Tophs Husband Novels & Stories

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.

Chapter 2 Two weeks ago The past two weeks have been the happiest days of my life. Waking up each day to behold my handsome husband sleeping next to me on the bed while having his arm around my waist has been the best feeling so far. If only every woman out there is lucky to have a replica of Alex as their husband, then no one would suffer the pain some women do suffer in marriage. Alex is perfect for me, and the best man in the world.

Alice asked. "Are you still envious of Evelyn even now? Tom is her husband, it's his duty to take care of his wife. If he doesn't care of his wife, others will take her. To answer you, Tom has bought a mansion for Evelyn and a SUV."Ace commented. The conversation went for a while with Edith 's husband being so quiet. He felt so ashamed and guilty.

Inside the elevator, we ran into one of Chloe's neighbors. "Chloe, all by yourself today?" the woman asked with a teasing smile. "Your husband isn't following you around like a puppy dog for once? The whole building is talking about how much he pampers you." The neighbor's face was full of envy. "We're all so jealous of your lovey-dovey relationship!" My fingertips tightened. "Her husband is usually that clingy?" "More than that," the neighbor said, amused. "He does whatever Chloe says. Makes her breakfast, does the laundry himself. Where can you find a man like that these days?"

he said in Hackett's stead. However, Skye took it personally and saw it as mocking and humiliating her. She had no idea the man in front of her was no longer her husband. She was furious and seeing that Theodore was on her side, she retorted coldly, "Hackett, you don't have to mock me. Yes, I am in a relationship with Theodore, but so what? What have I gained from you in the last two years of marriage? Did you let me live the life of a wealthy lady even for a day? Apart from gambling and drinking, you are nothing but garbage.

He said and walked towards her. Tope raised her hands in surrender and reared backwards. "Okay, okay. One minute. Jeez." Denzel turned to James. "Why are you this reckless. Dude, your ass is getting married in a few days! And you're here. . .banging this. . .this. . ." "Tope, abeg! Ah ah! My name is Tope, please!" She shouted from the bedroom, while struggling with the hook of her bra. "I was horny. I needed a good fuck, for crying out loud."

“...tonight. Thorne is her husband's name, Cross is her father's. She has a eight year old kid…” I clenched my jaw tight, stopping the cursed words and whatever the fuck wanted to escape my lips from coming out. Someone else touched what was mine. I didn't want to be a step father to no fucking child. “Her husband, Rick Thorne, you should know him…” My brows furrowed before the name clicked. He was the same man who came to my company weeks ago about an investment deal. Now, I feel even angrier. That man was a prick, a fucking weakling, what could she have possibly seen in him to have stayed married to him for that long?

It all started when Derek, my husband said he wanted an open marriage and he wanted to explore more since we didn't have any children yet. I told her about it and she got angry on my behalf. But he eventually explained things and said it was just a joke, he didn't mean anything by it. I know Gigi is just looking out for me but this is my marriage, I don't want it to end just because of some suspicions.

When I picked up, a voice said reassuringly, “Don’t worry, Mr. Wolfe. Your wife’s VIP suite is on the top floor. It’s completely safe from the flames.” I hung up and scoffed as I stared coldly at the screen. Just two weeks ago, Tristan had held me in his arms while coaxing me with promises that we would start trying for a baby after his promotion. He had even complained about postpartum centers being too expensive and suggested that his mother could take care of me instead. I genuinely wondered what kind of woman could make my notoriously stingy husband pay for a top-tier postpartum center. It would easily cost a packet dollars per month.

I explained. Olivia tilted her head slightly to the side. “How is that possible? You just told me that you are married to Joshua Hensaw, one of the most—if not the most—influential businessmen in the city. I’m sure Marcus is going to figure that out after he sees you,” Olivia said, shrugging. “So…?” she drawled.