My Handsome Husband Novels & Stories

"Jordan, I'm so thankful and always be thankful for your concerns, but you shouldn't waste money just to prove something and save me from humiliation. I really appreciate what you did but let's face the reality. We're not rich, we have to be wise in spending. We can't throw money for something not necessary." Slowly, he nodded while biting his lip. I thought I got him offended but I sighed in relief when he smiled and gently messed my hair. "You're one hell of a girl, Solana. I'm glad you married me." What he said made me still. I even felt my cheeks heated in embarrassment. He's one hell of a husband, too. He's one hell of a great man. ***Jordan's POV

He said as if to remind her. "I'm sorry my staff probably wasn't able to locate where to send the invites, they probably didn't think you'll be interested to go. My apologies." She said. "No problem." He replied but his gaze is lock with the man on her side who holds her protectively. " Honey this is Mr. Harvey, Robert Harvey that is., a friend of mother. Mr Harvey this is my husband Tristan Hewitt." The two man lock eyes on each other. One a little bit older, another two decades younger but both have strong personality. Both are successful in their chosen field, both are good looking that are being chased and desired by women.

“Exactly! You dared to bring a woman like this home? Have you been possessed?” “Divorce! Yvonne must divorce him!” Daisy wailed loudly while Philip Carter, my father-in-law, remained silent with a dark expression. His pipe struck the table with a thunderous clatter. Charles kept his head down, and his fists were clenched tight. He did not dare to argue. I listened to the commotion from my room. This was only the beginning. Michelle, your journey of “returning to the primitive” had only just started.

He looks up in the sky, closing his eyes for a moment. He's the most handsome man I've ever seen and ever known. He's my husband.

Me: He used to like me every day My husband: not so cool My husband: When I return to Jakarta, I want to meet your supervisor Me: but he scolded me because his friend told me to Me: the original is good Me: now his appearance really changed My husband: you mean? My husband: turned into a handsome man? Me: yes, but you are more handsome My husband: is he married? Me: I don’t know ,, I forgot to ask earlier My husband: if we meet again later ask yes Me: I don't think so, I don't see her wearing a wedding ring on her finger My husband: tomorrow you will go to campus, ask to change the new supervisor with Mr. Galih Me: No way! My husband: the husband's orders should not be denied, remember ...

Jimena retorted, looking at him with distaste. “Well, for some reason, three of you are married to us. We must have that je ne sais quoi that drives the Gutiérrez women crazy,” he said with a proud grin. “Conceited idiot.” She grumbled, eliciting laughter from her husband, who got out of bed and wrapped his arms around her from behind. “Let go of me, you moron!” She squirmed in his embrace, which only made him hold her tighter. Pablo placed a loud kiss on her neck, which only made her angrier. “Let go, Pablo!” she growled. He slowly released her and turned her to face him.

Pulling away, he explained, "It's no different as when we are at home. I don't see what the issue is, my love." I pouted as I stubbornly pushed his handsome face away, muttering back in reply, "I suppose it's not... But you don't have to be so crude about it..." His eyes twinkled as he playfully nipped at my fingers, "There's nothing inappropriate about what I said. It's only natural for a husband to want to spend some quality time with his wife." I eyed his sparkling eyes warily. He was honestly too pretty for this to be fair. How was I supposed to resist such a handsome face?

He turned, facing me. Even with his disheveled hair, my husband's handsome face stands out. Not in the slightest his disheveled look diminished his attractiveness. "You're so beautiful," I heard him say while I gawked at his handsome face blatantly. "How fortunate for me to have you," he added, making me giggle. "We're both blessed to have each other, husband," I replied while both my hands framed his face. "Are you not getting up for work?" I asked him as it seemed that he was not in a hurry.

Anya was surprised to hear her mother's request, fortunately last night she had taken a picture of the two of them with Arya, there were even some photos of Arya alone and photos of the two of them that had been edited by the man. "Here, Mom." Not only did Mrs. Ani look at the photos, but Mr. Adi also looked at them, because he was curious about the figure of his future son-in-law. "Wow, he's handsome, Anya is really lucky to get a future husband like this, already established, handsome again." Mrs. Ani, who had been grumbling about Anya dating her own lecturer, now said that her daughter was very lucky. "Earlier you were angry with Anya, now you're praising my future son-in-law," said Pak A

I shake the thought. I received a text from Ji-Ha. "Hey how about we go to a bar? ( ╹▽╹ )" "Hmmm, will your husband be ok?" "He will not be mad unless he doesn't know right. I'm kidding hahaha I already told him I will help you to find a boyfriend." "You are such a bad girl. Also, I don't need a boyfriend. I am fine on my own. And I have high standards of who I should date hehehe" I can't tell her because of her husband my taste for men is so exquisite.