You Are Sick And You're Married Novels & Stories

I need to go home. He freezes as soon as I finish my sentence. - And where do you want to go? - But... to my house. - Where is your house? I don't respond. - Do you want to go find your husband? I don't respond. - Why aren't you talking? Are you going to forgive him? - I don’t know. - Are you legally married? - No. - Then leave him. - Excuse me? - You understood me perfectly; what are you going to do with a husband who puts his dick everywhere? You don’t even know what disease he has already given you? I shouldn't have taken off the condom; I don't know what disease I just contracted by sleeping with you.

This whole thing is already getting out of hand, making me have a second thought about this whole marriage thing. Could Sophia be battling a terminal illness?

I think I’m sick but I won’t be shocked why. I walk around this party aimlessly, looking for a spot to crash that is far away from my husband. Who on earth brings you into a gathering with people you’ve never met yet expects you to smile at them while carrying the responsibility you never thought you had then proceed to leave you all by yourself just because he’s married to you?

"How much did he pay you? You knew I was married, yet you gave me a sapphire necklace he got me? How could you be so mean? Do you want to end my marriage?" Jenny fought her tears back and roll her eyes at Sharon. "Marriage? Sharon, did you say marriage? You're married to a man that's sick, and disfigured. He can't even get you pregnant." Her words pierce Sharon's heart, She was in pain, you can insult her all you want, but not her husband. Cakey hurried to her, and start to stroke her back gently. "You don't have to listen to jenny, she's just jealous you're married, let's go."

If you can’t protect her then I’ll do the honor. I brought her to my pad when she passed out. This woman right here is always sick, she got thinner than before. She’s looking more stressed than before. Is she not happy with her marriage? Clearly she’s not. Her husband cheats on her while she’s out here lost in the winter cold. "I-I'm not pregnant." She sound so sure. I do not want to hope. I don't want to look stupid again. But I also couldn’t help but think that it was possible. I have to look for that reason, for the sake of my sanity.

I couldn’t get enough of looking at Carlos, who is now my husband. — Although they were married in the eyes of men, they were not married in the eyes of God.- says my father, inconvenient. — So no going home again, being alone. But he could not imagine that a day later, Carlos would be sick, being forced to stay at my parents' house so that I could take care of him. My husband had a high fever and vomited all day. Deep down, I think it was just the nervousness of marriage. I take care of him all day, worried, because now that he’s so close to our dream, he gets sick. Did they put a curse on our relationship?

"It's about our company, sweetie. Three years ago, something bad happened at the hotel with our business partner in Singapore, and the news of that spread. Other investors heard about it, they took their shares, and our company weakened; we are trying to save it, but no one really trust us. So now, the only way is to sell or the ......... MARRIAGE. " Wait, why didn't I know about that? I always watch the news or read news paper, but why I haven't heard about it? And what did you just say?? A what? A MARRIAGE?? "MARRIAGE?" I'm nervous, because I know I'm the one to get married as I'm the only child, but I haven't fully recovered yet. I'm twenty-six years old, I can get married, but I can't ev

"Is that so? That's unexpected. He was hiding you so desperately that I thought there was something... something tremendous that shouldn't be revealed." "It's wrong to date someone else when you're married with children." Suddenly feeling thirsty, Mitch grabbed a glass of champagne from a passing waiter's tray. He had been feeling unwell since morning, and it was clearly signs of a cold coming on. Feeling like he might get sick right away if he stayed like this, he needed some alcohol to help. "Who cares about that these days?" "..." "Oh, I see you do care." She spoke with the same casual tone as Douglass Brady. As if marriage meant nothing. As if dating a married person wasn't problematic a

"I'm sick of doing what I'm told, I'm sick of being your obedient little lapdog." "I would rather not return to that possibly." He suddenly surrendered. "We didn't have a genuine marriage previously… " "You couldn't in any way, shape or form be letting me know that you need a genuine marriage now?" She jeered. "What assuming I am?" He watchfully asked and she chuckled right in front of him. “If you thought I would want anything to do with it, I would think you were insane. How might a marriage with a life expectancy of only six additional months potentially be helpful to both of us?"

I massaged my head and let out a deep sigh. This is really the biggest problem of the luxurious like me, easily fooled! I groaned frustratedly. "I left and moved away because I ran away from my marriage. Then, what? Suddenly, I'm married?!"