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My husband hates me Chapter 10.1
|Emily POV |..*..*...*...Finally I'm done;Exhaustion settled over you as you finally completed the project, pouring in hours of hard work and dedication. Confidence surged within you, believing that this project could secure the deal you had been striving for.Being sitting for straight more than ten hours my back is aching now; my eyes are also struggling to open as I didn't sleep properly for the past few days. I am wondering did he actually care about his deal because all he did is Order I'm hundred percent sure he knows nothing about this deal but being a head of the company at least he should have knowledge a little after all His company needs it I'm not or leave it or I don't want to think about it.Reaching the kitchen counter to quench your parched throat, the familiar click of the front door drew your attention, signaling Steve's return home. However, the routine moment took a sudden and unsettling turn as your eyes met his intoxicated red gaze. In that split second, your
My husband hates me Chapter 10.2
..*..*..*.... He tore off his shirt and discarded his pants. Approaching her with an unsettling intensity, he seized her chin forcefully, a sneer twisting his face. 'Look into my eyes,' he demanded, his voice dripping with venom. 'I want to see the pain in your eyes.' Emily, confronted with the sheer hatred in his gaze, could feel the toxic words cutting through the air like shards of glass. It wasn't just about the physical exposure; it was an attempt to strip her of dignity, to inflict emotional harm. The intensity of his loathing reverberated, leaving an indelible mark on the atmosphere. When his eyes fell on her, he saw the uneasiness, the helplessness, and, most importantly, the pain. Yet he remained cold and indifferent and even if he does it 'll not make a slight difference. He rammed inside her so vigorously earning a scream from her mouth as if someone put petrol on her body. He kept pounding inside her tight wall without letting her adjust as he put immense pressure with
My husband hates me Chapter 11
“Once you have been tortured, you can never belong in this world. There is no place that ever be your home." -QuotesLyfe Every morning comes up with new hope, but for some people hope is nothing but a mere word. There is quote - Nothing is permanent. Good days will always come after bad days. But May be this is just a quote because in her life she don't think there is any good day waiting for her. Next Morning: Steve POV: Steve squints his eyes as soon as the sunlight crept in through the window. He let out a disappointed growl. One was his head is banging hard as if someone sat on his head and hammering it with iron rod. He couldn't adjusted his eyes to the light of the day, everything was spinning , "Aahhh! What the fuck." Second - he gingerly attempted to sit up, the realization of his nakedness hit him like a wave. "What the hell happened?"- he muttered to himself. He put the pillow over i
My husband hates me Chapter 12
|Author Pov | ..*..*..*... "She is fine now. Her body temperature is normal as well as her breathing rate. Nothing is to be worried, just need proper rest proper food. Don't let her drink any cold and I gave her injection she'll come back to her senses after 4-5 hours. It's better she avoid late night shower. After two or three days she can have her normal daily routine." – Relief washed over Steve as he listened to Dr. Jung-Suk's assessment. The doctor's words were a balm to the anxiety that had gripped him, and he felt a weight lift from his shoulders. As Dr. Jung-Suk continued to speak, Steve's attention shifted to Emily, who lay on the bed, still and seemingly unaffected by their conversations. Dr. Jung-Suk, familiar with Steve's tendency to keep certain aspects of his life private. He unspoken understanding between them allowed for silent cooperation. This wasn't the first time Dr. Jung-Suk had stepped into Steve's home. The doctor had been a reliable ally, called upon wheneve
My husband hates me Chapter 13
|Author Pov|..*..*..*...A magazine got violently slammed over the table, as he took the attention of everyone of the room, “for how fucking long I’ll manage to keep his shit hidden. Each and everyday he had seen with new girls and the most shitty is he didn’t even try to hide it as if he wanted to the know the world what he’s doing?”- Michel, his face contorted with anger, His voice filled with frustration and desperation.Sinking into the cushions of the sofa, Michel felt the weight of exhaustion settling over him like a heavy blanket. His eyes landed on another magazine with the same scandalous headline glaring back at him: "The billionaire's playboy seen with a stripper last night? What's the catch?"“Is the next heir of Brown family will be the reason for the downfall of the company?”- one of the headlines which was high lightened in bold at the front page.In a fit of frustration and anger, Michel swept everything off the table , sending magazines and papers flying in all dire
My husband hates me Chapter 14
"A dark, cold feeling is spreading through me like frost on a windshield on a winter morning." Katherine WebberMisery and obscurity are my closest companions since I started to comprehend. People have worn black to express their grief and my never ending grief pushing me into depression of darkness. This morning light is so dark than my night, the room is brightened with sunlight but all I can see pitch dark because there is no light no hope that can peck through my dark life. Flashback : Emily sat alone in her dimly lit room, her face buried in her hands as tears streamed down her cheeks. The sound of her sniffles echoed through the empty space, filling the air with a palpable sense of despair. The lobby room which was attached straigh
My husband hates me Chapter 15
..*..*..*...."Aish!! Ok OK but I want you with us tomorrow," Lisa almost threatened, her voice coated in honeyed sweetness. Emily's heart raced in her chest, each beat echoing in her ears as she stood before the door of Steve's bedroom. Taking a deep breath to steady her nerves, Emily raised her hand and knocked on the door, the sound echoing in the silence of the hallway.The air inside is heavy with smoke, wisps curling lazily in the dim light filtering through the curtains. The scent assaults her nostrils, a mixture of burnt wood and something acrid that stings the back of her throat.Steve seated in a worn armchair, His silhouette is shrouded in the haze, the smoke swirling around him like an ethereal cloak. She can sense his presence, a weighty aura that seems to permeate the very air.Instinctively, she bended my head slightly, not daring to meet his gaze directly. She can feel the weight of his scrutiny even without looking directly at him, a palpable tension that hangs in the
My husband hates me Chapter 16
| Axel |..*..*..*..*...Axel sat slumped on the bench, His chest rose and fell in sync with the rhythm of his panting, the strain evident in every heave. Sweat cascaded down his forehead, tracing a path over his flushed skin before disappearing into the saturated fabric of his T-shirt. His T-shirt clung to him like a second skin, the fabric saturated with moisture from the intense workout.Axel's attention was drawn to a couple who were talking and flirting with each other. Their laughter and cheesy talking filled the air, a sharp contrast to the solitude that enveloped him. Watching them, Axel felt an unexpected pang of jealousy tug at his heartstrings. He didn't know them, but their happiness stirred something within him, a longing for the warmth of companionship he once knew.Memories flooded Axel's mind, unbidden and unwelcome. He remembered the days when he also had someone to share his laughter with, someone whose presence filled the empty spaces in his life. But now, as he sat
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