Trial Marriage Husband Novels & Stories

“So like I was saying, our son was indeed a playboy and as his parents, no matter how much we love and support him, we also didn't want him to go down that lane for all his life. Thus, when we realized that for the first time in his life, he had shown interest in someone, we decided to make it official and legal. And they have already registered their marriage a week ago. We would prefer him to be with a man than to continue playing around like the country playboy. And talking about an heir… We actually don't mind him adopting a child or children. Or we can have them go for surrogacy. So, I hope you all can put aside your prejudice and not judge them. For our son has the most beautiful and s

The first time I had called him Hale was seven years ago, and in the times we have spent together, the times I had called him that could be counted with one finger. “Isn’t that your name?” I shrugged, feigning ignorance. “You said it yourself that it is only a name. Besides, I think I like the name Hale.” My husband looked at me with narrowed eyes, shaking his head. “Don’t be like this, Red; can we just forget about all this? I want to have a proper rest after today.” “Oh husband,” my lips widened like a Cheshire Cat. “I am only just starting.”

Do you know what that feels like? I couldn't help but laugh as I stepped forward in my heels. Hearing the sound, Nate turned around. The moment he saw me, his expression darkened. I smiled and snapped my fingers, and the reporters behind me surged forward and instantly surrounded him. "Mr. Jackel, are you admitting to cheating during your marriage?" "Married for three and a half years, cheating for three. You've known Grace for four years. Does that mean you two were already seeing each other before the wedding?"

Nathan was in the middle, with Valentina to his left and Jacob to his right. Flashes were hitting in all directions toward the three people seated at the table. "First of all, we welcome all media friends and journalists to this conference," Nathan said in a deep voice. "Today is the premiere conference of our new project. The love between you and me. At the same time, I also want to take this opportunity to announce my recent marriage." Nathan took Valentina's hand and stood up with her. "Gentlemen, my wife, Valentina Miller of Mercer. I hope everyone is happy and bless our union."

"Don't even try to silence me. Because if you do, I'll be forced to show everyone the evidence right now. Every photo. Every video. Every proof of what your son has done." Catherine's mouth opened. Then closed. She said nothing. Grace turned back to the crowd. "For two weeks, I played along. I pretended to be confused. Lost. All while I gathered evidence of what my husband was really doing." "Uhhhh," someone in the back made a noise. Uncomfortable. "What kind of evidence?" a man called out. "The affairs. Everything." "Hmmmmm," multiple people hummed. Shocked. "Mason Hartwell married me seven years ago. Not because he loved me. But because my family had business connections he needed. Money t

I only wanted to have a child with him. He had said so many sweet sentiments. "Rach, I'd be thrilled if you gave me a daughter. She'd be like you, beautiful and adorable." "You two could wear matching princess dresses, and I would be the knight protecting you both." He was the most skilled liar in the world, and I was utterly fooled. I paid a terrible price for believing his lies. "Cedric, have you signed the divorce papers? If you have time today, let's go get it done." I smoothed out the earth over Stella's grave one last time, gave her a final kiss, and turned to leave.

There were house helps of course, running around the huge house to make sure everything is perfect whenever Gabriel was throwing another one of his top many parties. Even though it hurt to see her husband interacting with people she hadn’t met before and being completely neglected, she was still happy that things were going well for him. The aspect of not being touched for three years was killing her, it’s been killing her and she doesn’t want to come off as desperate to his husband. They both shared vows in the altar, kissed as a way to seal their marriage. They said their vows, said they’d be together for richer and for poorer, for better for worse but it’s all nonsense, at least that’s wh

“Gurl, you really need to calm down, give it some time, “ she said. “Trinity,I can't, I need to get to him. He can't just discard me like that” I lament. “You know he hasn't married you and you both aren't even exclusive” she said. “I know, “ I replied again. Hearing Trinity now,I need to do something fast. I have never had sex with Kingston, just a little bit of kisses here and there, we were not exclusive but I need to get him back. Fast. “Gurl, you just need to have some rest and think but not too much” Trinity said from the other line.

Damian’s gaze darkened, a storm brewing in his gray eyes. He opened his mouth to reply, but I held up a hand, refusing to let him speak. "I caught my husband cheating on me less than twenty-four hours ago," I said, my voice trembling as the weight of the past day crashed over me. "The man I was married to for three years was planning to divorce me months ago, and I completely had no idea. I haven't even begun to process that betrayal, and you're asking me to throw myself into another relationship?"

I made up my mind to slap him hard and bring back him to his senses but then all my resolve was weakened as the voice hissed in my ears the threatening and eyes awakening words. "Don't dare...I am your husband and you shall either obey me now or you shall penance the whole of your life for denying me, for what you had done." When he hissed this in my ears, my ears denied accepting what it heard. He is my husband, this was a total new shock to me, the eyes denied to believe the face standing in front of me is no one else but Tristan the K.T, my alleged husband and the one I had never seen and was wanting to meet him since the day I met him.