The Wrong Husband Book Novels & Stories

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.

I don’t even realize I’m gripping the wall until my fingers ache. I knew his answer. I’ve always known what it is. Everyone with the exception of Noah probably knows that damn answer, but here is the thing. He loves Noah to death, but me? I’m a completely different story. The truth is Rowan doesn’t love me. Never had and never will. That was as clear as day… and knowing that still hurts. Even after all this time, it still fucking hurts. I feel my heart breaking all over again. Because nothing is as wrecking as loving a man who only sees you as the wrong one. The wrong woman. The wrong wife. The wrong everything.

Please be sure to check out my other stories in this platform: The Bad Boy's Problem (Teen Romance) The Debt Collector (Erotic Romance and sequel to The Bad Boy's problem) The Unwanted Bride (Erotic Romance and sequel to The Debt Collector) My Boss is Clueless (Romantic comedy) Trapped by the Badboy Billionaire (Romantic Comedy and book two of My Boss is Clueless) The CEO's Serious Pursuit (Romantic Comedy and book 3 of My Boss is Clueless) A Chaotic Flower (Romantic Mystery)

A shallow satisfaction at being admired. What I felt for Rory, the racing heart, the ache when she was hurt, the moments when I truly wanted to spend my entire life with her, those were real. I had been wrong. Wrong about everything. Wrong beyond repair. What I lost wasn’t some Donna. It wasn’t a workaholic who could fix every problem for me. What I lost was the only woman who would have pulled me back from that rooftop and walked beside me all the way to the top of the world.

“Those two years when your legs were paralyzed—yes, I wasn’t by your side. But why? Because I was out finding a cure for you! “I went into the hottest deserts, battling sandstorms and blistering heat to find the plants needed for extracting those medicinal compounds. My team and I were nearly swallowed by quicksand. We faced storms that almost killed us. But I never backed down because I wanted you healed. I wanted the research to succeed more than anyone else. “And what about you? While I was risking my life for you, what were you up to? You were sleeping with my cousin. You hid it from me for two years! And you even used ‘business trips’ as an excuse to marry her in America!

"I've been the perfect wife. I've endured all the insults, the taunts. I've endured everybody in this family constantly reminding me that I'm a nobody. And now you expect me to also endure physical attack from these low budget Barbies?" My mother in-law clutches her pearl necklace. "Kevin, what is this? I knew this marriage was a mistake from the start." "Apologize right now." My husband wags his finger at me. "Get on your knees and tell everyone you're sorry for causing a nuisance." On my knees? He has to be joking. "Do it now Charlotte." "Over my dead body." I tell him coldly. He shakes his head. "Since you've chosen to be stubborn. You're going to have to face the consequences." He reache

"What's wrong with you, sicko?" I swallowed hard. "Is this the East part?" His forehead creased. "The fck are you saying?" I cupped my mouth as tears rolled down my cheeks. "Oh my God! D-Did I marry the wrong man?" He stared at me with furrowed eyebrows but he clenched his jaws and grabbed my shoulders. "What are you talking about? Are you saying you came to the wrong wedding? You were not sent by someone? You didn't hide my bride?"

able, and I don't even know how to find the best solution that ever existed in this world. I just hope that all this time I have been a woman who doesn't want to get into trouble and cause trouble to other people. It's just that this man's method has really messed everything up, not only does it make me dizzy because he always says that I am his soul mate. He even told everyone that I was his future wife. Why was he so confident? This of course is really, really, really annoying, in fact the questions are so widespread I don't know what to do or what to do. Forbidding him to come here, it seemed impossible. He has two arms, two legs and has enormous strength. He could do anything I told him

Elena The city lights were dim outside the car window as I clenched my hands in my lap, sweating despite the air conditioning in the car. My heart pounded, each beat a reminder of the choice I was about to make—a choice that felt more like a death sentence. I have been here before. The towering glass building. The suffocating scent of wealth and power. But tonight was different. Tonight, I was selling my soul. I tried my best to dismiss any second thoughts but I couldn’t help but think that I was making a mistake. Maybe I was. But did I really have a choice? The elevator ride to the top floor crawled at a slow pace. My worn-out dress felt like a second skin of shame among the sleek business

“You’re not alone. You never were. But if you keep pretending, you’ll drown before anyone can reach you.” Celina swallowed hard. For the first time in weeks, she felt something crack. “No, I did,” her father cut in, stepping forward. His voice was harder, older, filled with barely contained anger. “We heard from your cousin. Word’s spreading. This man you married—he has another wife? Another life?” Celina finally turned to face them, her eyes red but defiant. “I didn’t know.” “That’s not the point!” her father snapped, the sharp crack of his palm hitting the dining table reverberating through the room like a gunshot. The plates rattled, and so did Celina’s resolve.