Letter To My Workaholic Husband Novels & Stories

“Red, you need to understand that I have a duty to my work. I am a doctor; I save lives, but I will always come back to you when I am through.” “I know!” I flared up, my fingers twitching, eager to do something. “I have been enduring it for so long because I understand why you are doing it, and I love you for that. But it can’t come between your personal life, something that has been happening for way too long. I sleep alone, eat alone, and fucking have to do acrobatics to get my zip because my husband is married to his work. What else do you still want me to bear?” “Anna, I…”

As I fix my tie around my neck, looking in the mirror, I remember her words: "I can't do this anymore, we both know that," she began, her voice embittered. "You're a fucking workaholic, Peter. All that seems to matter to you is money and success. I feel like I'm in a relationship with your work, not with you." His words were very true. I knew I was immersed in my work, but I never realized how much it was affecting our relationship or me. I swallowed, trying to find the right words to reply, but the apology got stuck in my throat.

I got home late as usual, but this Friday night, I was extremely tired. My assistant had prepared a warm bath for me before he left. As long as I have him in my life, I do not need a woman. Ever since his wife was delivered of a baby boy, I released him earlier than before. I am a workaholic, but he is sure not. With the towel wrapped around my waist and my hair dripping with water, I walked over to the center table in my room. My phone had been ringing before I entered the bathroom.

I said he’s a workaholic, especially this time that I’m not by his side. “I’m not, I’m having a break when I’m with you on the phone. You know princess I need to finish my work here as soon as possible so I can come back there with you. I couldn't wait to be with you again.” he knows that I’m updated on his work behavior from these past few days that he’s been away from me. He knows that I’m getting mad when he overwork. I know how busy he is but it’s not that bad he rest from time to time. He’s also a human who is getting tired I don’t want when the time comes that he will be sick because his body can't take it anymore.

Stare. "Your son is so stubborn, please help me talk to him. I told him that he can resume for work tomorrow but he wouldn't listen. He wants to spend more days with me at home" " What?" Alex exclaimed. " I mean, we just got married and I really want to spend more time with my lovely wife." " Come on dear! I know you love me and I love you too but that doesn't mean you should stop working. You wouldn't want to anger your dad right?"

On seeing the confused look on my face, she said, " All I want is someone to change his boring routine of work and sleep. He gets so immersed in his work that he forgets to eat food. I know he's not going to himself find someone for him so I did. And I know you are the best Scarlett. You are the one for him." She said it so earnestly. I don't know about all this but I guess it won't hurt to try. Also, this way , those children will have a roof over their head too. And we can always give divorced after a year or so. Hmm sounds like a plan. "So you mean to say is that I can disturb him during his work , right? He needs to enjoy and he can't enjoy while being workaholic." I said grinning. "Of c

“Why didn’t you approach me immediately? I could’ve gotten a warning!” “I had to find you.” And when I did you barely could recognize me, he wanted to add but remained silent about it. “If you want a divorce, file one.” “How are you so okay with this?” Her voice getting louder. “I don’t have time to file one and go to court. I’m busy.” “Then why are you driving-- wait, you know where I work?” “It’s a husband’s duty to drive his wife to work safe and sound.” “No! I’m asking do you know where I work?!”

“And then we got married, you got that big job and poof—everything vanished. Tell me why, Noah. Tell me why every single promise we made to each other just evaporated the second you put that ring on my finger.” He opened his mouth to talk, but I charged on, my voice rising. “We swore work would never come between us. Do you remember that? Late-night talks on your couch, pinky-swearing like kids? That no matter what, we should come first.’ But look at us. Tell me why the second I want to spend quality time with my husband, just us both, it’s either ‘I’m exhausted,’ or ‘work’s calling,’ or some other emergency that’s apparently more important than your wife. Tell me Noah! Tell me!” My chest he

I couldn't have asked for a better husband. Several times, Erick suggested that I quit my job because we didn't need the extra income and he missed my company when I was travelling. I tried staying at home and not working for three months and eventually went "bat shit crazy". I soon realized that I'm a woman that needs the stimulation of work. Consequently, I went back to my boss and begged for a return to my old job. He was happy to have me back, and gave me a great promotion earning almost five times my former salary. The downside was that I had to travel all week every week.

Jeremy sighed at the thought of his unreasonable father, then added “he still talks about you from time to time.” “Son, if I gave him a chance to choose again, he would still pick his work over family.” Just thinking of that man made her heart ache. Sometimes love wasn’t enough. After their separation, she found it much more relaxing to live a simple quiet life away from the emotional rollercoaster that came with being married to a proud workaholic. “Yeah, you’re right that’s for sure. He still won’t even consider letting me work in the medical field.” Speaking of this he quickly grabbed his backpack pulling out a permission slip, placing it on the table before them.