All Chapters of Dear husband I can live without you : Chapter 191 - Chapter 200

Anna sank into the soft couch in her living room, her spine melting into the cushions as if her bones had finally given up their fight. The night was still young—too young for her heart to feel this cluttered, too full for her lungs to breathe normally. Yet the only thing thrumming through her mind was Gerald’s face. His wet eyes. The way his jaw had dropped. The raw confusion and pain that had sat openly on his features like an unfinished painting.The memory replayed in her head again and again, looping without mercy.She pressed a trembling hand against her chest, fingers splaying over her heart. God… he loves me. He still loves me. Everything about me.The truth of it stung and soothed all at once.She had watched him fight himself earlier—watched emotions crash inside him like waves slamming against a stubborn shore. Confusion. Frustration. Longing. Love. All of it shifted behind his eyes while he tried so hard not to break in front of her.And the worst part?The part burning li

Anna froze the moment she stepped into Gerald’s room. The air felt thick, heavy with heat and something darker—fear, maybe. His body glistened with sweat, his breath shallow, teeth clenched as he muttered broken, fever-soaked words that didn’t string into anything real. Her heart kicked painfully against her ribs. She moved before she could think, lowering herself onto the edge of his bed. The sheets were warm—too warm. His forehead nearly burned her palm when she touched him. A fever. A bad one. “Gerald…” she whispered, voice trembling. He didn’t hear her. She rushed downstairs, her footsteps frantic, her hair whipping behind her as she stormed into the kitchen. Xander almost dropped the apple he was cutting. His eyes followed her like she was a ghost who had walked into the wrong house. “What—” he mouthed silently, watching her grab a bowl, fill it with water, snatch a towel from the drawer. She didn’t even look like a visitor. She looked like someone who belonged there. Som

The song Anna released didn’t just trend—it exploded. It tore through the charts like wildfire, climbed to the number one spot across every platform, and refused to come down. Her voice haunted the city. Radio stations played it on repeat. People argued online about who the mysterious singer was, but none of them guessed the truth. Soon enough, the board in charge of the Best Artist Award reached out, practically begging her to participate. Anna agreed, but she guarded her identity like a jewel locked behind bulletproof glass. No interviews. No face. No name. Just the voice. The award night came faster than she expected. Anna stepped out of her private car in a black dress that clung to her curves like sin itself. The fabric shimmered under the event lights, slithering around her figure, hugging her waist, sweeping behind her with quiet arrogance. Her heels clicked sharply against the hallway floor as she moved through the back entrance. She smelled faintly of vanilla and mystery—

The snowfall had quieted that Saturday morning, leaving the world outside looking like it was wrapped in soft cotton. Everything felt slow and sluggish in Andy Roberts’ house, as though the cold itself had seeped into the walls. Andy made breakfast for the family—toast, eggs, a bit of steak. The smell filled the dining room. Penelope sat quietly, picking at her meal, while Andy tried to shake off the heaviness in his chest. Aiden eventually shuffled downstairs, bundled in his little pajamas, rubbing sleep from his eyes. But he didn’t touch his food. Andy frowned and lowered his fork. “What’s the problem, boy?” Aiden shook his head slowly. His tiny shoulders drooped, and his sad eyes lifted to Andy’s face. “I don’t want to eat,” he murmured. “I want to go to the park.” “What?” Andy’s fork clattered against his plate. Aiden’s lips trembled, and tears welled instantly, shocking both adults. The boy looked like he was about to crumble if anyone breathed wrong. “Alright! Alright, I’l

The next morning, sunlight streamed into Anna’s mansion as she stood before her full-length mirror dressed in a stunning champagne-colored gown. The shinny fabric hugged her curves beautifully, the high slit showing off her gorgeous leg. Her hair was pulled into a sleek ponytail that fell like a golden waterfall down her back.Today was the opening of P and M Jewelry.Today was the day she would rain fire, smoke, and destruction on everyone who had wronged her.She would kill many birds with one stone.“Is everything ready?” she asked her team: her guards and the newly employed tech expert, Fiona.Fiona adjusted her glasses and nodded. “Everything is ready, ma.”“Good.” Anna checked her reflection. The makeup was glamorous yet sharp, giving her the aura of a VIP stepping straight out of a magazine. Confidence radiated from her like heat.Aiden walked in wearing a tiny tuxedo that fit him perfectly. He looked like a miniature gentleman, beautiful and adorable.Anna’s heart softened. Sh