All Chapters of Husband by Error: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

 The next morning, sunlight filtered softly through the bedroom window. Maximilian stirred awake, squinting at the brightness. When he reached out, the other side of the bed was already empty. He didn’t even need to guess—he knew exactly where his wife would be. With a quiet sigh, Maximilian got up and headed to the bathroom. Downstairs, Isabella was busy in the kitchen, preparing breakfast for him. The smell of freshly cooked eggs and toast filled the air. But just as she was setting the table, a sudden knock echoed from the front door. Since Aunt Anita hadn’t arrived yet, Isabella wiped her hands on her apron and went to answer it. She unlocked the door, and the sight that greeted her made her freeze. &ldquo

Maximilian was the first to wake up. His eyes squinted as sunlight slipped through the curtains. Turning his head slightly, he saw Isabella still fast asleep beside him. What caught his attention, however, was her arm—draped snugly around his waist.'This wild woman… if she wasn’t truly scared, she wouldn’t have dared hold me like this,' Maximilian thought with a faint smirk tugging at his lips. His eyes lingered on her sleeping face for a moment longer.He stayed still, afraid to wake her. A part of him wanted to brush her hair away and gently pat her head—but he stopped himself when her lashes fluttered. Quickly, he shut his eyes again and pretended to sleep.Isabella stirred awake, blinking a few times before realizing she was hugging Maximilian.

Maximilian followed his wife’s footsteps toward the dining table. Just as he was about to sit down, there was a knock on the front door. Isabella started to get up to open it, but Maximilian stopped her.“I’ll get it. It must be Miguel,” he said. Isabella nodded in agreement.Maximilian rose from his seat and went to the door. As he expected, the visitor that morning was none other than Miguel. Seeing his younger brother standing there completely soaked, Maximilian couldn’t help but stare in surprise.“Max,” Miguel greeted him.“What happened to you? Why are you drenched?” Maximilian asked, tugging at Miguel’s wet shirt.“Some crazy woman threw water on me out of nowhere,” Miguel replied, clearly annoyed.“What kind of crazy woman would dare throw water on you? Haha.” Maximilian chuckled at his brother’s irritated expression.“Very funny. You really enjoy watching your little brother suffer, don’t you?” Miguel grumbled.“Alright, enough of that. Come in—change into one of my shirts, t

Twenty minutes later, Samantha arrived at Isabella’s mother’s house. The two best friends immediately hugged, and Samantha burst into tears in Isabella’s arms.Isabella had no idea what had happened, only that Samantha was sobbing uncontrollably no matter how many times she asked. Gently, Isabella guided her into the bedroom, trying to calm her down.“Sit down, and tell me—who made you cry like this?” Isabella asked, holding Samantha’s shoulders firmly.“Reinhart, Bella,” Samantha sobbed. Her voice trembled with pain. Reinhart was her fiancé, and Isabella’s expression darkened as she wondered what could have gone so wrong.“What did he do? Tell me, quickly.”“He cheated on me… and got another woman pregnant. You know, Bella—we’re supposed to get married next month.” Samantha’s tears streamed freely down her face.“That bastard,” Isabella muttered, clenching her fists to suppress her anger.“Bella, what should I do? I’m so confused. He still wants to go through with the wedding, but I

Clouds hung heavy over Dublin that afternoon, casting a somber gray across the city. At Anna’s house, she sat chatting warmly with her two sons, Maximilian and Miguel, while their maid served tea and biscuits. Outside, thunder rumbled across the darkening sky, and flashes of lightning began to spread through the clouds, sending shivers down anyone’s spine who heard it.Maximilian, however, couldn’t fully relax. He kept glancing at the window, uneasy about leaving Isabella alone at home. Especially since Aunt Anita had already returned to Anna’s place earlier that day.“Mom, it looks like it’s going to rain soon. I should probably head back,” Maximilian said.Anna nodded with a kind smile. “Yes, go on, dear. Poor Isabella must be home all by herself.”Maximilian slipped on his jacket and was about to step out when his brother called out from behind.“Max, wait up! I’ll come with you—need to pick up my car anyway,” Miguel said, jogging over.“Just get it tomorrow. Stay here with Mom,” M