Novel & Cerita My Husband Is An Antisocial Count

Everyone nodded in agreement. “He’s pretty strange. I mean, his family is mysterious,” one of the community members remarked. “Maybe we should stop talking about his family. How about we go shopping at the mall after this?” Jennifer suggested. All the women present immediately agreed, except me, who remained silent and drifted back into my thoughts. Why did Mike give different answers? Could it be that Mike knew nothing, or did he know but choose to ignore it? But what kind of man would willingly share his wife with another man? I couldn’t think anymore. However, at least I already knew the answer to the insurance question.

It felt as if someone had torn into it. Once Silas was far away, Nathan asked, “Mom, why didn’t you greet Dad? Who was the lady beside him?” I held back my tears and said, “That’s not Dad.” But I knew that the man was indeed my husband. He did not even bat an eyelid when he spent 40 million dollars on that influencer. Meanwhile, his own son had been diagnosed with a congenital heart condition, and his surgery cost 50 thousand dollars. I had worked so hard for so long, and I still did not manage to get that 50 thousand dollars.

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.

He muttered. Anthony stared at him speechlessly. Hilda couldn't properly picture how crazy the man was at first, but when Linux made the comparison with Anthony, Hilda felt her skin crawling with goosebumps simply at the thought of it. "eeek!" That's how abnormal and crazy he is?! "What's his name? Where's he from?" Hilda asked. "He got married once in the past, but his wife then passed away. His ex wife was a countess, so he's commonly known as 'The Count'. He's a bigshot in the field of insurance and has some relations to the Western armies." Linux replied.

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..."

This man didn’t change a bit. The man who was my husband and the one who was my boss were two different people, and today I was sure about his dual personality. The two months I spent with him and his wife was different in every way. First and foremost, he was kind, sweet, caring, attentive, and all the other stuff you could think he was, but now he wasn’t. During these two years, he chewed some poisonous insects, which was the source of his ruthless, cruel, and cold behavior toward me.

“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?"

“She was… a friend.” He leans back, slow and tense, like he’s trying to find space to think. The silence between us grows heavier, uncomfortable. For a moment, I think about asking if he wants to step out and get some air, but I don’t. I just sit there quietly, watching him, waiting. “Her husband was abusive,” he continues. “Emotionally. Physically.” He swallows hard. “Se-sexually.” My chest tightens. Holy shit. I want to reach for him, to say something, anything but when he glances up, the look in his eyes roots me in place. It’s raw and haunted.