Novel & Cerita The Wrong Husband Book

“White, elegant, classic; like the kind of woman your family prefers. Don’t tell me you didn’t see them?” Ethan exhaled sharply. “They arrived,” he said in a clipped tone. “But there’s a problem, Lawrence.” “Oh? Don’t tell me you’re already fighting?” Ethan’s voice went cold. “I didn’t marry the woman Grandfather arranged. There was a mix-up.” Silence. Then a low whistle. “You’re serious?” “Completely.” Lawrence burst into laughter. “You mean the man who reviews every document word by word signed a marriage certificate with the wrong woman?”

"What we did wasn't wrong, Jane." "Yes, it was." Her eyes opened, and the anguish in them gutted me. "It was so wrong, Julius. You're Hudson's father. His father. I was supposed to marry him yesterday, and instead I—we—" She couldn't even say it. I sat back against the headboard, forcing myself to stay calm. "Hudson fucked your best friend minutes before your wedding." "I know," Her voice cracked. "I know what he did was horrible, but that doesn't make what I did right. Two wrongs don't make a right. I betrayed him. I'm just as bad as he is now."

'Oh Mr Ace thank God you are here, I was just trying to be nice to the miss over here but she just slapped me saying I -' 'That's not true, this slut is the one who was insulting me, saying that she was yours and that I was your little one night stand listen here you little maid I am his WIFE get it HIS!' I could feel myself shaking with anger, when I got a good look at her I saw her face becoming pale yeah thats right bitch his mine. Only what Ace did next left me in shock. 'Please excuse us Jaimee I need to have a chat with my wife.' he says while holding on to her consoling her instead of consoling me his wife.

"With all of these results… It’s clearly stated here that your wife is not Darian’s mother. And one of these reports also shows that there is extensive uterine damage. And this isn't recent. It's long-standing." The air left my lungs. I inhaled shakily, my chest tightening like a vice had been clamped around it. That couldn’t be right. It couldn’t. "Doctor," I said again, my voice cracking despite my effort to control it. "You’re wrong. My wife is—" "Exactly! He’s fucking wrong!" Vienna screamed. I spun around so fast my vision blurred. "I don’t want to hear a freaking word from you, Vienna," I snapped. "I fucking don’t!"

“This, my son, is all women are good for, spreading their legs and following orders. You should remember that. Change your mistresses often, don’t get attached, and when it’s time to get married, pick someone easy to control. Someone who won’t ask for too much.” Father practiced what he preached. Julia King was quiet, shy, and had no real strength. That didn’t stop her from cheating on her husband. Both my parents were unfaithful and often cheated on each other. I grew up watching the worst kind of marriage, took notes, and was expected to do the same. My little brother must have missed the Women Are Trouble lesson. Henry married for love. Not just that, he chose the most stubborn woman he h

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"Throw this woman out." I stared at him, so furious that I barked out a harsh guttural sort of laughter. "Are you sure that's how you want to treat me?" Then, I reached into my purse and pulled out our marriage certificate in front of everyone. I held it up for the entire ballroom to see. I said slowly, "Alexander Whitmore, we've been married for five years. How did I never realize you were living two completely different lives? "You kept another woman and had a child with her. Yet, you're standing here acting like I'm the one who wronged you?"

He had watched a man in the third row reach up and tuck a bill into her garter strap and feel the inside of her thigh in the process, brief and within the rules, and had experienced a response that was not intellectual at all. He had not moved. He did not move on impulse. But he had filed the response and examined it with the same careful attention he examined everything that was new and found it to be something he did not have a clean name for yet. She was his wife. He was aware that the marriage had not been chosen. He was aware that she was currently treating it as an outrage to be managed and that her position on the matter was entirely understandable given the circumstances. He was awar

“This is the reason I’m telling you to make your marriage work out, Diana he’s your husband, your man.” “Don’t you get it, Harmony, I’ve lost even before starting you said he’s my man and husband, which husband had sex with his wife on their wedding night and gave her pills the next morning, telling her it was a mistake, and he wouldn’t have touched me if he wasn’t drugged and since then, he hasn’t touched me.

I didn't see you arriving. -That seems to me so. I say laughing. A romance gone wrong? -It turns out that this idiot forgot to mention that he was married and the father of two children to boot. I discovered it in one of his I*******m posts and when I asked him he had the nerve to say that I had never asked him the question. No but are men all idiots or what??? She turns to her bar, grabs a bottle before pouring herself a glass and downing it sharply. -Ah yes, it’s still not very smart to show off with your wife when you’re a playboy.