Bringing The Nations Husband Home Novels & Stories

Camilla smiled that I thought was as fake as her husband. “Why not. Evenings with you are always fascinating.” Hayden’s gaze was still lingering when his lips curled in a smirk. “Speaking of fascination…” his orbs landed besides me and my body tensed. “Wouldn’t you introduce your wife, Theodore?” Instead of Hazel, my mother answered after beats of hesitation. “She’s Hazel, and Hazel, he’s Hayden, your husbands cousin and she’s Camilla, his wife.” She graced them with a tentative smile. Something dark and volatile emitted through me.

I replied and continued picking up some food on my plate. “Tsk. So, why is he here? Isn't he busy?” Brian was irritated. My husband is sore in his eyes. I can tell that in one glance. “He wants to come with me,” I replied. “Was he the reason why you couldn't join us yesterday?” I took a heavy breath and finally faced him. “He was sick. I'm still his wife, Brian.” “He's hitting yo—” “Can we not bring that up?” It's making me weak to remember all of that.

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.

I argued, then switched to the next page, displaying the relevant provisions of state law. "During a marriage, if one spouse gives away shared marital property without the other's consent, the other spouse has the right to demand full reimbursement." Yara shot to her feet. "Estelle! Don't push your luck! I have a child with Zachary!" "As for the child…" I glanced at the boy. A brief ache flickered through me before I steeled myself. "He can receive child support—but only a reasonable amount. Besides…" My gaze landed on Yara. "The home you live in was paid for with my money."

"Haha! Dorothy's talking to the doll, and Laura doesn't understand what's going on!" "Darling? Is she talking to herself? She had a fun night inside that doll." "Laura's still scrambling eggs in the kitchen. How considerate. Her husband's fooling around with another woman, and she's here making breakfast for his lover." "Feeling sorry for Laura? Well, don't. She's just an overglorified maid." I put the scrambled eggs onto a plate and brought them to the dining table. Dorothy had already taken her seat. Calvin had woken up as well, and he showed up for breakfast wearing nothing but a pair of boxers.

"What made it hard?" The woman instantly let it spill. "The bride's brother never approved this marriage. Tell me, how can a match this fine keep running into trouble? I heard her brother refuses to get married himself, but he won't let his sister marry either. These two waited five years before they could finally have their wedding. Luckily, the groom was willing to wait." I pressed my fingers hard into my palm. I understand it now. Sinead was an only child, which meant I was that unreasonable brother. I was the obstacle.

he pleaded, but the more he spoke, the more troubled he became. “Braston,” murmured Nate, taking the baby and holding Braston by the shoulder, looking at him apprehensively. “Molly is supposedly in the early stages of pregnancy,” he whispered to him, leaving Braston speechless. “Okay... I’ll get home as fast as I can,” Braston said, still distracted, though pleased with the news. Nate and Mustafa, accompanied by other men, went to the parking lot and finally headed to Braston’s house. Meanwhile, Kenia’s husband, who had been waiting for her leaning on the car, noticed the movement and the number of men and went up to meet his wife.

I stepped through the front door of our house, my heart pounding in my chest. It had been months since I last saw Elisa, my beautiful wife. The long deployment had been brutal, but now I was finally home. I dropped my bags and called out, "Elisa, I'm home!"

HOME COMING The family had fun time together and Mr. and Mrs. Hampton returned home. The young alpha and his wife were happy with everything that has taken place so far and how Barbara’s dad resolved the issue of their divorce, allowing them to be together. “We are finally together”, Barbara caressed Steve's chest touching the hairs on it while the young Gillian stroked her hair. “I think I should call dad now and inform him that we will be coming this weekend. Please, help me get my phone” he said to his wife who stretched her hand and collected the phone from the bedrest.

"Yes, my husband and I got married at the end of last year. I was originally supposed to come right after, but his rank was low, and he didn't get assigned a house, so it got delayed." Her tone held a bit of displeasure. "I thought since our son was so young, we'd wait until his first birthday. But my husband insisted family should be together. The conditions at the base are good, and he didn't want me suffering alone in the village. "I couldn't talk him out of it, so I had no choice but to pack up and bring our son to him right away." She sighed, but her smile never faded. Kyson asked, "Doesn't your husband think having a wife from the countryside is embarrassing?"