Ugly Husband Novels & Stories

It was laughable because it was hard to imagine that he was choosing to forgive her even though he had listened to his own wife cheating on him with another man after he had gone through all that trouble. Even though he was able to get past it, his mother could not. "Jackson, what's so great about Yvonne? She can't have children, she's rude and unreasonable, and she cheated on you behind your back! The Miller family will never accept such a woman. If you still love me, you’ll divorce her immediately!” His mother slapped the table and hissed at him as she gritted her teeth.

I don't know what to say to him now. "Did your wife ignore you again?" Ji-Ha ignoring Dohyung? And it's always the reason why he wants to drink. I feel a pang in my chest, this is probably my fault. "Leave me alone... She already ignoring me for months now. What's the point of making myself drunk and cry." New info is acquired when he is drunk, he just speaks in English. But also a pang of guilt inside of me cause I am so sure I am the reason she ignores her husband.

Emma paused the video and stared at her husband's face frozen on the screen. He looked terrified. Not guilty. Not angry. Terrified. That realization unsettled her more than anything else. For two days, she'd convinced herself that Daniel was living a secret life with another woman and child. The evidence certainly pointed that way. But now... Now something wasn't adding up. A man having an affair didn't usually look like that. A cheating husband didn't talk about people dying if the truth came out. There was something much bigger hidden beneath the surface. Something dangerous.

A kiss mark, dark and unmistakable, still fresh. Something flickered behind Lucas's eyes. Without a word, he lifted a hand and ran his fingers over the mark. A sting flared along my neck. I smacked his hand away. "Christ, Lucas, it's barely seven in the morning. What's your problem?" "Out all night. And then you walk in here wearing that." "Ivy. As your husband, I think I'm entitled to an explanation." I looked at him like I'd heard a joke. "Husband? Are you serious right now, Lucas?"

He laughs sadistically, "Isn't it ironical? A liar accusing another of lying. You're pathetic." "No, No. You are pathetic, you're the pathetic one for lying to my face all this time. If I was terrible for not telling you about Rocky then you're much much worse, horrible, eve for making me a pawn for your dirty revenge." I chuckle "Are you even human?!" I yell. I wanted to cry, weep and wail, but I couldn't let this monster see me break. My husband was indeed, a monster. The worst of the worst. "All I did was love you!" He responds

she said with a disgusting look on her face. Tears started to form on my eyes. This women!! This little wife of mine!! How can she be this cruel. Am I that ugly? I touched my face while still having that hurt look on my face. How can she call me ugly? I'm her husband. I gritted my teeth angrily while moving towards her to hold her "Don't provoke me baby girl. Tell me now that I'm the most handsome and hottest person in your eyes" I said while holding her cheeks in a pout.

“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.

"Is this how a lady of the house behaves? Lazily indulging while Auntie Yoo shoulders all the responsibilities?" I attempt to respond, but he interrupts, his tone firm. "Am I not your husband? I'm asking you – no, requiring you – to oversee this household personally. Every detail, every task, every aspect." His face inches closer, his eyes locking intensely onto mine as he emphasizes, "Everything." My head spins with rage. Does he dare claim to be my husband now? Where was he yesterday? How dare he exploit his marital status like this! I fight to restrain myself: No tears! No slapping! No kicking! No cursing! I must endure... once again, I must tolerate this monstrous man.

"You love Jake so much, sis. I'm sure you'd be willing to sacrifice yourself to help him pay off his debts, right? This outfit suits you perfectly. You were born to be a man's little bitch. Go on, get on the floor and bark for us." I clutched the collar tightly, looked up, and let tears roll down my face. "Jake, I'm your wife. The woman you married. Are you really going to humiliate me like a dog just for money?" But Jake was already blind with greed over that fifty grand. Whatever husbandly feeling he had left was long gone. He grabbed me by the collar. "Shut the hell up! I still have the deed to your parents' rundown little house. You refuse to wear this? Tomorrow, I'll have those two old

The Ugly Wife "Happy birthday, my husband," said Olivia, who had just arrived carrying a birthday cake in her hands. Naturally, she wanted to give her husband a surprise at his birthday party, which was being celebrated in great luxury. "Who are you? I don’t know you! Why are you claiming to be my wife?" David looked at her with a gaze that seemed to scorn her. "You and I are already married. Why are you like this? Have you forgotten I’m your wife?" Olivia did not expect David to deny her as his wife. Her heart ached, but she tried to endure it.