My Husband Turned Into A Psychopath Novels & Stories

Even when he stumbled in at four in the morning, he'd find me curled up on the couch under a blanket, waiting for him. Then I'd blink the sleep from my eyes and press a hot bowl of soup into his hands to help him sober up. When had things changed? Oh. He remembered now. After the wedding, the impulsiveness and the romance seemed to slow to a crawl. Everything else in his life took priority over me -- because we had a marriage certificate now, and I wasn't going anywhere. It started with the test results that confirmed I couldn't have children. He never said a word about it, but something had quietly soured inside him.

His voice carried a deliberate, barely restrained emotion — thick with grief. "Your Honor, I admit that I made mistakes in this marriage. That I hurt Serena." "But I — I suffer from a serious mental illness. Dissociative identity disorder." "This is something my wife — Serena — has always known about." "For these five years, she sacrificed so much for me. Not a day has gone by that I haven't felt grateful — and guilty." He paused, sniffling, his eyes going red right on cue. "The alter — Axel — he's violent, extreme, completely out of my control."

Charles tried to find a new job, but that viral video had become a permanent stain on his name. Not a single reputable company would hire him. He was forced into manual labor. Meanwhile, Michelle’s condition grew worse. The system did not seem to have any intention of letting her go. [Sixth stage punishment initiated: Forget human memory and emotional cognition.] Michelle completely forgot who she was and who Charles was. She was either staring blankly into a corner or barking at Charles like a dog every time Charles visited her at the psychiatric hospital.

My husband took our six-year-old son to meet his first love, using him as a cover. At some point, he sent our son to buy burn cream. My sweet boy then encountered a lunatic who stabbed him to death. The pain in my heart was unbearable. When I saw the burn cream still in my son's hand, I broke down in tears. Then my husband called. Instead of any concern or remorse, he yelled at me, "Look at the son you've raised, Shayla Joy! He burned Claire and didn't even apologize. Get him back here right now!"

Gary wiped his face and chuckled. Then, he glared at me with a cold face. "Looks like you already know. But so what? We're now married. Even if we divorce now, I can still have half of your assets. Besides, during your pregnancy, I took control of all the company's business. I can become independent any time I want." I chuckled as well. If I hadn't allowed it, none of the key employees and the people who had studied abroad would listen to his orders.

"You think the law has anything on me? Go ahead, report me to the law, I'll happily prove my point by killing that lover of yours." "You wouldn't dare–" "Try me." He pulled her closer, lips inches apart, eyes locked intensely on hers. "Try me, Bellatrix Laurent, then you'll truly know what kind of man you have as a husband." She gritted her teeth. "You're a psychopath." Cillian bit his tongue for a second. Then— "Psychopath, murderer, call me whatever you want, but the fact still remains, I am your husband Bellatrix, and if you want those shares of yours, I advise you behave for the next two months, else..."

“You know…I used to come out here with my wife as well.” “That's so sweet. What happened to her?” He took a deep breath, gazing straight into the sky right above us. “She couldn't stay around me. She felt I was going crazy. Maybe she was right after all.” “Goung crazy? Was it because of your endless research?” He chuckled softly, obviously because of the adjectives used back there. “Yeah. She just saw me as an upset psychopath.” “I'm so sorry. I'm sure that must have hurt you deeply.”

Maybe dauther of the gov, So I just ignored her and left there. When I gave yuhan the usb, he immediately reported it to our boss and he drove me home. "What's the matter, baby?" he asked, so I glared at him for calling me strange nicknames again. "Hahahaha, chill." "Gov's wife is cheating." I whispered. "Why are you interested in other people's affairs?" yuhan asked in astonishment. "Its not like I'm interested, I just remembered when Josh cheated on me with someone he truly loved." I explained. Many lives are ruined simply because of a political marriage. I hate it.

It made her manipulate her plans even more and is now ready to be executed. Yes! She's so eager to start acting like an ideal wife since that what he has always wanted. She just can't wait for him to come back so her plans can finally be set into motion. She called him a psychopath, guess that's what made him angry. But, yes!! That's what he is, a psychopath!! Cause no man in his right senses would ever think of hurting someone they love. This minute, he's calm and loving,, next minute he's angry. Who dies that.

Horrified, I brought my hands to my mouth. "What did he do? Tell me everything." He shrugged like it was nothing, though his tone betrayed the pain. "He rigged my car to explode," he said flatly, avoiding my gaze. "He wanted me dead. But I managed to jump out before it blew up. Barely made it." That was it. My composure crumbled, and I started sobbing, shaking with the horror of it all. My husband was a monster, a sociopath, willing to kill his brother. What had I gotten myself into?