Kat Timpf's Husband Novels & Stories

Tita got cut up when a small little girl showed up beside Timothy, that really look like him. "HELLO!" The kid joyfully greeted us with a bright smile, "Whos' this little thing over here?" Tito asks Timothy. Before Timothy answered I noticed this poor girl beside him. Who is she? "Mom, Dad this is my daughter Tabitha and this is my fiancé Louen" I suddenly deafened because of what he said, no way?! This is not true. I saw how Timothy wrapped his arms on that gold digger, and how this pesky kid grabbed his other hand.

“You don't get it, Aries. Timmy is Caspian’s son! He really is his son!” “How? That's not true!” Aries insisted. “Aries, listen to me. Our son died. On that day. . . In the hospital, our son died.”

This time he turned to me with a frown, "What do you mean?" Inhaling a deep breath I hold his gaze, "the man you mentioned is Edward Reinford. The director of R.Ford Corporation..." He wasn't surprised by the information so I could assume that he knows that part already. "Edward is also my husband." The last one brought out a reaction from him. His questioning gaze swept all over my face as I nodded, "Yes, he is... We got married seven years ago, Alberto. In this marriage, we have a daughter. Adelaide Reinford."

“I have. Timothy, I know what I did today caught you off guard and made you sick. I’m sorry. Should I call a doctor for you?” Caitlin’s tone was full of care. “No need. I’m fine…” “That’s good. I was really worried you might’ve gotten too upset.” She gently tucked in his blanket. “By the way, Timothy, I was having dinner outside today and heard people talking about a woman named Taylor you knew in your younger days. They said you wanted to make her your fourth wife. Why didn’t you bring her home?” “Oh, don’t bring that up…” If Rachel hadn’t held so much power over him, Timothy would’ve married Taylor for sure—especially since she gave birth to his son.

Wait hold up why Dohyung is here? And suddenly I just realized I am at his home and that kid is his kid. I keep myself to scream or crying from fangirling discovery. Everyone especially the fans knows this fact. But it's also my first time seeing his son. I know we are a bit weird simply a married man with a kid but we don't do any weird ok? Probably a bit... And I shake the thought. "Are you okay?" He said. I nodded. I bite my tongue to keep myself from being too excited.

The rest of the celebration was at another venue, so they needed to drive there. Fatima was still not past what had happened inside. She still wondered why her husband of nearly seven years would say another woman's name, but thinking of their beautiful children, their six year old daughter and two year old son, she quickly dismissed the thought. She reached for her husband's hand, but he was surprisingly focused on his phone. Since both his hands were busy typing, she settled for resting her hand on his lap. "I am thinking we leave early," she said, referring to the honeymoon getaway she had planned. It was only a weekend trip, but she was excited. She had not spent much time with her husba

Tiffany wiped her eyes, lips pouted “Yeah, daddy. You promised you would come with us today to try the cupcakes for the wedding. You promised.” Thane crouched down to their eye level; he loosened his tie and undid the first button like it physically hurt to deny them. “Timmy come here,” he called softly. Timmy walked over to him without hesitation, his small arms still crossed. Thane wrapped one hand around Timmy, kissing the top of his head. He stretched out the other hand “Tiffany..” She hesitated for a beat before she gave in and stomped over to his side, Thane hugged her with his free hand and placed a kiss on her head.

“We have grown to love our peace and privacy. So, no. We’ll not be doing that.” Then he turned and walked away from the podium without another word, even though the reporters shouted more questions. Myla let out a long, shaky breath and turned off the television. Even after everything, her husband still knew how to stand in front of wolves and make them heel. A low groan from the bed caught her attention. She turned to see Jared’s eyes fluttering open; his brow was furrowed in pain, but his gaze was alert. He immediately tried to push himself up with his good arm but hissed sharply as pain shot through him.

Tim tossed the book aside, scooped her up and twirled her around. The book slid off the couch and tumbled to the floor, coming to rest open-faced so that what she’d written to him was plainly visible. To my husband Tim - My rock, the love of my life and the father of my child.

KAYA Just as I'd thought, Tim wasn't asleep when I got there. I'd gotten a report that he barely slept anymore. As a matter of fact, all he did was sit in the corner of his cell and sulk. His wife had been dead for over a year but still, he had the reaction of a man whose wife was dead for just a few days. This was the man they really arrested for her murder? How could they do that? “Tim. Hey. I'm so sorry for disturbing you.”