Bringing The Nations Husband Home Novels & Stories

And another thing that lingers in his mind were President Mies honest talks, when he said ‘The wind of change is coming, and let us stand together…let’s show that even ordinary people can make a change, Rise Hallerus, Rise and take your glory’. “…then go my love…fight for us…and come back home…”. (Jasmine) She knows, that she could not stop his husband. But she too was burned with passion and will to fight, to the point she want to wield a sword to fight along side her husband, but as a wife, mother and a woman, what she can do is nothing but gave her husband a blessing and ease of hearts. “I’ll change this nation…and come back…”. (Henry)

"Hooray my husband is home !!!" Arsya's return to the boarding house this morning was greeted with a shrill voice from Anjani. With a happy face looking at Arsya who had just entered the house. Anjani's face was very bright when she saw who came in the morning, Anjani's smile was painted so sincerely even though her heart was pounding in pain when she realized that her husband was staying outside the night.

“Hello, honey, what are you calling at this time of night? Why haven't you gone to sleep yet? Don't you have to go back to work tomorrow?” “I just missed you, honey.” Adaline immediately smiled happily to hear the words from her husband. “Be patient, honey, tomorrow we will meet again as usual.” “You promised me that tomorrow you would come back home. So, tomorrow morning you should return home to rest.” “Yes, honey.” “I will order the driver to pick you up tomorrow.” “What, driver? I don't need a driver, honey, I brought my own car.” “Let another driver take your car home. I want you to go home accompanied by the driver.”

"Don't you dare touch me, Dylan Rios! Stay away from me. I didn't know your reason, but I will trust my husband more than you." "That's not his thing, it's his step-sister who's with him in the picture. He can't fool me. You know what? When he came back here he promised that we'd start a family, so don't try to destroy us." A smile drew on his lips which made my forehead furrow. "So, that's his reason? I thought your husband was just the CEO of the company. I didn't know that he's also a scriptwriter." "Don't insult my husband, Dylan."

I had thought he was working hard for our future, but in reality, he had been traveling across half the world to visit the woman he truly loved. For three years, we had been in a hidden marriage. He had told me it was to protect me from unnecessary trouble. Yet, on his secret account, he had publicly shared their wedding photos, personally announcing their relationship. Even his friends and subordinates all addressed Riley as "Mrs. Lawson". Jay had never once explained. I closed my eyes, tormenting myself by replaying everything I had just seen. In my email inbox, an invitation from my brother was still waiting. Ever since my family moved overseas, my brother had never stopped persuading me

Disappointment gripped me when the plane touched down, and I had yet to see Yulia Coleman, my fiancee. But still, I went home excitedly at the thought that she might have a surprise for me. However, I saw a row of male shoes on the shoe rack the moment I opened the door. I even heard a baby crying from the bedroom. Surprised, I got closer and heard Yulia’s gentle voice. “The baby seems to like me. She cries when I don’t hold her. That simp is still working hard for us abroad. Don’t you find it ridiculous, dear?”

I was constantly travelling back and forth to the production area in South Columbus. If I was not on a business trip, I was on the way to one. However, as long as we were in the same city, Jason Moore, my husband, would meticulously arrange dates for us, making me feel touched yet guilty. I asked him once if he would blame me for putting my career first. He replied with a smile, "Just go ahead creating history. I have your back." I knew juggling a career and family was not at all easy. I had always felt guilty about it.

Because when I married Zephan, he made sure I stepped back from my working life. “My wife isn’t going to be working, you need to stay home,” his words echoed through me. Zephan smiled, leaning closer to me as he kissed my cheeks, “she decided to take a few years off, we just… we would really like to have that one-parent-at-home dynamic,” he laughed. “I told her no, but you know what they say, a happy wife a happy home.” The rest of the people laughed, other men smiling along to his words as they made jokes about the truth he had said.

Rob explains. “Family doesn’t keep a secret like that,” Max says in a low voice. He takes my hand, “Come with me, my love.” “I’m glad this is working out for you,” says Rob. “I was a little worried that you wouldn’t accept your wife. Granma and Grampa did well picking your mom and your aunt.” “Stay away from me and my wife,” Max replies. He pulls me away from Rob.

Then at Ella standing by the dining table. He paused. He hesitated for a moment before speaking. "Ella, Jessica is carrying the Blackwood family bloodline. You're my wife. Can you help me take care of her and the child in her belly?" Without waiting for Ella to answer, he grabbed his car keys and headed for the door. "I'll be back as soon as I can." Ella stood in place. She looked at that door. She suddenly wanted to laugh. She was his wife. So she had to take care of the child in Jessica's belly—a child she didn't even know was his or his brother's?