Ultimate Husband Novel Mga Nobela at Kwento

Curiosity got the best of me. “WE are leaving.” I furrowed my brows. What? “If you want to return with a shocker, you’re going to have to leave this city, Robert’s memories, your past— everything. The farther you go, the more your impact.” Sounded like me. “And where are we headed?” I asked as I straightened my back. He took out his sunglasses as he put them on. “Tokyo, wife.” Wife. Yes. I was now married to my ex-husband’s uncle.

“Estrangement from the family? Because I want a divorce? Shouldn't Henry be the estranged one?” She didn't respond, she just looked at me like I was irritating her. I kept going. “Apparently I'm unstable, and that makes Nancy the primary heir? Not me?” So in both lives, this was always going to be constant. The reason I was put on meds I didn't even know why I was drinking. “For now. Until you come to your senses. Sign, then we start arranging for some solutions to your problem. You need help. Henry is the best you'll ever get. So what if he's cheating? He still treats you well.”

**** Author's note Thank you, readers, for taking your time to read this story. There will be grammatical errors because English is not my first language. **** * Married To My Enemy (Book 1) * His Ex-Wife ( Book 2) Please keep in mind that this is the sequence of the book "married to my enemy" for a better understanding, please read married to my enemy first. I wish you a fantastic reading experience!!

My husband, Alain Roth, didn't come home until deep into the night. The moment the lights flicked on, I covered my swollen, tear-stained eyes. He paused, then walked over. "Still awake?" A faint scent of baby formula wafted through the air, freezing me in place. It was the exact kind our son, Jeff Roth, had loved. It was pricey and could only be bought through Alain's connections. So, everyone else already knew he had another son, and they had all helped him hide it from me.

What kind of book is this? “Wow, it turns out that my wife has the courage to read a husband and wife guidebook,” said Alex, who had been standing in the doorway since who knows when and smiled meaningfully at Claire. Claire widened her eyes. Did Alex hear everything she said clearly? Claire immediately shook her head firmly. “No, he didn't. This book was given to me by my grandmother.” “Grandma?” repeated Alex. She stepped closer to Claire and hugged her from behind. Both hands were wrapped around her stomach.

It's just that the right woman has not yet appeared in my vision of sight, which I'm sincerely glad since I still want to spend my bachelor life to the fullest. "Hey man, how was your date last night?" That's Mike, my friend and his family and my family have been business partners for a long time. Well, if only Mike was a woman, maybe our parents would have already arranged for us to marry. But luckily he's a man and he is an only child.

The old man proposes. Lorenzo takes my hand and leads me to the dining table. I can feel Javier’s gaze on me but I choose to ignore it. Dinner goes on pleasantly with Lorenzo’s grandpa chatting happily with Lorenzo. He seems genuinely happy and for the first time, I see another side of Lorenzo. Looking at him laughing at his grandpa's lame jokes, he looks rather relaxed. That hard exterior ever on his face us no more. “ I really like your wife, Lorenzo. I am glad you finally found someone to share your life with.” Lorenzo's grandfather says, staring at me.

Camille added, loud enough for people to hear. Murmurs suddenly filled the hall. I knew what she was doing, she was trying to further humiliate me. "If you hadn't already married my uncle, I would have considered making you my concubine at least. . ." He paused as he allowed his words to sink. "How unlucky you are." That was another slap to my face. He disrespected my status as his uncle's wife and openly commented on making me his concubine. I suddenly hated that Adrian had to be the one to inherit the throne. He was nowhere near fit to rule.

~SEREN~ My stomach twists so violently that I feel like I might vomit the midnight snack I'd managed to scarf down last night. Uncles? These men—the same ones who had become a hot, pleasurable, yet unfortunate mistake in my life—were Julian's uncles? I'd slept with my husband's uncles. The realization hits me, and it hits hard. My heart hammers painfully against my ribs while my throat tightens. Still, I force my expression to remain neutral. Or at least, I try to.

We smiled at each other when someone stupid interrupted once more… “Hey! What are you guys doing?! Stop that shit! Jay just do your job!” He’s like a dog who never stops barking. What is this? My fake husband is jealous? @DEATH WISH Thank you for supporting my Novel! You may also read my complete Novel, (hmmm... while waiting for an update) Title: TAMING THE DANGEROUS CEO THE DEVILISH BILLIONAIRE FATED TO MARRY THE DEVIL Thank you so much!