Novel & Cerita My Husband Has Become A Grumpy Old Man

I winced when I saw he had no teeth left. “Stop it, love. You can’t even get it up anymore. You’re just hungry,” the woman snapped. Yup, they’re definitely married. Her husband scratched his head and laughed, then wrapped his arm around her and kissed her cheek. I smiled at their exchange. Will Jasper and I be like that when we’re old? Will he still kiss and hug me when we’re gray and wrinkled? It’s a song lyric—but also a question I ask myself. When I looked at my husband, he was smiling too, watching the elderly couple playfully tease each other. Now we were the ones feeling envious—they’d reached that age still together, still in love. I could only whisper a silent “I hope everyone too”.

Not once. I glance up at the man in front of me and force a weak, apologetic smile. “My husband recently opened our marriage,” I whisper, my voice breaking halfway through. I close my eyes as tears burn the corners. “And I guess I’m trying to figure out what that makes me.” He doesn’t touch me. Doesn’t say a word. And somehow, that feels fair. This is a lot, even for me. We were seconds away from losing ourselves again, and now, I’ve just told him I’m married.

"I don't regret marrying you." The traffic light turned green, and I pressed the accelerator again. "But everyone thinks you're some old man who stole his son's girlfriend." A faint smirk appeared on my face. "I am an old man, wife." "Dominic." "I'm forty-two." "That's not old," she argued. "Thank you, wife." I caught her fighting a smile and, somehow, I felt relieved. Good. At least she smiled. Her phone suddenly vibrated, and the smile quickly disappeared.

I sat up groggily, rubbing my eyes as he walked in, his face set in its famous glare. “Mr. Grumpy, where were you? Do you know how worried I was?” He halted, raising a brow. “Worried? About what?” “It’s one in the morning. Why would you be out so late without saying anything? It’s not safe—and I’m your wife. Don’t I deserve to know where you are?” He smirked, a cold glint in his eye. “You do remember the clauses, don’t you? No affection at home. Or are you already breaking the rules?”

"Your husband's illness is dangerous, but as long as he keeps his composure, there won't be any major problems. But once he gets stimulated, the problem will become serious." Grace immediately thought that in her husband's meeting today, there would be a few companies losing money, and that must have been because of the stimulation. "He's been sick for a few years. The older he gets, the easier it is for him to get disease." Grace disapproved. "As he grows older, his heart function decreases and his endurance decreases. He's prone to myocardial infarction, especially when he's not young anymore." Valentine said as he sized Grace up. Grace was well—maintained and looked like she was only at m

"That's the only logical explanation for the announcement you made." Grandpa Lu grumbled, opening the windows to let in the fresh morning sunlight. "It's a good day," he muttered while sipping his coffee. "You still make the best coffee, son. Anita is lucky to have you as her husband." The word "husband" made Jeffery’s fist clench involuntarily. He stood up abruptly. "Grandfather, I'm not joking. Fix your mess." “You won’t make such an important decision for me Without waiting for a response, he stormed out of the room.

the old man snapped in fury. "Grandpa…" Alice responded, her voice quieter now. "I came here to discuss something with you, only to walk into a damn horror show. Then I find out your husband ended up in the hospital because of a blow you gave him. Do you think this is normal in a marriage? Are you stupid, or are you just pretending?"

she laughs mischievously. “ I am not that old to get wrinkles!” He shrugs. “ I found a grey hair today on my head!” “ Really? So?" “ I am Old enough to get grey hair. You're my husband. Of course, you will get wrinkles. An old man” “ Huh!!!!” He reacts funnily enough to make Charlotte and the driver laugh. “ Mrs Rodriguez! Aren't you being a naughty girl?” He rested his head on his fist watching his wife's playful nature which is a new one to be discovered by him.

Gray came from behind me, landing a small peck on my cheek before joining her husband at the table. “When you're old, it's normal to get a few aches here and there, but it wasn't that bad.” He responded, cutting through his waffle with a knife and fork. “Then I have to always pet you to sleep like a baby, like I've been doing for the past 25 years.” Mrs. Gray chimed in, pouring juice into his glass. With amusement in his expression, Mr. Gray only eyed her knowingly. “It's 29 years, honey. Don't try to reduce your age.” He quipped, and we all burst into laughter.

In reply she said " obviously, she'll. She must be with her husband now who love her with all of his." Jackson just hummed with her reply but deep down he also thinking because her husband didn't give nice impression to him at first when they met at party since his aggressive behavior towards his wife, the way he was talking to him or even with Emily, it's just beyond frustrating but he doesn't want to disturb her moments as they drifted into sleep with holding each other.