Bringing The Nation's Husband Home Novels & Stories

I stood, waiting for my husband like a woman waiting for her soldier from war. Nathaniel was here. And nothing. Not the ruin and blood above felt impossible knowing he was coming back to me.

“I want to give Uncle Parker three more chances. If... he really doesn’t love us, then we’ll leave him forever.” Closing my eyes, I agreed to my son’s request. “Alright.” Henry, my son and I would give you another three chances. After that, you will never have a place in our lives again. … It was Friday, the day Henry’s first love returned to the country. They were college sweethearts and got engaged right after graduation. Just a month before their wedding, Evelyn fell in love at first sight with a foreigner.

He sat on the couch in front of me and raised an eyebrow with a playful smirk. "You're pretty ruthless." Looking up indifferently, I met his gaze and replied, "The same goes for you." He deliberately wore his shirt loose to show off his abs, exuding a rebellious, defiant attitude. From the way he looked, I knew he was my husband for this life, Jerome. In my past life, I'd seen him a few times at Hanson family banquets. He'd always come off as a playboy who couldn't stay away from women. I just didn't expect the wedding itself to be this absurd.

It wasn't until dawn that the locked door was pushed open. My husband, Theodore Cloud, pulled me into his arms. As he leaned closer, a whiff of faint floral perfume drifted to my nose. "Izzy, I only ended up sleeping in her room because I really couldn't shake her off. But don't worry. No matter what happens between her and me, you will always be my one and only wife," Theodore said, as if explaining himself to me while trying to salvage his dignity.

Relief hit me so violently I had to brace myself against the table. Then reality followed right behind it. She hadn’t just survived. She had chosen to disappear. “Track the arrival,” I said. “France. Southern region.” “We can,” Matteo replied. “But Don—once she lands, this becomes… diplomatic.” I looked at him. “She’s my wife.” “Yes,” he said carefully. “But this isn’t our territory.” I straightened. “I’m not going there as a Don,” I said. “I’m going there as a man who needs to fix what he broke.”

“You’re thirty-three. Do you think you’re still young? This isn’t the old days. Stop clinging to nonsense ideals. Marrying her will be good for our family’s reputation. You’re a businessman, Ian. You should know the benefits.” Her tone softened for one poisonous second. “As long as she can be a good wife, that’s enough.” My fists tightened. The same manipulation, the same woman who once praised me as the perfect daughter-in-law. Ian’s face didn’t move. “I know, Mum.” “You always say you know,” she said. “But you never act on it.” The call ended. Ian slid the phone into his pocket and exhaled. I ducked deeper behind the pillar, certain he’d sense something was off. I waited—then heard his voi

After finishing his business, Nicko immediately returned home to inform his mother-in-law of the fall. It was still late, but for today Nicko had promised Jo not to come home late. It had been a long time since he had spent time with his little family just to enjoy drinking tea in the afternoon. “Honey, are you home yet?” Josephine asked, who couldn’t hide her happiness when she saw her husband had come home. The blonde-haired woman immediately hugged her husband tightly, a little pampered to express her happiness.

A sunny morning.. The gentle and refreshing bridge was blowing that could cheer one up. In the church.. "Mr. Daniel Black,do you want to take Ms. Neha Wade, to be your wife. To be true to her in good times and in bad, in sickness and in health. Will you love her and honor her all the days of your life?"

Kane grunted at two of the prospects, as he carried Jude down to the shelter. “Dear God…” Jessie breathed, as she looked at the wounded men, noting that her husband was missing. “Let’s get these people situated and then someone better tell me where my fucking husband is.” After hours of working on injured men, Jessie was finally finished. She was exhausted and her heart thudded heavily in her chest. She knew the implications of her husband not returning from a botched surveillance mission. She had used working on the men to ignore the fact that her husband didn’t return, but now that she was done… She couldn’t hide her fear that he had perished.

Ever since daddy been back home my mom has been thee most happiest woman on earth only because daddy cannot go back to the military again, he decided to retire not that he had a choice he just had to since his injury he can't do much like he used to but I'm thankful that his still strong. I finally agreed to marry Hakeem