Novel & Cerita Ugly Wife Handsome Husband

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.

I was honestly thrown off, because her husband was so… so… absolutely nothing like her! “Honey, look what a beauty this rascal managed to snatch for himself!” the woman addressed her husband warmly. “Finally someone’s going to put this idiot in line! He’s not forcing you into this, is he? Because I know men like that!” Suddenly she looked sternly at her husband and Kirill, brows furrowing.

"Ugly doesn't matter so much when you're a man." Cassy gazed up at him, her lips still curved in a faint smile. She was bone weary, and still affected by the laudanum she'd been given for the pain, but the sight of her husband gave her a sense of security. Even unshaven with his hair tousled and straggling into his face, he was arrogantly handsome. It amused her that he was so outraged that these few scrapes of life where not as he had envisioned them. If she were not so tired, she would have given him a spirited argument.

Victor's voice carried a sharp edge of frustration as he cradled his son, whispering soothing words into the boy's ear. On the floor, kneeling in a hospital gown that seemed to swallow her diminished frame, was a woman whose face told a story of unimaginable pain. Half of her once-beautiful features were destroyed by severe burns, the scarred tissue so extensive that she was barely recognizable as the woman who had once graced magazine covers and red carpets. The look in her husband's eyes cut deeper than any physical wound. In all their years together, Victor had never looked at her with such... revulsion. Such barely concealed disgust.

years ago. “Ju-di-th,” he called out again, this time, dragging the pronunciation, but not in a stuttering way. This made me weak and uneasy on my knees. I was frantic with fear, and becoming absurdly compelled, I took my time to look at him fully well. With his eyes that seemed to glow green and gold under long black lashes and black brows, high cheekbones, and then with his enchanting smile, I couldn't help but conclude that my husband was ridiculously handsome, and I felt sudden hatred for the lady who was stealing him away from me to make him deny me his body. Apparently.

Alex arched one eyebrow. And Claire exhaled harshly. She shook her head at Alex's behavior. “What a flirtatious husband!” cursed Claire. Alex shrugged his shoulders indifferently. “I'm a flirt with my own wife. If I flirted with someone else's wife, that would be a problem,” Alex retorted. Claire folded her arms across her chest after hearing Alex's words. “How dare you flirt with someone's wife?” Claire asked Alex with her chin up. “It depends! If the wife is beautiful and sexy, why not?” Alex joked but immediately made Claire's eyeballs widen.

'Oh Mr Ace thank God you are here, I was just trying to be nice to the miss over here but she just slapped me saying I -' 'That's not true, this slut is the one who was insulting me, saying that she was yours and that I was your little one night stand listen here you little maid I am his WIFE get it HIS!' I could feel myself shaking with anger, when I got a good look at her I saw her face becoming pale yeah thats right bitch his mine. Only what Ace did next left me in shock. 'Please excuse us Jaimee I need to have a chat with my wife.' he says while holding on to her consoling her instead of consoling me his wife.

“Is she ready now? She should start coming out.” The mean lady answered. “Yes she is ready.” They started walking and I followed behind them like a prisoner going to her execution. We reached the place where the ceremony would happen. It was a small gathering. Not too many people but not too few either. When I saw my so-called husband my stomach turned. His name was Edgar. He was so ugly. His face was full of wrinkles. His teeth were yellow and broken. His skin looked rough and unclean. I felt like vomiting. How could anyone look like that?

I could not believe this, that my husband and son would hurt me like this, showing no regard for my feelings. Where did the kind, attentive husband of mine go? And my sweetest son? This wasn't what my family was like before Matthew’s first love came back. Matthew and Theo was once treating me like I was invincible. Especially Matthew, back then he actually cared about me, took care of me even when he told me from the onset that what we had was a marriage of convenience and he doesn't love me, he still stood up for me, when the pack questioned my integrity as a rogue wolf.

Lara forced a smile. “Enough, Ali. We’re fine, really. He’s just busy with work, so we don’t see each other much.” Ali scoffed. “Work? That’s the lamest excuse I’ve ever heard. Do you hear yourself? Look at you—you’re gorgeous, you’re kind, and you’re literally the perfect wife. Meanwhile, he’s out there being an emotionally constipated jerk. Seriously, what’s so special about him? If I were you, I’d find myself a lover. That would teach him a lesson.”