Novel & Cerita Ugly Husband

She asked, turning to look at him. "Just as you heard it, your parents in exchange for signing that document!” No doubt he would always make her suffer. He would always find a way to do it, to block her way, to make her feel less than trash. "How can you do this to me?” "Prove that you're pregnant and I promise not to get into your damn life again! Don't you know that your husband's family is beginning to despair?” "I don't have to prove anything to you or anyone.”

"HONEY!" Madame Madelle yelled angrily at her husband. "I'm descending! Just a second!" Her husband, Anthony Ybarra, responded with a louder voice. Anthony walked over and kissed his wife on the cheek. "Beautiful, aren't we?" Madame Madelle grinned. "Always, my love. Always this lovely." Anthony responded. "Of course, if I don't, you'll never love me," Madelle teased him. "What? Why do you think that way?" Anthony was upset.

Holding on to a cup, she went downstairs to retrieve some water. "No! I don't want to do it! I don't want to be married to that perverted old man!" "The third son of the Valentine family is an old and ugly man! Everyone knows about that! No woman in Krine dares to get married to that man!" "He was involved in a fire accident five years ago. Besides ruining his face, that fire also changed his personality! He's a monster inside out! I heard that he likes torturing his previous two girlfriends as well. You can't just marry me off to this monster!"

I asked, snapping him back to the moment. "You know, I’ve been hearing some things about your husband, and in high society, they say he’s the biggest embarrassment to the Monroe family," I was confused about why he suddenly brought Nathan into the conversation. Why couldn’t he just let me enjoy some quiet time with his dog? “I’m not sure why you decided to marry him. There are definitely better guys than Nathan Monroe out there.” “My husband is just an ordinary guy, and I married him for who he is.” Whatever gossip he’s heard might not even be true. “Sure, he can be a bit moody at times, but he’s really dependable.”

“Well? Don’t keep me in suspense. Tell me what you found.” “Lucy’s husband is as much a bum as we thought,” he sneered. “A cold bastard is more like it.” I pushed forward, my hands crossed on my desk. “How so?” “He’s been having an affair behind her back for years. And looks like he left her for the other woman and now they’ve moved in with her-the husband and son.” “Ah,” I leaned back against my chair. This was news. Even I wasn’t expecting this much hell to be going on in Lucy’s life. “That…is cold,” I smirked.

My husband, Jaxon Murray, was a renowned medical expert and owned a big company. He was participating in a clinical drug trial when someone tampered with his medication. Under the influence, he ended up entangled with an intern—ninety-nine times, right there on the lab table. When he regained clarity, he rushed home, locked himself in the bathroom, and submerged himself in the tub without food or water as he waited for me to return from work. "Lauren," he said, "my medication was switched during the trial. I made a terrible mistake. But I paid her off and had her dismissed. She'll never appear before me again." I wept miserably, clutching my belly that had once again failed to carry life.

He spends the entire night out and doesn't even bother to check in while his wife is at home about to give birth. Who could be more heartless than that? People could tell right away that this commenter was an insider. Curious strangers responded to the message as it shot to the top, but "HeD serveslt" remained silent. Another well-liked comment was then elevated to the top. The wife isn't innocent either, according to this one. She made the most of her pregnancy. She is ugly and overweight. How could a man want someone like that? Drama erupted again as a result. He deserved it; obviously, he hadn't intended to continue arguing, but they immediately retaliated after realizing that.

Eryna frowned and spoke to the half-asleep Micah, The women at his side looked at Eryna with disgust and spoke, “Who are you, Ugly?” She spoke. “Huh? What did you call me? Ugly? Which part of me do you think Is ugly?” She replied. “No! Why am I fighting with you? Get away from my Husband!!” Eryna growled. There was a pause and then They cracked into laughter. “You? His wife? Look at him, he is handsome, he is rich, why would he marry someone like you? Get out of my sight or I will-“

“She was jealous of us being together. Apparently, she ‘deserves' me not you. As if I’m some kind of catch.” “You are a catch,” I grin at my husband. “No. You’re the catch babe,” he says nuzzling the portion of my side with no bruising. “But that was seriously her reasoning?” “Yip.” “How did I manage to surround myself with so many crazies?” “Not only that…how did you date such an ugly fucker?” My eyes widen and I burst out laughing so hard, my side actually hurts. My husband grins at me and crawls up my body, careful not to put any weight on me as he gently kisses my lips. Xander’s arms are definitely my home.

Jimena retorted, looking at him with distaste. “Well, for some reason, three of you are married to us. We must have that je ne sais quoi that drives the Gutiérrez women crazy,” he said with a proud grin. “Conceited idiot.” She grumbled, eliciting laughter from her husband, who got out of bed and wrapped his arms around her from behind. “Let go of me, you moron!” She squirmed in his embrace, which only made him hold her tighter. Pablo placed a loud kiss on her neck, which only made her angrier. “Let go, Pablo!” she growled. He slowly released her and turned her to face him.