Novel & Cerita Husband Is Insensitive

“You should have thought about that before accepting to be my wife. I actually don't know why I'm having this conversation with you.” “Then it's futile.” “Yes, you're coming with me because you're my wife!” He snapped. “I'm only your wife by title, maybe I should remind you of that.” It was after she spoke she realized everything, she didn't understand what came over her but she apparently knew she was infuriated by his guts. Perhaps it was because of the stress. She wasn't sure. “For that alone you have no right to go against my words. Do you understand?” Charlene gazed intently into his eyes, she didn't know if she was to say another word or kept silent. “Good.”

He feels insensitive to behave so rough with his newly wed wife but ruining his precious sleep is the last thing he wants tonight. He heads back to the bed and stretches like a king, having all the space for himself while she tosses on the recliner, adjusting herself to the hard couch. He hisses seeing her discomfort and wants to get her back but wait, why did he care? Right now, his entire focus should be on finding Christopher. Once that's done, he will have time and energy to think about what further actions are required in his marital life. ____ SAME NIGHT - UNKNOWN PLACE "How can you be so insensitive? My sister got into this mess because of me," Patricia's voice rises in a crescendo of

Emily muttered in frustration. That word set him off. Ethan’s voice rose to a yell. “Insensitive? You cheated on me and wouldn’t listen to a single thing I said. You treated me like a househelp, never once respected my opinions. And now you stand here and call me insensitive? If refusing to swallow all the bullshit you threw at me makes me insensitive, then I’ll gladly wear the badge.” “That was all in the past,” Emily shot back. “I’ve changed. I’m a different person now. I know I was terrible, but I want to put our marriage first this time. Us—before anything else.”

Marcus sharply responded with anger visible in his eyes. It didn't take long before Rain took a vase and threw it in his direction, and my father-in-law dodged the attack. "You're just as foolish and wicked as your mother; I'm appalled at what you've become, son of a loser." My father-in-law insulted my husband. My hubby was silent for a few moments before laughing out loud as if he'd lost his mind for some moments. "At least I'm foolish enough to know that selfish individuals like you are constantly embroiled in schemes of wicked women that pride in evil." My husband eloquently replied.

“I won’t. I’m your wife, Liam. I have a right to know what’s going on.” “And I said, ' Back off!” He snapped, breathing out loud. I shook slightly, widening my eyes. The room went silent, and his chest rose and fell heavily as he stared at me. “You’re being insensitive,” he continued, his voice lower now but still very sharp. My brows furrowed. “Insensitive you say?” I scoffed. “Coming from a man who abandoned his wife to be with his mistress all through the freaking night!” I said, my voice rising.

"What?! Are you insane? Why would that woman live with us in one house? Do you want to humiliate me?" He responded with total indifference, his words stinging like a whip: "Don’t overreact. Remember well that I am just a substitute husband in a temporary contract on paper, not a real marriage built on love. Irish has lived in my house for years; this is a natural situation and it won't change now for your sake."

I’m in love with my future wife, her best friend. Since then she avoided me. I feel sorry for her but I can’t force myself to like her. Also if I lead her on, it will be more awkward for us now. Plus it might be difficult for me to win my wife’s heart. “But Mara and James are really close to each other. Lucky you because you already married her when James came back to your family.” My jaw tightened. I know she’s so talkative. But I didn’t know that she’s too insensitive.

For the first time in this marriage,I hit him. "I have had just about enough of your stupidity. I won't tolerate insult from anyone most especially you,my so called husband. Remember I made you and I could take everything away from you. Do not cross the line with me Flynn,you don't know what I'm capable of" I tell him to his face. "You hit me. I am your fucking husband.You dared to raise your hands on me"he yells. "You should have known that before insulting me. I make can your life miserable Flynn. Don't..I mean don't ever insult my womanhood again" I hiss .

he commanded. "Fuck me, my husband." Of course, I was obedient and would repeat it because I didn't want to be left hanging again. I used to think that only a lack of money could make someone lose their temper, but being left hanging in sex can also make you lose your temper and get high blood pressure. "Yes, my wife, I really want to fuck you. Since we arrived here, my dick hasn't been inside your pussy," he said vulgarly. “My husband, your mouth.”

She was now frustrated. Her husband was no more caring like when they were dating. He had become irresponsible to the core, in every aspect. The only thing he cared about was his work. He used to treat her like a stale food, something to avoid. Stephanie had tried a lot to bring their home under control but he didn’t cooperate. The only thing obvious about this was her husband couldn’t live with a wife. But he wanted a wife. Stephanie crashed the cart into someone. Some of the items fell off the cat. She bent down to pick it. She had not been looking up though but she was damn sure she wasn’t at fault for the collision. That person must have willingly crossed her lane.