Novel & Cerita My Husband Has Become A Grumpy Old Man

At least, that was what he thought. “If your husband feels such a disgust for his wife, why don’t you intoxicate him?” The old man opened up his arms and laughed as he’d told her a joke. “The reason why I haven’t been intimated to his granddaughter is because we didn’t have the time to get to know each other.” A male voice called. Cameron turned around with tears in her eyes. In front of her was her contracted husband with a glass of wine in his right hand and his left one in the pocket of his pants suit.

I said with a smirk. He growled at me, then responded, “They’re also in their late fifties and happily married with kids much older than you.” “That takes the fun out of things.” “One day, that mouth of yours is going to get you into trouble.” “Judging from our activities a little while ago, that day is not today. But continue, I’m listening.”

The woman stopped entangling with the man and instead, she looked at the old man on the platform. Then, she knelt and said while crying, “Sir, please give me back my husband. He never hit Joy before. He would play with Joy every day after getting off work, and he’s very family orientated. However, ever since he joined you, he seems to be a different person. He has become irritable, and he no longer cares about us. Please, I will give you all the money in the family to let him go, okay?” “You misunderstood. I did not force your husband to do anything, and we will not restrict your husband's freedom. As long as he wants to leave, he can leave at any time,” the old man said slowly.

I insisted. She looked at me and moved her hands, “I can feed myself.” “No,” I teased her with my brows. “You might just hide the fork again and try to kill me.” She smiled, “No. Could I ever kill the person who truly loves me?” I pinched her nose. “Ouch!” “I’m glad my crazy wife is back.” I opened my arms wide. “Hug me please.” “…and my grumpy husband has gotten flirtier.” I smiled, “Soon we’ll be legally husband and wife.”

He looks up to me and turn the television off before facing me. “ I will not marry that bitch!” I said in a louder voice before throwing the apple in the nearest trash can. His eyes follows my movement and I sighed heavily, controlling all of my emotions. “ You will, our business is in chaos.” And right at this moment, I have noticed that the old man is becoming old. The fine line in his face became more visible and his white hair will be easily noticed even in far distance. “ W-What do you mean in chaos? It was just doing fine!”

Dear lord, whatever it is don't let me lose my job at least not today or this year, please lord. Knocking on the door to Mr. Williams's office, I held my breath patiently waiting for the rude reply from him. Mr. Williams was once a kind man but that was until his wife passed on from brutal brain cancer, he was so devastated that he became bitter and grumpy just like my Dad. My Dad? You ask, well that is a story for another day. "Come in." Was the grumpy reply, I flinch back a little not expecting it to be this harsh. I push the wooden door open, it squeaks in the process. His head snaps up to me glaring at me, I resist the urge to roll my eyes in irritation.

“I don’t want a single soul here but us.” He nodded, his expression shifting to one of urgency as he rushed to carry out the order. Oliver chuckled as he leaned back in his chair, sipping his wine, “You have gotten grumpier since you got married, were fools to think marriage would soften the infamous Rossi.” I shot him a glance, “Grumpy, this is me, If any of you thought marriage would change that, you’re dumber than you look.” He raised a brow, “Well, marrying a woman like your wife… can make a man change his ways.”

“He is different, he is strong unlike other old guys, his chest is so hard, he is working out every day despite his age. He is soft, and calm.” “My husband is stronger,” I giggled. “I am not sure about that, he looked older than Darren he must be 45 years” Bella spouted stupidly, and I kicked her out. “Heyyyyyy! Don't come to my room again, get out!” I chased her out playfully. “Huh? Your husband married a woman with anger management issue” she taunted me, and we started laughing as she came back into the room. “Hope the person who dares to hurt my grandchild is dead?” A cold voice echoed in the door and our laughter ceased.

Several years after that tragic incident took place, the group of drug dealers still managed to locate me. I called my husband, whilst trembling in fear, Harvey Ferguson, and placed my only hope on him. Unfortunately, my call for help was returned with his indifferent response. "Danica, you're a terrible liar. Do you think I will believe you if you imitate what happened to Nat? Get over here and finalize our divorce in three days. Stop coming up with bad excuses like this."

he said shaking my hand. The young man's eyes shifted between Gray and me. “Well, Mr Gray, you've got an angel as a wife, we are impressed and happy for you.”he said. “I believe there is no point trying to introduce her already, since it is obvious that she's my wife.” Gray relied on giving out a casual shrug.” “For how long will you be staying for?” I asked facing the old man. “Not really, depends on when your husband and I finalize our deal.” the only man replied