Brining The Nations Husband Home Novels & Stories

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"

"Nate, I don't want to stay here. Please bring me away from here, okay? It's cold here. I'm very scared. Can we please go home? What have we been doing throughout these eight years? Has our marriage application been approved?" In her memories, she was still his girlfriend, and they were engaged. At the time, they had planned to get married during the most depressing period after his comrades lost their lives in war to give him the courage to continue living. Old master Clemon had it all planned out to perfection. He quickly made Briana and Nathan marry each other. Not only would it give Nathan a reason to live, but it would be a start of her family for him. As Briana was part of the army, sh

“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.

I look back up at Archie, whose eyes are now permanently electric blue. "Henry Brooke, will you do me the honour of becoming my husband?" I hide my face in my hands as a small sob leaves my lips and I know that if l even try to open my mouth an embarrassing sound will come out and ruin the moment. I look back up at him and nod my head, enthusiastically.

It’s finally time we can leave. “Thanks everyone for coming! I’m stealing my lovely wife to leave for our honeymoon! See you all in four weeks!” Brady announces. And with that he grabs my hand and hurriedly pulls me to the limousine. We go to our home to change and get our luggage. I get undressed and hear Brady gasp. My bra and panties are see through lace. The panties are also a thong. “Ok I don't care if we miss our flight, I have to have my wife now!” He demands.

"The first article crowns Sienna as your 'true love'..." His expression shifted, his jaw tightening. "...and the second brands you a hypocritical, cheating husband." I lowered the phone, resting my hands in my lap. "Funny how drastically the narrative flipped the moment the public laid eyes on those photographs." "Arabella..." "You spent three long years making me feel like a woman who was never enough for you," I said, my throat constricting with unshed tears, though I refused to let a single drop fall in front of him. "You told me our marriage was dead. You told me you loved her. You humiliated me in our own home."

new charecter added : Vernon Age : 35 informer clan : Salvatore Quinta Vernon's wife Georgia Vernon and Quinta's Daughter Chapter 5 : Way Back home "I won't lie but they kinda look cute together . Have you seen their height difference?" Brian was giggling like a teenage school girl while the newly married couple is waiting in the que line on the dock area. The marriage was simple , just a signature from both where Timothy literally threw the pen after signing and some paperwork and her passport was attached with his. Though it took a few hours though .

“It’s getting late and the rain is getting heavier. We have a long way to go to eat home. We better start leaving.” “But..” Mrs. Brimsley could only watch our exchange with confusion but I saw the small smile that graced her lips. My husband was a strange man indeed.