Husband Wants Novels & Stories

I was tempted to flip him the middle finger and get this annulment done and over it, but desperate times called for desperate measures. "I can pay you!" He snorted, "I doubt any amount of money would make me want to alter my Christmas plans." "A thousand dollars?" I asked slowly. I didn't have that amount, but my bestfriend's parents were rich and she could loan me the money. I hoped. "No," his jaw clenched in annoyance. "Free dog grooming?" Jeanne jumped in. "I don't have a dog. I don't even like animals." Apparently, my husband was also a red flag. And it was time to bring out the big guns.

he said with a smile. "All right." "This is for you." He said I was in love. I wanted to ask, I wanted to know what was my fault for him, was he even in love with our marriage, or was it a feeling? He noticed I was worried when the husband was staring at him when he wasn't looking. "You know, if you keep staring at me, I'll be like, fall in love with me even more if we are already married." He said in a joke. My brows squeezed in confusion. "What do you mean? I wasn't staring."

What part of us screamed, 'just friends'? “Hey baby, the car is here.” he tells me, “Let’s get married on Saturday.” His eyes bug out, he has been planning for it because he wants to give me a wedding I deserve. “It’s not fair that everyone knows I am taken and there’s no pointer telling them off on you.” I huff. “Don’t marry me to chase people away.” he grumbles. “I am not. I want to be your husband already.” I tell him truthfully. These days I have been testing the 'my husband said' in my head, 'my husband was'… and it’s all I want.

He paused, the word suddenly feeling bitter in his mouth. “Hasn’t changed yet. If Natalie and I get divorced I want it to be on a good term, not when she thinks I’m cheating on her with you. I am anything but a cheater. And I know you won’t also like to be referred to as a mistress or homewrecker”. He said, gently brushing her hair behind her ear. “Natalie is my wife, I might not love her but I would never cheat on any woman. You and I can’t be a thing unless I am free of any relationship. So don’t bring me lunch, that’s my wife’s duties and you’re not my wife”.

"I am sorry, Wilson, for worrying and disturbing you." He hugs me and looks into my eyes. "I never thought that you were a disturbance or what. It is my duty as your husband. To take care of my wife is a priority." He kisses me again on my forehead. "You are still hot even without fever." I smack his chest. "Really? Even if I have a sick, you still give me your pick-up lines?" He shrugged his shoulders. "At least I can make you smile." I chuckled. We remain silent. "I love you, Wilson," I uttered out of nowhere. His hug tightens. "I love you more…."

mean? "You said you don't want a wife." She tried testing her curiosity. "I might change my mind." He folded his arms over his chest, watching her with gentle eyes. "What's the fun if you don't have a wild cat in your life? It will be a thrill to tame her." Suddenly, the food became hard to swallow. He smirked at her reaction. "What about you? What kind of husband do you want?" She chuckled awkwardly. "I can't believe we are having this conversation, but fine."

Pain crossed his face. “I want you,” I continued. “But I don’t want the marriage we had before.” “Neither do I.” He reached for my hand. This time, I let him take it. “I don’t want to simply be your husband because a piece of paper says I am,” he said. “I want to earn the right to be your husband again.” My throat tightened. “You already are.” “Legally.” His thumb moved slowly across my knuckles. “That isn’t enough for me.”

A baby would be the only thing that would save my marriage. Yesterday, Cassian made it very clear that if I didn't give him an heir, I would be thrown out of the house. I love my husband so much, he was my highschool sweetheart and it was a dream come true when his father arranged a marriage between us, I couldn't lose him. My fingers were cold and my teeth clamped over my fingernail, I cut it and pulled. I hated nail-biting, but I was too nervous I couldn't help it.

“Yes, and I haven’t seen you that way with your husband Cynthia… almost makes me wonder if you had to get married in a rush.” Cynthia’s teeth clenched together but her husband ignored us and focused on his meal. “You were the one whom nobody knew about, what if you are after her for just her wealth?” Kennedy demanded. “We had a pre-nup, did you and your wife have that or you didn’t and that is why you are still tolerating all her…” I turned to Cynthia’s husband, making it clear that my question was for him. “Wade…” Maria called softly and immediately my words seized.

I calmed myself down with that thought, relaxing on the sofa and shutting my eyes. Being alone in Jayden's huge mansion felt like hell. Even on Christmas Eve, I ate dinner alone. If you ask me if I like this mansion, I’d say of course I do, but I would like it more if my husband was sitting beside me. If not him, at least someone else. His father and sister weren't going to arrive until tomorrow. And despite how much I pleaded, no member of my family was willing to come over for Christmas because they never said yes to our marriage.