Novel & Cerita My Husband Is An Antisocial Count

I don't want him to get angry anytime soon. He looked at me and furrowed his eyebrows. I gulped down saliva in my throat. "Even when I don't?" he asked. "I-I I don't know... I just know that you... you are my husband and it's my duty" I answered honestly. "I am the darkest person you can ever meet Hailey. I am the most ruthless man of the North Mafia and thus of the biggest Mafia business. I am the one who knows and believes that love is nothing more than a state of mind that in medicals can be called Insanity. I am the last person who anyone can care about" he said.

Impossible! “Ashton, why are you being such a piece of trash?” Darryl smiled saying as he walked toward the windows. It was the only thing between him and Ashton now. “You gained a liking for my wife, but she doesn’t like you. So you’re mad now? Are you even a man?” “Shut the f*ck up!” Ashton was extremely agitated! Darryl was an infamous piece of trash, but also his desired goddess’ husband! This was a hurdle in his heart that he could not pass through. He felt like a complete failure!

"But I'm not burning with him." Right then, my screen lit up—shareholders' group chat blowing up with notifications. I opened the group chat. Matthew had already dropped a wall of text. He started with some fake solemn apology for his "mishandling," but halfway through, the mask slipped. [...As you know, Selene is not only my wife but also my partner in founding this company. I know her talent better than anyone, and I've always been proud of her. But lately, her emotions have become unstable—paranoid, short-tempered—and it's seriously disrupted company decisions.]

My disappointment was probably written all over my face, because he held me tight and said tenderly, “I’ll try not to go overseas as much after those kids settle in. Once I start staying at home more, I’m sure we’ll have our own baby soon. Believe me.” Staring at his familiar features, I remembered how he had hugged me just like this, promising me he would come back soon… right before his flight to Switzerland. He had come back, but his heart remained in the Alps. “Alright.” I forced a smile and watched him rush away. Since the New York administrative system did not contain any records of our marriage, that meant the marriage certificate we obtained in Vegas had no effect. That saved me the

But her husband was proving to be even more difficult to read than Massimo! "Well, you're right about that," Elena admitted, "but it's fine." Elena had expected her husband might have some kind of commitment or social issues based on their text conversations, but she hadn't thought they were this bad. It was clear her husband had some major social anxiety issues to work on. But, even so, Max had still made an effort to meet Elena halfway—and Elena couldn't fault him for that. "This is fine for now," Elena repeated. "It's more about choosing to meet your wife at a church. Are you particularly religious?"

I was disgusted by his questions, but If I did not answer it, I would get into trouble. I closed my eyes and took in breath. I could hear my heart beating like crazy in my chest, seriously... This is what I've become, a sex doll for a billionaire?. I was at the verge of breaking down. “Yes." I said and I looked down at my feet, he stood up, he towered at about six foot three, he had broad shoulders and a physique that belonged not to ordinary men. *** “At least my husband is not a short ugly goblin." I said as I stood beside him at the altar.

Not my Alex, please. "Alex doesn't have a brain tumor, doc. That must be a review of someone else's health, not my husband," How I am so sure of my reply to him is crazy, but there's no way I'm going to believe him, right? I and Alex have been together for over a year before we got married weeks ago. There's no way he would've hidden it from me if he really has a brain tumor, right? "How sure are you, madam? The cancerous cells have spread all over his brain and he..."

“Even after marriage, there are still men coming to my door and eyeing my wife. It is infuriating and irritating. Why isn’t Harriet saying anything? Surely she can tell that I am a little jealous?” I was once again stunned by what I heard. After walking for some time, Zachary finally stopped and turned to look at me. “Is that man very close to you? Don’t linger at the gate speaking with outsiders in the future.” Then another thought followed, full of resentment and dissatisfaction. “She and I have never spoken for that long before.” I stared at him in bewilderment, unable to make sense of him. Was he not supposed to be a man ruled by his appetite, one who found every pretty woman irresistibl

How could he accept such an insult? He interjected, "Ms. Shonda, what on earth are you insinuating? How could we know their family affairs? Besides, everyone here didn't work with Mr. Moore solely out of respect for Ms. Kidman. Now, this whole mess just dragged us into unnecessary trouble. Honestly…" Henry Fisher, who was also a business partner of the Eternal Group, chimed in with displeasure. "Exactly. Everyone knows what it is like in this industry. Besides, Ms. Kidman is Mr. Moore's wife. I'm sure she would know better than us, right?"

“If only he is half as determined or as serious as Theron, maybe we won’t be having this conversation. Maybe he would have a fair chance at competing for the hospital.” “Theron is a psychopath—” He interrupted me before I could finish the rest of my statement. “That’s the only argument you have against him, the only thing you can stay against him is the fact that he was born with a condition and he has proved that he is more than capable to live with that condition without hurting those around him.” I watched the narrowed eyes of my husband as he spoke to me with so much animosity. “I would take my chances with Theron than with the most useless son, you carry around on your hip. When was the