Yusra Mardini Husband Novels & Stories

he whispered, but loud enough for me to hear. Larissa hadn’t raised her head; her eyes were fixed on the ground with tears dropping from her lids. I wanted to reach out and hold her, I wanted to tell her that I was here. But I couldn’t. Legally she was his wife. “Do you want to leave?” Darius asked. She was found, there was nothing that I should be doing here anymore. But for some reason, I couldn’t find the strength in me to leave. I couldn’t walk away. “Just a little more minute, I need to be sure that she is okay,” I whispered.

I instructed and two of the men did just that. When the kids were led away, I turned to face Nadine, Matteo’s wife. “What happened that night?” I asked, anxious to know the truth. “What night?” “Please don’t play dumb with me. I’ve been told you were found on a ship, heading far away from here.” “I…I was going on a vacation. It’s been planned for months.” I scoffed. “How could you still go on a vacation when your husband just died?” I saw tears filling her eyes.

She sat down and waited for me to do the same, so I did. "Thank you," I nodded. "Gavino is a creep. I don't blame you," she chuckled. "My name is Malina. I am Carlo's wife." My face lit up. "Carlo's wife? It's a pleasure to meet you. I didn't know Carlo was married. " Malina shrugged. "He likes keeping me to himself." "I don't blame him. You're gorgeous. " Malina flipped her silky straight hair. "Grazie. So are you. I see why Vito had absolutely no objections to the wedding arrangement. How's the married life treating you?"

She said it in a ridiculously sweet voice but had my eyes twitching. “That is interesting,” I said with a controlled smile. “Because I wasn’t informed of any change in medical personnel handling MY HUSBAND. I was under the impression nurses handled vitals.” I finished sweetly, stressing his title. Two can definitely play the game. “Pray tell, who are you again?” My lips were almost tearing at the sides as I talked, but I had to give it to her. Her composure was as rigid as anything, not a crack in that perfect persona, not even a twitch of her eyebrow. “My name is Dr. Jade, and I work with your husband.” She said, finally leaving his hold, and I forced air into my lungs.

"Mrs. Talia, I… Mr. Marco is… conducting business right now. You can’t go in." Talia’s eyes narrowed, her heart hammering in her chest. "Move," she demanded. Derek shifted uncomfortably, but before he could protest further, Talia shoved him aside and burst into the room. What she saw froze her to the core. There, in the middle of the room, her husband Marco was in bed with another woman—completely having sex with mk. Talia’s throat tightened, and her heart shattered into pieces. "Marco!" she yelled, her voice trembling with a mix of fury and devastation.

“Rosy, we need to talk when I get back tonight, don't go to bed early,” this was the message Rosy Brown received from her husband, Kendrick Madavaski. “Okay,” she replied without thinking much. Rosy Brown has been married to Kendrick Madavaski, the CEO of Ruserick Enterprises, one of the biggest Enterprises in Oxagon City, for three years, and not once has he respected her as his wife. At first, they were cool but suddenly he became distant and cold towards her.

"What the hell Adam, you almost gave me a heart attack. What are you doing here?" "I came to see my wife and her mother." "Your wife?" Maddy's mom opened her eyes. "You didn't say you were married maddy, don't you think it was the first thing to say. I can't believe I missed my daughter wedding." She burst into tears. When she was calm, Adam introduced himself. "Hello Ma, I'm Adam Malcolm, Maddison husband. We got married five months ago, I'm so sorry you missed it." "You look like a gentleman, what do you do for a living?"

“And how exactly did you do that? Are you a tech expert now?” Maya rises again. “Objection. Badgering.” “Overruled,” Judge Harper says, but her eyes flick to Roth, a silent warning. “I’m not a tech expert,” I admit, holding my ground. “But I know my husband’s voice. I know his face. And I know the woman in that video is his secretary.” “Ah, yes, Emily. The secretary. Let’s talk about her, shall we?” He flips through his papers dramatically. “Isn’t it true, Mrs. O’Brien, that there was a point in your marriage when you agreed to an open relationship?”

Mahendra Varma was her husband! Now, as he entered the door behind her, to consummate their marriage, Subhadra was already on the bed, leaning back on her elbows. "Strip for me baby." She told him. Mahendra looked at her. Fuck, Subhadra looked hot. "Your wish is my command." He started unbuttoning his shirt. "Slower. Give me a strip tease." He followed her order. He started stripping slower. When he was down to his boxers, he put his hands on his hips.

I couldn't help but laugh. So, this was his so-called true love. They had not even been married that long and were already fighting each other. Who knew how long this love of his would last? Today, it was one slap. What about tomorrow? The day after? I was actually looking forward to it. When Regina came by later, she brought along a bottle of red wine. "Try this. It's this year's new product from the vineyard." We sat on the sofa and sipped on wine while going through financial reports. I had never felt better. Leaving that trash of a man behind, I lived every day in style and confidence. It was so much better than being a bitter, resentful wife at home.