Todos os capítulos de Her CEO is My Husband: Capítulo 11 - Capítulo 20

The change of atmosphere is so sudden that we barely can get time to prepare for it. Melinda held a gun in her hand and with gripping it tightly she sat on the couch only to motioned me to sit beside her. “You are Enzo's wife, am I right?”Mel asked me. She knew! how can she know this….well, I can pretend I do not know what she is saying. “ Enzo?who?”, I asked. Mel snickered madly, what wrongs with her physic smile! “Do not lie girl” she stated. “ What is happening here, Cansu? Who is this woman and what is her concern about your marriage with …?” Eli asked frustratedly but before he could utter Enzo, I interrupted him. “ No, Brother, calm your titts. We are ok, She is the boss of my roomie.” I replied. Mel stood up and took out an envelope from her pocket and threw it at me.“Quite the act, girl. I do not beat around the bush around.m You are the one who Enzo kept hiding from me. I got a vibe from him that something is fishy. You are that fish that makes him fishy” she smiled in kin

We reached home and changed our dresses. Enzo ordered us food, and we ate. But I felt like eating a little more. “Please can you bring some chocolates or brownies? I want to eat some dessert” I said to Enzo. He didn't reply, just blankly stared at me and left the dining space.   ________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________                                                                                          Enzo Pov I woke up early, and after ages, I am doing morning walks. In my student life, I d

The estate agent stopped at the front porch on Sunday morning. A young man walked through that porch only to knock at Cansu’s door. “Why are you even here at this early hour?” That young man did not react in any way, just gazing blankly at the person before his eyes. “Good morning, how are you, sir?” He replied to the person in his deep voice. “Cansu, look who is here?” Cansu’s father declared across the room. Cansu came from her room and saw who this young man was. Cansu murmured LORENZO…………… Lorenzo’s POV I know Cansu’s father does not want me near his daughter but I am his husband. Human beings marry in their life to be beside each other through thick and thin not to walk alone or be only. “ Lorenzo, you came. How have you been these days? Sit. Do you make your breakfast? We will have our tea time, do you want one?'' Cansu's sister-in-law Elena offered it to me. I believe she is the only person who welcomed me into this house happily. That’s because she never experienced my auro

Cansu POVMom made sure we had our first family dinner. I was a little excited about Lorenzo’s first dinner with my family. I noticed Dad’s reaction and he was not happy I could feel that but he was not that much angrier as before. I believe later it will sort out eventually and we will have a more peaceful moment. We finished our food and the food was very tasty. I asked Enzo, “Do you like the taste of Mom’s cooked food?” He replied, “Very yummy and I tasted this much good food after many days.”We reached home after having dinner with my family. Isn’t this funny and confusing? Girls called both homes. One is her parents and the other one is her husband's house. Often I wonder when we thought of both our homes but only to realize that those people we share our homes with, how easily they can say that those are not my house.“What are you thinking that hard?” Enzo’s voice interrupted me. “Where am I going to s

Cansu sat on the bed, her legs crossed under her as she stared blankly at the wall. Her mind felt like a tangled ball of emotions, each thread pulling her in a different direction. She could feel her frustration bubbling under the surface. "Why do I feel like this?" she muttered under her breath, not even realizing she had spoken aloud. The weight of her thoughts bore down on her as she tried to make sense of her feelings and the complexities of her marriage.Enzo, sitting at his desk nearby, had been watching her out of the corner of his eye. He hated seeing her like this. He could tell something was eating at her, but she hadn’t opened up to him about it. Every time he tried to comfort her, he felt as though he was walking on eggshells. “Am I doing something wrong?” he wondered. “Am I making her feel worse?” His chest tightened as he thought of all the ways he might have failed her. Enzo wanted nothing more than to ease her burden, but he wasn’t sure how to reach her.Lost in his tho