Good Husband Book Novels & Stories

Every ache reminded me I was still here. Christian was always nearby. He never hovered. Never asked questions I didn’t offer answers to. When I was sick, he made tea and left it on the table. When I couldn’t sleep, he sat in the next room, reading, pretending not to listen to my breathing. Respect, not possession. Care, without demands. That was new. The day Gabriel found me, the air changed before I saw him. Black car. Two men who didn’t belong. That familiar pressure—like the world shrinking around one person.

Book Three of the Badboy Trilogy Written by: Vendité Johnson The Badboy Trilogy Book One: How to Destroy a Badboy Book Two: The Emancipation of a Badboy Book Three: A Rhapsody for the Playboy Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, business, places, events and incidents are either a product of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual person, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

She might be soft in certain matters but stood firm when someone picked on her husband. “Mr. Thompson, my husband gifted me this shop. We don’t need your money! He’s hardworking and takes care of the family now, giving me what he earns. From what I see, he’s the best husband in the world! “So please watch your words next time. Stop judging others with your old standard!” Nicholas blinked and carefully examined the girl in front of him. He hummed a while later, saying, “Pretty, it’s not that my standard’s old. It’s that your husband’s really awful!

Every day, I imagined he was enjoying his super perfect life, looking down his nose at the rest of us measely teens but his life had been anything but perfect. It'd been all bright on the outside and yet very dark, lonely and hollow on the inside that it must have been so fucking difficult. Somehow, I'm glad I skipped school today and is spending the day with him, a weak attempt at making up for lost times and a silent apology for....everything. Silently, I'm grateful that his book went missing because he would never have told me any of this if it hadn't, though I hope to hell and back that it doesn't fall into the wrong hands and ruin things further than it already is at the moment.