Brining The Nations Husband Home Novels & Stories

her mother, Narla, said from behind her, frowning at her exposed chest. Hana brushed a curl behind her ear. “I don’t think so. I think it fits perfectly.” “It’s too loud,” her mother muttered. “Maybe I want to be loud.” She didn’t need to look to know the expression on her mother’s face—tight-lipped disappointment, polished into something that passed for elegance. Any other day, Hana might’ve caved. Slipped into something safer. Quieter. But not today. Today, she was marrying Elijah Carter. And if she had any real choice, she’d be halfway across the world with a fake name and a plane ticket out of this mess.

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.

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.

"Welcome to the Delio family." The man who looked no longer young looked up, he smiled a smile when he looked at Elina. The man's hand reached out to pat Elina's shoulder gently. Elina then smiled awkwardly while bowing her body, showing a bit of respect as a daughter-in-law of the family, "thank you father," she said. "Go home, it's too late for pregnant women." Brian is seen giving directions to Adam to bring his wife home.

Salsa’s words etched off every memory of what an ideal husband should look like and installed in me the belief that every husband was supposed to be insane; that I had no right to protest in this marriage. The two hefty men dragged him to come forth and he shuffled his legs, unwilling to make a move and throwing his face side ways to bite them since they seemed to be stronger than him. He was chuckling idly now and struggled violently with the two hefty men; to an extent the hefty men didn’t want to get much violent with him since this could result to hurting him. “Brian! Brian! You had better respect yourself and come forth to sign the papers. You are not going to keep us waiting. This is a

SUSAN Susan gets back to the house with nylons filled up with groceries, her husband's flight is scheduled for the next day and he would be away for two years or more, so she needed to pack enough groceries and African spices that would last him a while before he settles for junks or adjust to their meal. He was home, she calls his attention to let him know that she is back. She drops a few groceries for their consumption in the kitchen and takes the remaining bags upstairs to her husband "Here you go"

The workers abroad all showed up on the Internet and shared with everyone what it meant to "Have my boss fall in love with me." Have you ever seen someone get on a plane to give their spouse their lunchbox? Have you ever seen a wife who, in order to give her husband a hot meal, had flown dogs from Alaska to where he was working so that they could fetch the meal for him? Although Nathan no longer had old master Clemon to back him, he still had his wife! Rex, who was playing on his mobile phone and munching on some melon seeds, immediately brightened up when he saw Nathan and Hilda.

“Move to Brook and buy a house? Ridiculous. All of this!” Nate threw his arm around his new wife. “We’re staying in Crossia.” She nodded beaming at him. “It’s been decided.” “Well, with the rate this is going, she’ll be having his child by Thursday,” Lauren quipped. “Right?!” Joan said dryly. She pointed her finger at Bonnie. “Don’t you dare!” Nate exchanged a look with his packmates. All of them knew from her scent that his bride wasn’t fertile just yet, but that would soon change. He smirked and started for the door, his arm still around her. “Let’s go eat!”

“Hope everything is okay?’ “Nothing much to discuss except pack politics and the affairs of men.” “Affairs of men. I see. This time, I hope you not taking my husband to the brothel for that sneaky discussion.” “He can’t fall into the arms of another woman when he is still hung up on you.” “I don’t think Bram has ever been into me like that. It’s the honeymoon phase. Soon, he will move on from me and I’d just be a dutiful wife to him.”

Brandon, my husband calls from the staircase and we all turn to see him stepping down quickly with his phone to his ear and a happy elated look etched all over his face. He turns his attention and focus to me. "Can you please get the door open? My brother Nathan has returned." He says and i beam. That's really a good news to hear.