My Husband Died In Front Of Me Novels & Stories

The dead man isn't my husband Nathan, but his twin brother Nick! How weird! I'm dumbfounded. If Nathan is still alive, why did the texter insist that the man in the room wasn't my husband? Who killed Nick on earth? The only person who has a reason to do it is Nathan! He must have had an intense fight with Nick about the money, and accidentally killed him in a rage. "I have to call the police now!" I murmur to myself and take out my phone to dial 911.

‎I immediately took to my heels, running to the dinning room like crazy, there was no way I was being a widow this soon. ‎I entered the dinning room, hoping to get to him on time, but by the time I appeared, my husband was already dieing, his face was red like a tomato. He was coughing out, like his oxygen supply had depleted. I was done for, I will be killed for killing the alpha. ‎################ ‎ ‎ ‎

I still cannot wrap my mind around the finality of it. When I regained consciousness at the hospital, I expected the world to be right again—I expected to be told that this was just a cruel, feverish dream. But the nightmare refuses to break. My husband was snatched from me, his life extinguished before he could even reach his peak. Tears cloud my sight once more, a violent shiver racking my frame. The truth hits me like a physical blow: Aiden is gone. Aiden is dead.

“He’s dead.” Everything in me stopped. My breath, my heart, my thoughts. “What?” Swallowing thickly, Officer Bridge picked up again. “Ma’am, your husband was murdered in a car by gunshots fired at the car multiple times. I’m afraid he didn’t make it.” The world tilted and folded in on itself. My voice felt like it belonged to someone else as I stepped aside. “Please, come in.” They come in but didn’t sit. They just stand in the middle of the room that still smelled like Ben's cologne and sweet crêpes scented ointment.

Stanley glared at his son, his face red with suppressed rage, but he said nothing more. I should have felt grateful. I was. In my last life. My husband had just stood up for me in front of his family for the first time. It was the happiest day in my marriage life, thinking that he cared for me. And I don’t just mean the first two years of marriage. I meant the entire four years total, including the two years I have yet to live before I die. Yes, I died. And I was reborn. But not to a time before this miserable marriage, when I could have avoided this life entirely. No, I woke up to this very day. This day that doomed me.

“ Your husband's body has been found , he is dead and gone “ the person on the other side of the call told me . I stood still rooted to that spot trying to understand what I had just heard . I couldn’t believe it , I was just about to get married yesterday and now I was not , my fiancee was dead , how could he , how could he do that to me . I couldn’t even look at his parents , the disappointment and sad look on his parents face and the tears that broke out Of his mom's face broke my heart totally .

"Quinn said that my husband was finished. He had no chance of getting out of prison and he might even be sentenced to death. My son and I might not be able to live a good life too. Moreover, I got angry at the thought of him having affairs behind my back. I thought that it would be better to have it our way. When Quinn took my son away that day and when my husband returned happily to tell me that everything was settled, I knew that his death was imminent. He liked crabs, so I bought crabs for him. I must have been too nervous, so I accidentally spilled the sauce over him. After all, he has been my husband for over 20 years. I could not bear to see him die," As Mrs. Zane said, tears rolled do

He said, lowering his gaze. The world around Zynah suddenly started spinning "What...what do you mean by that?" she asked, breathlessly. "I don't understand a thing." The doctor offered a sad smile. "Your husband couldn't make it. He passed away during the operation. He is dead." He is dead... He is... Dead... "NO!" Zynah screamed, jerking awake.

She asked again. About to answer her, the doctor stepped out. He faced Richard at once, judging by his gloomy face he surely didn't have good news for him. “How's my wife? What about my baby?” His voice failed him. Both Richard and Kathleen looked at him eagerly, they couldn't wait for him to speak up. “I'm sorry. Your wife already had a miscarriage before you brought her, we couldn't save the baby.” He divulged. “What do you mean?” He snapped angrily.

Her voice echoed throughout the entire banquet hall. “Your baby and your mother are both dead because of me. Now, your husband is mine, too. “Briar, you are a total loser.” Austin’s smile froze instantly. At the same time, his phone received my farewell text sent from the airport. [Goodbye, Austin.] May we never see each other again.