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My Insecure husband

Penulis: K.B
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-06-21 22:52:08

THEA’s POV

Monday morning arrived with a clear, cold sky that did nothing to warm the stone walls of the house.

The sweet, cozy peace of the rainy Saturday was completely gone, replaced by the usual stiff routine. Elias had left for an early meeting at the central bank before I even woke up, leaving a short, handwritten note on his pillow telling me to eat a warm breakfast.

By nine o'clock, I was sitting behind my desk at The Daily Herald. The heavy glass vase of white camellias was still tuc
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  • Reborn to Ruin Her Husband    shade from the past

    Thea’s POVThe gates of the Vane mansion closed with a deep, echoing thud that sounded exactly like a cell door locking. Outside, the rain was still pouring down, washing over the black gravel driveway. Inside, the house was dead silent.Elias didn’t let go of my arm from the moment we left the car. He guided me up the grand marble staircase, his grip firm but not painful, his eyes darting to every window and every corner of the hallway."You’re staying with me in the main suite," Elias said, his voice rough and breathless as he pushed open the heavy double doors of his private bedroom. I didn’t argue. I didn't have the strength to. My mind was completely numb, the words of Beatrice Sterling repeating over and over inside my head like a broken record. >>You’re a nobody. A nameless bastard we took in from the gutter. Nobody loved you. Even your real parents threw you away. I walked over to the edge of the large bed and sat down, my knees feeling too weak to hold my weight. I stared

  • Reborn to Ruin Her Husband    Out there

    THEA’s POV Elias’s voice cut through my panic. He had been waiting in the outer lobby for the meeting to finish. Before my lawyer could explain what happened, Elias was by my side. He dropped to his knees next to my chair, his large, strong hands grabbing my wrists and gently pulling my hands away from my face.When he saw my tear-stained cheeks and my wide, terrified eyes, his own face filled with a mixture of shock and intense panic. "What did they do to her?" Elias roared, turning his head to glare at the prosecutors with a terrifying fury. "What did you let them say to my wife?" “Mr. Vane, it was a personal matter," the prosecutor stammered, raising his hands. "The defendants made some unauthorized statements before we could remove them."Elias didn't listen to them anymore. He turned all his attention back to me. He stood up, wrapping his long, heavy arms around my shaking shoulders and lifting me completely out of the chair. He pulled me tightly against his chest, tucking

  • Reborn to Ruin Her Husband    Stripped bare

    THEA’s POV The small conference room at the State Prosecutor’s office was completely silent except for the sharp scratch of a fountain pen. The room felt cold and small, with gray walls and a single window looking out over the rainy streets of the city. There were no expensive leather chairs or fancy marble decorations here. I sat at one side of the long wooden table. My lawyer sat to my left, his fingers neatly tapping a thick stack of blue legal folders. Across from us sat three state prosecutors and the two people who had made my childhood a living hell: Arthur and Beatrice Sterling.They looked completely different from the proud, wealthy aristocrats I had known all my life. Arthur’s expensive gray suit looked loose on his shoulders, and his hair was messy. Beatrice didn't have her diamond necklaces or her perfect makeup. Her face looked pale and wrinkled under the harsh fluorescent lights. Their daughter, Maya, wasn't in the room. Because of her violent actions and the high

  • Reborn to Ruin Her Husband    Previously

    The grand conference room at the City Development Office was packed with people. Every major business leader in the city sat around the long mahogany table. The meeting was about the Southern District construction contract, the biggest project of the year, and every company wanted a piece of it.Elias Vane sat at the head of the table for his family’s team. He had spent the last two hours arguing over bidding numbers and land rights. But his eyes were mostly fixed on the man sitting directly across from him: Darius Manchester.Throughout the entire presentation, the tension between them was thick enough to cut with a knife. Every time Elias made a point about the Vane shipping lines, Darius countered it with a better option from Manchester International. They went back and forth, shooting cold glances at each other, refusing to back down until the government officials finally called an end to the meeting.Once the room cleared out, Elias walked toward the private executive elevators

  • Reborn to Ruin Her Husband    My Insecure husband

    THEA’s POV Monday morning arrived with a clear, cold sky that did nothing to warm the stone walls of the house. The sweet, cozy peace of the rainy Saturday was completely gone, replaced by the usual stiff routine. Elias had left for an early meeting at the central bank before I even woke up, leaving a short, handwritten note on his pillow telling me to eat a warm breakfast.By nine o'clock, I was sitting behind my desk at The Daily Herald. The heavy glass vase of white camellias was still tucked away in the corner behind the large fern, but its light, sweet scent seemed to fill every inch of the small office. Every time the door opened, a fresh breeze carried the smell toward me, acting as a constant reminder that Darius Manchester was moving his pieces across the board.I was in the middle of reviewing the weekly payroll sheets when a loud, heavy sound echoed down the hallway. It wasn't the regular sound of running reporters or busy editors. It was the sharp, angry thud of expensi

  • Reborn to Ruin Her Husband    a quiet evening

    THEA’s POV The next day was a Saturday, and for the first time in months, the newsroom was quiet. I stayed home. This afternoon, the heavy rain outside made the large library feel surprisingly warm and cozy. A large fire was crackling in the stone hearth, casting a soft, orange glow over the floor-to-ceiling bookshelves. The sound of rain tapping against the high glass windows was steady and peaceful. I was sitting in the middle of the large plush sofa, my legs tucked under a thick, cream-colored wool blanket. On my lap was a book I had been wanting to read for weeks, a simple history novel that had nothing to do with corporate law, stock markets, or the Sterling family. For just a few hours, I wanted to forget about the folders locked in my office safe. I wanted to just breathe. The heavy wooden door of the library clicked open quietly. I looked up from my page and saw Elias walking into the room. He was wearing a soft, oversized gray sweater with the sleeves rolled up to hi

  • Reborn to Ruin Her Husband    To gloat

    THEA’s POV The name Emily Duvall hit the room like a block of ice.Elias’s hand shook violently. The expensive porcelain coffee cup slipped from his fingers and hit the mahogany table. CLATTER! Dark black coffee spilled everywhere, rushing across the white cloth and dripping onto the shining flo

  • Reborn to Ruin Her Husband    cost of guilt

    THEA’s POV A soft, warm pressure on my cheek pulled me out of my sleep. I opened my eyes slowly, blinking against the bright morning sun that was streaming through the small, uncurtained window of the east wing bedroom.Elias was leaning over the small bed. His dark hair was a bit messy, and he on

  • Reborn to Ruin Her Husband    past tense

    THEA’s POV The ride back to the mansion was completely silent. The only sound inside the leather interior of the black SUV was the heavy thump of the windshield wipers pushing the rain away. Thump. Thump. Thump.Elias kept his left hand firmly on the steering wheel, his knuckles white. With his r

  • Reborn to Ruin Her Husband    The Collision at 4th Street

    THEA’s POV I kept my hand on Darius’s heavy sleeve for only a second before I pulled it back. My mind was spinning. The air in the cafe felt very thick, and it was getting harder to breathe. I looked at Darius. He was no longer the quiet boy from the library steps. He was a powerful man now, a

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