Who's My Husband Novels & Stories

At last it end and we went for our honey moon We flight out of the country, out of all trouble. Out of all secret.we will be spending two month in my house who I bought for this occasion. We arrived my mansion in mataama I carried her inside the house. I went straight to our bedroom. I place her there. I off her shoes and do same ' I am the luckiest man on earth with a beautiful lady like you' I said as I plant a kiss on her lip . ' same here who will believe that the worst arrogant man is now my man,my rib,my husband' she said. I laughed

“You recognize me, right? Then, do you know Monica Vaughn? Monica Vaughn is my wife. She is my wife. Do you know her?” At that moment, the Cult Master was utterly delirious. The person he had missed so much was right in front of him, but he could not even recognize her. “I—” Monica’s heart ached when she saw the obsession in his eyes. She did not know what to say. Monica took a deep breath and said, “I know Monica Vaughn.” “Really? You know my wife?” The Cult Master was elated. He quickly strode over to her; he could not hide the urge in his heart. He said, “Bring me to her quickly!”

But my husband doesn't have a girlfriend. “Jace of course. Jace Williams has a girlfriend!" She replied and i felt the whole blood in me dried up that instant

"Are you sure you want to go down that rabbit hole?" "I have to." I open my laptop and type: Christopher Bell. The name of my so-called husband. Pictures appear. Articles. Some damning, some praising. Christopher Bell, CEO of Bell Energies. "He’s the CEO of Bell Energies?" I exclaim. Michael looks over. "Who?" "Christopher. My... husband." The word tastes bitter. And then—I see him. Tiny. About four years old. Brown hair. Chubby cheeks. "Edward," I whisper.

“I disagree.” “I’m your husband⁠—”

Aunt looked at me with a sad smile and I smiled back at her faintly. “He is scary. Who is he? He was looking at you when we were talking” Petros whispered to me. I cleared my throat “He is Zanvil Adam's, my husband” I said in a small voice, telling him the truth of my life. “Oh. What? Did I hear you right? You said husband” he said with a shocked expression. “You heard it right cutie," Nina said with a pitying look. He cleared his throat “I didn't know you got married but still congratulations” he said with a half-hearted smile.

"I'm fine. Don't worry. When Arya is there nothing is going to happen to me." "Arya?" she enquired not understanding my words. "I want to tell you something." "Arya," I said pointing towards my husband. "He is not Arya. He's our professor." "He's my Arya and I'm wife of Mr. Shourya Khanna. He's my husband." "What........

I licked my dry lips and tried to let out some words. " W-Who are you?" I questioned. His eyes made an contact with mine. Tears were visible in them and I guess he was trying his best to not let out his tears. His eyes were reflecting pain. " I..I am your husband." He whispered, almost regretting what he just said. Husband? I froze. But I don't know him. I don't know anything. When I was married? How was I married and if he's really my husband then why can't I remember him?

“Those two years when your legs were paralyzed—yes, I wasn’t by your side. But why? Because I was out finding a cure for you! “I went into the hottest deserts, battling sandstorms and blistering heat to find the plants needed for extracting those medicinal compounds. My team and I were nearly swallowed by quicksand. We faced storms that almost killed us. But I never backed down because I wanted you healed. I wanted the research to succeed more than anyone else. “And what about you? While I was risking my life for you, what were you up to? You were sleeping with my cousin. You hid it from me for two years! And you even used ‘business trips’ as an excuse to marry her in America!

She walked up to a table and took a seat beside a couple in their late fifties. “I haven't seen Mr Sullivan around,” His wife said while looking around. “Richard Sullivan?” The wife nodded. “Yes, he'll be given a speech but why isn't he around yet?” “Probably he's in any of the rooms upstairs. I want to use the restroom, I'll be right back.” The husband said and pecked his wife's cheek before heading to the restroom.