I Hate My Sisters Husband Novels & Stories

And now I was standing at the altar alone while my new husband descended the stairs without me, and the only thing keeping me from saying something extremely inappropriate in a house of God was the knowledge that the media had not been invited to the church portion of today’s events. Small mercies. Ian Lawson had just given me approximately hundred new reasons to hate him. I picked up my skirt. I walked down the stairs after him. And I promised myself, with the quiet certainty of someone who had been never been underestimated their entire life and had learned exactly what to do with that — that every single one of those hundred reasons would be addressed. In time. On my terms. He had no idea

I didn't know what to say to that. He signaled the waitress for more coffee. She came over, poured it, left. "You're my friend," Liam said. "I'm not going to pretend I understand. I don't. But I'm not going to walk away either." "You should." "Why?" "Because I'm poison. Everyone I get close to gets hurt." "That's not true." "It is. My mom died. My sister hates me. Jay's going to leave eventually." Liam leaned forward. "You don't know that."

“I will break that love. He can't marry his step sister. I will go to any length not to let that happen. Does he want to bring shame to my family? I'm still traumatized by what my husband did. Adrian can't put me in public shame. If he is shameful, I am.” “Flora, I don't think Adrian will do something like that. He is finding it difficult to accept reality. But the reality is clear. Amber is his half sister. You had won this battle. It calls for celebration.” “Do you know what? From the first time I set my eyes on Amber, I hated her. I started liking her when I saw that her presence brought a significant effect on my husband at the hospital. What I didn't know at that time was that my husban

“I'm sorry, Mr. Alex, but do you not have the slightest affection and love for Adaline as your wife? According to your story, you and she have been in a relationship since college. It feels so impossible that you have no feelings of love for her at all.” “You are a very stupid boy, Gerald. How could I possibly fall in love with the daughter of a couple who had put my parents in prison for life? My hatred for the Herbert family is immense. So, there's no way I could fall in love with Adaline.” “Like that, alright, I apologize for my unreasonable question.” “You better shut up and don't ask too many questions. Your job is to carry out all the orders I want.” “Yes, Sir.” “Fine, I will see you a

“You watched one scene in a nightclub and suddenly think you understand my life?” “I think your husband publicly embarrassed you while openly flaunting another woman.” My face burned. “She’s my sister,” I said bitterly. Something cold flickered through his eyes then. Maybe surprise or disgust. “Even worse.” I folded my arms tightly over myself, trying to hold together the little dignity I had left. “You billionaires are unbelievable,” I muttered. “You think everything can be solved with contracts and money.” “Most things can.” “That’s pathetic.” “No,” he said evenly. “What’s pathetic is staying beside a man who clearly enjoys humiliating you.”

"You are!" My eyes widened and my thoughts stammered. Despite of hardly any noticeable similarities between them, I couldn't pin point a single thing that could make them brothers. Thinking of similarities, none of other vicious husbands of mine had any resemblance to conclude them as brothers. Every single one had their own charisma, ignited different danger. If one radiated heat of fire, other reciprocated coldness of ice. If one had senses of predator, other was as chaotic as mind of warrior. I was a loving wife. I wasn't particularly fascinated by one.

All my life I have always had one issues to another, I have always been blamed for the misfortune of another and called all sorts of names. "You know what? Just stay far away from me. Your presence alone makes me want to puke, I hardly despise people but from the day I knew you, there was nothing more that I hated other than you." He spat out. I was hurt and disheartened, thorn and broken. I wanted to cry but the tears refused to come and I looked at him with no expression on my face. I have always been hated by people around me and people i was related to either by blood or by paper. My step mother and step sister and now the man who was supposed to be my husband.

She turned around and calmly looked at Carmen before a stiff word escaped her lips "Step sis." It was 'Step sis', not 'sis'. 'Sis' was an endearment, but 'Step sis' was merely a description of a relationship. Rubbing her hands, she grinned so hard that her eyes squinted. Upon seeing that Hilda had admitted, Diana impatiently walked up to her and said warmly. "It turns out that you are just step sisters! My daddy even said that you are married. Where's your husband? Why didn't you bring him here?" She didn't wait for Hilda to reply. "I know that your husband is an ugly and disabled old man, who is even older than my father. You must be embarrassed to take him out. But he's still the man you s

He asked. "My husband, obviously." I gritted out. "Didn't I tell you; you'll not be contacting him. Ever!" He hissed looking into my eyes. "Who said I'm going to follow your orders." There's no way I'm going down without a fight. He let go of my hand, but he quickly pulled the wire and the handle separately before throwing away to the corner of the room on the other side. "You're the worst brother! I'm thankful I never had to tolerate you all these years! And I wish I'm not your sister. I definitely cannot handle a brother like you." I spewed with hatred. His icy brown eyes pierced into mine, but I held my stand.

He just referred me as his wife and he's also supporting me? I should be happy, right? "She's not your wife and will never be!" "Well.... she already is. And what the hell is wrong with you? What's this that you're doing? I don't understand you sister, why are you doing this? Why do you hate her so much? She's a very nice lady, can't you see?."