Novel & Cerita My Husband Has Become A Grumpy Old Man

“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.

I said with amusement. "Yeah, I know I'm married to a shameless guy" she exclaimed, grumpily. "Oh, Grumpy much kitten. Need more kisses?" I asked smugly. "I'm not at all grumpy. You see from past few days my husband dwelled in his unending meetings and work stuff that he didn't even had time to spend with his wife and I'm beyond happy about his behavior. I'm not acknowledging your last inappropriate comment though" she said ironically. My kitten became angry.

I heard him grumble as he walked in from the kitchen. I had to do a double take. Unlike his wife who looked like she hadn't aged a day, Garcia looked like he'd aged ten. He wore a pair of old khaki shorts with his belly poking underneath a white shirt two sizes too small. The word, Slurpy, was scrawled across the shirt in hot pink. It was probably his wife's. His hairline has begun to recede and his once stocky frame was now chubby. “Not really a nice way to say hi to an old friend is it?" I snorted.

I only realized my body was pressed to his chest to thighs a second later and I leaped away, blushing, "Anyone could have heard you, you need to be careful." "I agree," he nodded, "I'm not willing to ruin my reputation because of you and your love for a cliche holiday." If someone asked me to describe my husband in three words, I already knew what words I'd use; grouchy, asshole, and Grinch. I had never met anyone with as much animosity for Christmas as him. He turned and began to head for the plane. After a few steps he looked over his shoulder and frowned, "Is that the fastest setting on your leg?"

I nodded and absorbed the information. “I wasn’t sure though, so I told my father, after all of these years, he could not get over you—” “I was so worried about you Amber, especially after you went up to that roof, you were never the same, How is your husband?” He asked with a straight face and I almost sobbed. “My husband? My husband is married to someone else, Nathan,” The man’s face crumbled. “Everyone has moved on except us. Everything has changed. But I have a little girl now, she is my entire life,” I added.

She shut her eyes and kept cursing underneath. His secretary wasn't shocked like other people, she expected her boss to react that way. Recently, perhaps after losing his only son he had become cold-headed, to crown it all he had tried to look for his wife for a couple of years yet to no avail, most of his workers pitied him. Before he wasn't a friendly type but he had become really worse over the years, what made her happy most was seeing a hope. Yes, Charlene. Someone that could at least change him back to his old self, not the grumpy boss that wouldn't hesitate firing his workers that ever messed up.

For a long moment, I remained frozen in Damian's hold, Ethan’s words echoing on an agonizing loop in my mind. ‘Boring.’ ‘She doesn't evoke a single feeling in me.’ ‘Don't buy her sketches on my account.’ How had I been so blind? How had I spent three years married to a man who secretly held so much contempt for me? He was a complete stranger compared to the boy who had comforted me online five years ago when my parents divorced—the boy who had listened when my mother fell into deep depression and ended up in the hospital. That boy was gone. In his place stood a cruel, callous man.

I actually forgot the tv drama will be aired that Dohyung actually cast in that time. And she picked up her phone cause it was ringing. It's probably her husband on the line. I am observant of other people's expressions and I wonder why her face immediately went expressionless but with a hint of annoyance when she was talking on the phone. She was always smiling when talking to me earlier. Probably it's been a while since she have a good time so I shrug it off. She ended the call. "Your husband?" I ask and she nodded. "He said we probably stayed too long. Haa. It's so hard when you actually got married now..."

“I am not looking to date anyone else. We are going to be married, and you are going to stay with me until all my teeth fall out and I can chew anymore, so you have to chew my food and spit it into my mouth.” I made a grossed-out face. “What? We share saliva when we kiss. You can’t chew food and feed you, lovely old husband?” Why was he acting as if I would be young when he is old? “I will be old too, you know. probably just as toothless.” I pointed out, and he laughed when he realized it. “Well, we can both have food that doesn’t need to be chewed as long as we are together.” He finalized. “Understood.”

Not in this condition. His jaw tightened as his gaze locked onto me. He looked like he was waiting for an explanation from me. I did not even know what to say to him. Seconds later, he released a gentle sarcastic laugh from being impatient. “Seriously?” he sarcastically said. “Are you an irresponsible wife now? Your husband has been injured in a hospital, and yet you were nowhere to be found earlier?” he said, annoyed. Even though he was annoyed, he sounded less annoyed now unlike the old times when I could really feel that my presence annoyed him so much. Maybe because he had no energy now.