Tom Hulce Husband Novels & Stories

"Yeah, my aunt didn't allow Laura to have friends. But she's doing great, she married a handsome visual artist and musician. They work together; he has an art gallery, a music studio, and a photography studio. Laura became a highly sought-after and acclaimed photographer." "Wow! Laura fulfilled her dream. I'm so happy for her, and I'd love to see her." "I think she'd like to see you too." "And what about you? Did you get married too?" "Yes," she lowered her gaze and then looked at him with a smile. "But we're divorced. I have a son with him; he's the only thing that ties us together now." "I'm sorry," he patted her shoulder. "It's okay. It was for the best for both of us, we just weren't rea

1 The charity gala ended early, and all I wanted was to surprise Ethan before he plunged back into his work. Holding the spare key in my trembling hand, I unlocked the bedroom door quietly, expecting to find him hunched over his laptop. Instead, the scene before me shattered my entire world. My husband was on our bed with another woman. Shock pinned me to the doorway. Neither of them noticed me until the woman opened her eyes. Sienna. His secretary—the woman who bore a striking resemblance to his first love. The same woman he had repeatedly accused me of being paranoid about.

He started from the worse case to the lightened one. “I don’t know what to say…you’re brain amazed me.” she chuckled as she was totally amazed at how Lium’s mind works regarding serious cases like they were suddenly facing in their life. It was supposed to be just simple married couple life but being married to a CEO and a mafia boss - things really can get out of hand. “Thank you.” he smiled adoringly to his wife. He kept loving his wife especially whenever she smiled. “But babe, we still need to be prepared and undetected that we had this plan.” she said and Lium agreed then get up from his seat.

"Actually... I knew about you and Dario for a long time. I knew you were his wife, sworn before God in the old country style." He paused, lowering his voice further so no one else could hear. "But I pretended not to know. I told you about the Manhattan wedding not to mock you, but because I couldn't stand it anymore—seeing a woman of your quality tricked into being a servant for that hypocrite." He turned his head, his brown eyes searching mine with a careful intensity. "You going to Sicily... because of... him?" I gave a bitter smile, turning to watch the navigation lights blinking on the wing like lonely stars.

“Everyone at the De Luca house… they ignored me. Completely. Except Fran, but even she couldn’t fix the way my husband and his mother treated me.” Her father’s brow furrowed slightly, though his expression remained calm. “I sensed as much,” he said. “That family has always measured everything by appearances. You should not let it affect you.” She hesitated, then took a breath, her fingers curling around the glass. “There’s more,” she continued. “Gianna Moretti… she’s in Chicago. Adriano is spending a lot of time with her. I… I can’t ignore it. I think they’re—” She paused, searching her father’s face. “I think they’re involved. More than just friendly.”

"Remember the time I slipped up hic that I have a secret hobby of being a hardcore follower hic of a certain actor?" "Hmmm" she keeps nodding and smiling. She's damn too cute. "And I immediately said, 'hic' but I like you too 'hic' right?" "Hehehe I remember that and I also said I like you too" "Ahhh hehehe, you know hic it's actually Dohyung hic hmmm" I forgot I am talking to his wife. "Dohyung Kang?" I can't see her expression cause my vision went blurry. "Hehehe hmm hmm" I mindlessly nodded.

"That woman is from a disgraced family that moved to the slumps, what, seven, eight years ago? Anyway, watch her." Her son nodded. His eyes drifted to his stepmother clapping in excitement. Caroline Greenland was how Hunter Greenland Introduced her half a year ago. She seemed to talk nonstop to her husband, who only nodded. Kenny took a drink from his brandy, watching her every move. Georgina scoffed. It seemed like she wanted to say something else but stopped as both of them became distracted by Sher re-entering the room through a separate door. Sher walked up to Master Harmony and handed him the contract. He read through it pretty quickly for a man going up in age.

The door flew open just as I was ready to delve into the first thing, and my eyes expanded in surprise. "The truth is, you can't start this meeting without my presence." "D-Dylan?" He smiled at me, and bowed slightly. "Good morning, Mrs. Ro— I mean, Ms. Gomez!" He was the one who had helped me discover my husband's affair and, aside from Chelsea, had been my pillar of support during the most difficult phases of my marriage. He is the reason why I am still here, breathing. And I feel sorry for threatening him badly before, even though he also wants to be a good friend too.

Yesterday I had been with Harl, nothing sexual, just talking and laughing and today, I woke up to this message. My husband ignored me for hours, and all that he could give me in return was a picture of him with another woman. My hands tightened around the phone as I stared at the picture that burned through me. How did we get to here? What happened to him keeping his actions hidden, letting me believe that I would have to see it? “Is anyone home?” Lennie’s voice echoed through the house as she walked into the room.

Calvin Yale, my husband, didn't visit me even a single time before I died. It wasn't until three days after I had died that he bothered to step into his stepmother, Margaret Sommer's ward. "Where's Clarissa? Get her out here now," Calvin ordered. Margaret lay in the hospital bed, her pale eyes dull and lifeless. She mumbled, "Clare's dead." Calvin furrowed his brow and scoffed. "You're saying someone like her, who's always fighting to stay alive, would actually die? Did she find out Jenna lost vision in her right eye and needed her help, so she went and hid?"