Ugly Husband Novels & Stories

“I know you’re a well-known doctor now while I am merely an ex-convict. There’s such a huge gap between us, it’s only normal that you look down on me. But I did so much for you back in the day, and I also went to jail because of you. You can’t be so cruel.” “I’m not lying. I really am married. Here’s a picture of my husband.” Roxanne showed Calvin a picture of Gordon that she had secretly kept. Calvin took the picture of Gordon and pretended to look at it for a while before he asked in surprise, “That’s your husband?” “Yes.” “I knew you were lying to me. Doesn’t he have a wife? I saw that he was on a Christian pilgrimage with his wife on the news a few days ago. How could he be your husband?

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.

Instead, he said five words that shattered everything she thought she knew. "Daniel Hart isn't your husband." The call disconnected. And for the first time since this nightmare began, Emma realized the truth might be far worse than betrayal. Because if Daniel wasn't really her husband... Then who had she been married to for the last seven years?

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

He was violent, and all I felt was humiliation from his abusive behavior. Sadist. My husband is a sadist. He took pleasure from inflicting pain while penetrating me. I can’t believe it. I fucking can’t believe this is happening to me. All these years, I was blinded by his fake act, by the blinding brightness of his personality. He is not the same person I met. No, he tricked me to believing he is a good guy without flaws. And clearly, he is not. All I wanted was a happy life with a complete family I can love and take care of. What did I do wrong to deserve this?

Cindy fired out then walked out, giving Ramona one more stern look. Ramona just stood transfixed, with her tongue tied as she began to wonder what just happened. Did Cindy just blasted the hell out of her just because she told her that she's married to Sebastian. Is Sebastian not a human, who will ever wish to be ugly, face covered with horrible scars, and not anyhow scars but burn scars. Did Cindy just call her husband ugly, and a bastard? So bad of her that she could not defend him outside even though their marriage is based on a contract with rules like mind your business.

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.

My heart plummeted. There was no mistaking Gabriel's voice. Even in the dead of night or blindfolded, I could pick it out from a thousand others. I knew that voice. That’s why I barged in. My stomach churned as I threw the door open, praying I was wrong, hoping this was some horrible misunderstanding. But it wasn’t. There he was—Gabriel, my husband of five years. His pants were around his ankles, a woman straddling him with her skirt pushed up, revealing her bare backside. Her breasts spilled out of her shirt as she clung to him, utterly absorbed in their act.

“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.