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2026-04-26 07:28:32
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My husband is acting different. Twenty three
When Johnson Dallas was about to speak, he was suddenly caught off guard.Lucien looked at him, his eyes turning red, and softly called out, “Father.”His voice trembled, filled with longing and something deeper that no one could understand.Everyone froze.When Lucien saw Johnson Dallas clearly, his heart shook violently. The man standing before him looked exactly like his father from his past life.His father, the head military doctor. A man who had spent his life on the battlefield, saving lives. A man who had loved his wife deeply and never remarried after her death. A man who had loved his son without conditions.He had taught Lucien everything. How to fight. How to heal. How to endure.And yet… Lucien had failed him.He had abandoned his own father just to please his wife’s family. And in the end, his entire family had been falsely accused and executed. He had watched them die and could do nothing.That regret had followed him even in death.And now…Now he was standing in front
My husband is acting different. Twenty four
When Laura’s handshake was brushed aside by Lyra, she quietly returned to her seat, masking the awkwardness with a careless expression. Seeing this, Grandfather chuckled and said, “Lucien, don’t mind this mischievous granddaughter of mine.” Lucien nodded with an awkward smile. At that moment, Lady Dallas invited everyone to the dining table for lunch. Lucien instinctively pulled out a chair for Lyra. She paused for a second, then gave him an appreciative look before sitting down. The maids began serving the dishes. Every dish looked exquisite. It was clear they had been carefully prepared, and these were all made by Lady Dallas herself. Lucien stared at the food in front of him. For a brief moment, his thoughts drifted. In both his past life and this one, he had never truly experienced a warm, home-cooked meal made with care by a mother figure. Now, sitting here, he finally could. A faint smile appeared on his lips. While he was lost in thought, he noticed everyone looking a
My husband is acting different. Twenty three
When Johnson Dallas was about to speak, he was suddenly caught off guard.Lucien looked at him, his eyes turning red, and softly called out, “Father.”His voice trembled, filled with longing and something deeper that no one could understand.Everyone froze.When Lucien saw Johnson Dallas clearly, his heart shook violently. The man standing before him looked exactly like his father from his past life.His father, the head military doctor. A man who had spent his life on the battlefield, saving lives. A man who had loved his wife deeply and never remarried after her death. A man who had loved his son without conditions.He had taught Lucien everything. How to fight. How to heal. How to endure.And yet… Lucien had failed him.He had abandoned his own father just to please his wife’s family. And in the end, his entire family had been falsely accused and executed. He had watched them die and could do nothing.That regret had followed him even in death.And now…Now he was standing in front
My husband is acting different. Twenty two
While eating, Lyra spoke casually, “After breakfast, get ready. We’re going home.”Lucien paused and looked at her. “Home?”She understood his confusion and added, “We’re going to visit my parents and grandfather. After you woke up, they wanted to see you.”Lucien stiffened slightly.It felt too soon.He had barely adjusted to this life, and now he had to face her family. He lowered his gaze, trying to sort through the memories that did not fully feel like his own.Lyra’s grandfather… the head of the Dallas family.A man with a strong and intimidating presence, yet surprisingly warm toward his family. Especially toward Lucien. He was the one who had insisted on this marriage. Lucien remembered that he had been close to his own grandfather, who had trusted the Dallas family enough to entrust him to them before his death.The memories came slowly, like fragments.After Lucien Crossel’s mother died, his father, Jeffery Crossel, brought his mistress into the house along with her son, Fred
My husband is acting different. Twenty one
After getting ready, Lucien went downstairs to make breakfast.The moment he stepped into the kitchen, the staff froze. He had never entered the kitchen before, not even to get a glass of water.The chefs were already preparing Lyra’s breakfast. She had always lived in luxury, and her meals were handled by a top level chef because she was extremely particular about taste.All eyes turned to Lucien.“Master, do you need anything?” one of the kitchen staff asked politely. “Do you have any special requests for breakfast?”Lucien shook his head. “No. I came to cook today. You can all take a break.”The staff exchanged uneasy glances. The head chef stepped forward, doubt clear on his face.“Master, it would be better if we prepare it. If something goes wrong, Mistress will hold us responsible.”Lucien understood exactly what that meant. They did not trust him.Even the butler and David stepped in.“Master, please go and rest. Let them handle it.”Lucien’s patience thinned.“This is my hous
My husband is acting different. Twenty
Lucien fell into a deep sleep, exhausted from the medication and weakness.His black curls spread across the pillow, contrasting against his pale skin that seemed to glow softly under the faint light coming through the window.He lay partially over Lyra, his head resting against her chest, his breathing slow and steady.But Lyra was wide awake.She had been waiting for this moment.Turning her head slightly, she looked down at him, feeling the calm rhythm of his breathing. Once she was sure he was deeply asleep, she softly called,“Lucien…”He didn’t respond.A faint, knowing smile appeared on her lips.Her fingers moved gently into his curls, slowly stroking his hair as she admired his face.Was he always this handsome?How did I never notice before?Her hand slipped from his hair, and she hesitated before reaching for his face.Just then, he shifted in his sleep.She froze.Lucien turned slightly, now facing her directly, their faces suddenly very close.Too close.Lyra’s breath hit
My husband is acting different. Thirteen
Lucien felt too drained to move.He lay back on the bed and closed his eyes again.Sleep came quickly.He did not know if it was the medication or the weight in his chest, but he had no strength to wake up.The whole afternoon passed like that.David came to call him for lunch, knocking several tim
My husband is acting different. Twelve
In the room, Lucien lay asleep, but his rest was far from peaceful.His brows were tightly furrowed, deep lines forming on his forehead. His hands trembled slightly, and his lips quivered as if holding back something heavy.Sweat gathered on his skin, and his breathing turned uneven.He was dreamin
My husband is acting different. Seventeen
While sleeping, Lucien heard a voice.“Lucien Morningstar.”His brows moved slightly, and in his sleep, he murmured, “Yes…”His breathing remained steady, his body relaxed under the effect of the injection.Then everything changed.He found himself standing in a dark space.He was dressed in his ol
My husband is acting different. Sixteen
While waiting for the doctor, Lyra kept rubbing his hands, trying to bring back some warmth into them.When the doctor arrived, she carefully lowered Lucien’s head onto a pillow and stepped aside, though her eyes never left him.“He was fine when we talked an hour ago,” she said quickly, her voice
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