husband? The one surnamed York.” Abigail whispered to her husband. They only found out from the villagers that Serenity was married. They had not seen Serenity's husband before. The villagers had told them that Serenity’s husband was really good-looking but looked like he had a bad personality. His gaze was as piercing as a knife and it made him seem like a bad person. He was not involved with the mafia, was he? When Abigail thought of this, she quickly grabbed her husband’s arm and hid behind him.

Then, it looked like a wrong thing to do but now it is perfect. I have him, my children, and my friends. They are my family. All these couldn't have been possible if I didn't marry ‘my sister's husband’

As I walked into the living room, I tried to stomp on my foot-anything to hide the fact that I was limping. “Hey, I'm sorry for keeping you waiting.” I said as soon as I met her. She turned around, then her face widened in a smile. “It's alright. I was just looking for a quiet place either way.” “Is everything alright?” I asked, taking a seat. “Kinda. My husband, and all you know.” “Oh…” Everyone knew about their marital issues. Alexander was in love with another woman. Why she hadn't left the marriage, I couldn't tell.

She opened the shower and let the water flow over her for so long that her skin began to change. Leo opened his eyes as soon as his wife went to the bathroom. He was concious when she woke up but he didnt feel like waking up. He was upset. What he saw yesterday was upsetting though he could clearly see his wife did not initiate or welcome the gesture from the other party. Even so, it was humiliating. His brother being his wife Ex was a huge problem that he had to find a way to solve. Or else he will find himself being the third party in their relationship.