Crazy Husband Novels & Stories

"Clara, there's something I need to tell you. I'm actually your husband." "What? I'm sorry, Mr. Adrian, did I hear that right?" "No!" He asserted. "Jordan is me, the man who married you a year ago." Clara let out a cynical laugh. "That's impossible! How can you claim to be my husband?" Adrian didn't answer directly. Instead, he fiddled with his phone, a distinct ringtone echoing from beside Clara's bed. "My phone..." Clara attempted to rise, reaching for it on the bedside table, but Adrian was quick to assist her, his touch gentle despite the disappointment that clouded her face as she saw the cracked screen.

"Shut your mouth, you bitch. From now on, we're Ryan's first and second wives. And you think you can throw us out?" I was dumbfounded. The first and second wives? My first thought was that these two had escaped from a psychiatric hospital. "Walter? Walter!" I shouted at the top of my lungs. "Where is everybody?" The butler, Walter, came rushing in as fast as he could. The moment he saw feathers all over the living room, the pile of chicken poop on the couch, and the two country shrews standing there with their hands on their hips, he froze. I was shaking with anger as I pointed a finger at him. "Walter, what is wrong with security? How did they let people like this walk right into my house?"

Somewhere in New York, 1 PM. “I’m glad you still remember me,” David sneered, “I thought after returning to the United States, you’d forget your lover in Canada because you decided to go back to your ex-husband.” The shock in Claire’s eyes was still very evident. However, Claire knew her surprise wouldn’t change anything—it wouldn’t end or fix anything. So she shook her head—giving a single sentence to refute David’s words, “He’s my husband, not my ex-husband.” She replied confidently, hoping for a miracle to be on her side amid the crushing situation.

Damian’s gaze darkened, a storm brewing in his gray eyes. He opened his mouth to reply, but I held up a hand, refusing to let him speak. "I caught my husband cheating on me less than twenty-four hours ago," I said, my voice trembling as the weight of the past day crashed over me. "The man I was married to for three years was planning to divorce me months ago, and I completely had no idea. I haven't even begun to process that betrayal, and you're asking me to throw myself into another relationship?"

“Those two years when your legs were paralyzed—yes, I wasn’t by your side. But why? Because I was out finding a cure for you! “I went into the hottest deserts, battling sandstorms and blistering heat to find the plants needed for extracting those medicinal compounds. My team and I were nearly swallowed by quicksand. We faced storms that almost killed us. But I never backed down because I wanted you healed. I wanted the research to succeed more than anyone else. “And what about you? While I was risking my life for you, what were you up to? You were sleeping with my cousin. You hid it from me for two years! And you even used ‘business trips’ as an excuse to marry her in America!

"Shut up. There's nothing like that." "You mean you guys had sex???" "What??? No, are you mad? We were totally stranger and why were you thinking like that?? I mean He isn't that much desperate." "When he held Your hand and was whispering into your ear I got to know how much desperate he was." "Really?? Don't be this much possessive. He is actually my Husband legally and It's okay there's nothing between us as you expect. We are just Strangers or Just roommates. But we can be together."

I say screaming at him suddenly feeling giddy and ready to eat. “What? You're so mental. Do you want everyone to know I don't feed you.”He says as he stood shocked at my audacious words. “You don't?”I say gasping out in a fake look of shock.... “Hello world, my husband doesn't feed me”I say loudly..... “What? you're crazy...”He says.... “I Know you're crazy too. But I love your kinda crazy”I murmur.... “I love your kind of crazy too....”He say as he slowly stares at me.

Instead, he simply looked at me and said, "This show that you and Irene had put on truly is fascinating. Do you think you can make me take pity on you by going to the hospital and presenting a fake medical record to me? "The police are searching for Nat now. You better pray she's okay. Otherwise, I will never forgive you." Suddenly, I laughed. At the same time, an inexpressible sense of sorrow surged in my heart. I became so panicked that I fell down the stairs and miscarried when I learned that Natalie had been kidnapped. Yet, my husband deemed me as a jealous spouse who would only hide his phone away. Nonetheless, it turned out that there were times when he lost his composure and went on a

His blood was boiling. "Mr Dominic Winf..." "Yes I do" Came a cold voice from Dominic as he glare at the Priest who shuddered in fear. Poor him. "I now p..pro..noun you both a..as Hus..band a..and wife" The priest stammer as his hand shaking. The wife was crazy and the husband was damn scary. 'Fuck!' Chantel cursed inwardly. This asshole is now her husband. Her fist clinch beside her as she roll her tongue inside.

Ohhh here he comes. . (God! The Vivians husband is a fool, I mean his wife is crazy hot but he messing things up, this kind of women need attention,if she were my wife, I wouldn't look at any other lady, this lady is the real deal, correct package) Her husband came straight to us, he was obviously drunk 🍺 because he was walking funny and he's the type of guy that you can never depend on! . Fred➡ v v v Vivian! Darrrrlllling whooooos thisssss maaaaaaan?