All Chapters of How to Keep a Husband: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Annette's POV"Oh yeah! Right there, baby!" I moaned as Nathan's thrusts deepened.He held on to my waist as he slammed into me. My eyes rolled back into my head as a wave of pleasure washed over my body. I screamed, gripping the sheets as we came together.I panted as Nathan got off the bed and made his way to the bathroom."That was great." I sang happily as I rolled over on the bed."Do you want me to join you?" I asked but received no response, and in a moment I heard the shower turn on.A frown graced my features as I sat up on the bed. This wasn't the first time this happened, nor was it the third, fourth, or even fifth. This started happening very often to me. We would have sex, and then Nathan would not speak to me after like he normally would. It bothered me deeply. Was there something wrong with our relationship? When did it get this bad?I stared at the curtains and thought to myself."Marriage is a blessing, and love is a luxury." Those were the words of my late mother, an

"Annette." He started as he touched my face."Nathan, please. I don't want to do this right now." I whispered softly.He leaned in closer to me and gently glided his lips over mine."Nathan stop! I can't do this." I pushed past him and went into the room.I gathered my clothes and went downstairs to the guest room. When I was done, I went to the kitchen, where Nathan was already eating.He gestured for me to sit down, and I did. Then I began eating the plate of waffles that was in front of me.We ate in complete silence; neither of us made an attempt to speak.After I was finished eating, I took up my plate and was about to carry it to the sink when Nathan stopped me."Annette, I am-Suddenly, his phone rang, cutting him off from what he was about to say."You should get that." I said as I placed the plate in the sink and washed it.When I was done, I realized Nathan had already left the room.This is going to be a long day.Soon enough, it was evening, and I was getting dressed for t

I sat in the living room of my home. It didn't feel like home anymore. I was so frustrated and annoyed. Night had fallen and Nathan wasn't in sight.Evie Jones huh? Evie Nathalia Jones. That woman he brought to our home and introduced her as his client. Apparently, she worked at an insurance company.Well fuck!Suddenly, the door swung open and Nathan walked in. He had his suitcase in his hand and he placed his keys on the table as our eyes locked."Oh hey baby, you're still up." He said as he looked at me."Mhm." I hummed in response."You don't have to wait up for me. I told you that.""Oh? Is that so?" I spoke boredly as he walked over to me."Yes. I've been working late these days. Did you make dinner?""No, I didn't." I replied."Huh? I'm starving. That's so unlike you. Were you busy? I guess I'll just make something then.""I wasn't busy." I stated and he stared at me confused."You weren't? Baby is something wrong?" He asked."Well, yesterday was a pretty important day for me,

"No fucking way. You've gotta be joking!" Tiffany yelled and I sighed."Tell us this is a prank. Please tell me it's a prank." Paige pleaded and I shook my head."It's the truth. He's cheating on me and the bitch literally met me." I frowned."That's insane. I'm going to beat his fucking ass so badly." Tiffany yelled in frustration."Is that why you dyed your hair blonde? To try and keep him?" Paige asked."Maybe, I felt like switching it up a bit. He was so happy that I dyed my hair blonde. Let's be honest though, you can't keep a man that doesn't want to be kept and no amount of hair dye can fix that.""That's facts girl. I just can't believe the fucker did that to you." Tiffany sighed."Are you going to confront him?" She asked."Not yet.""Girl you have to." Paige added and I nodded."I know and I will. Just not yet, I'm not quite ready for that.""Take your time but don't let him use you. You deserve better." Paige placed her hand on my shoulder."I know. We've been together for

I entered the building and people turned around to look at me.I could feel the strong gaze of them as I walked inside."Your invitation Madame?" The man asked at the door."My husband has it, he's already inside. His name is Nathan Taylor." I said and the man nodded as he let me in."Well aren't you looking beautiful tonight. Care for a dance?" A young man asked me. He looked no older than 25."No thank you." I politely declined.I saw Michael's wife, Celia, chatting with some of the guests in the corner of the room.I walked over and greeted her."Hi Celia, how are you doing?""Hello, do I know you?" She asked."It's me, Annette." I said and she hugged me tightly."Oh my gosh, you look gorgeous. I didn't even recognize you with the blonde hair.""Thank you. You look beautiful." I said and she smiled."Nathan told me that you were really sick and couldn't make it. I'm glad you're feeling better now.""Oh, well that's not true. I was never sick." She looked confused at my words."Look