The Cold Husband Novels & Stories

Lewis going back inside the house. They noticed the man who was in the pool pulled his body out of the water. “WOW!” Nola's eyes sparkled. “Mom is gonna love her new husband.” Nathan smirked. “Calm down, we don't know if he will pass the test as yet.” “Well, what are we waiting for? Let's go ask him,” Nola said. She tried to leave from behind the shrubs, but Nathan grabbed her hand. “Hey, what if he's a serial killer?”

A cold voice suddenly caught my attention. We both turned back and I came to see a familiar face. I was feeling drowsy so I had to blink twice to make out his face. “Who are you supposed to be?” the man asked. “Her husband.” He muttered, his eyes red with fury. “Oh, husband,” I smiled sheepishly, hoping off the stool. “You… You are here!” I poked at his chest through his suit, making sure he was real. I staggered and he caught me in his arms immediately. “Wow, you are so strong… and angry.” I giggled. T. B. C!

“Time to remind him what I own and what he can lose.” Karen blinked. “You can’t just” “Watch me.” He turned his back as the call connected. “Mr. Blake? This is Henry Frost. I suggest you handle your wife before she starts something you can’t afford to clean up.” Karen couldn’t hear the response, but from the way Henry’s jaw ticked, it wasn’t a pleasant one. “Good,” Henry said coolly. “Because next time, I won’t call. I’ll act.” He ended the call and turned to Karen.

I nodded and said, "Well, I'm glad to see that you got someone finally for the college team." He put his hand over my shoulder and asked, "Why did your husband leave early?" "What do you want him to do then? Do you want him to stay and teach you a subject?" "At Least he could have said hi to me. I'm his wife's friend after all." Wife, huh? I keep forgetting that I got married to that man. I let out a sigh and asked, "Who's class is our first hour?" "Ms. Kwon. By the way, where's Madison? Why are you coming alone?"

no was Doctor Arlan threatened with his daughter's life to kill my father Who? Who was behind this? Who I blinked, trying to calm the fury that was brewing inside me as I stared at Felicia, wanting her to finish what she was narrating "From that day onward, my husband changed. When I say changed, I mean that he would lock himself up in a room, sometimes I would hear him shedding tears like a kid. I didn't know what was wrong, I was scared, I had no idea what was wrong with my husband," Felicia sniffed, her hand clamping together

"Relax. I told them the owner is more stubborn than solid rock. And that I had no interest in being slapped by my own wife just for casually selling off my in-laws’ company." I scoffed softly. "You’re never serious." "But I married seriously," he replied. "Very seriously. Look—I even endured that half-raw steak tonight without complaining, just to look like a sophisticated husband." I chuckled. And like so many nights before, in that silence, I caught another glimpse of Hugo’s most elusive side—the man who could be cold as code, yet warm as a room in winter... when he was with me. And tonight, he was with me.

She turned around to her would-be husband and said with outstretched hands, "Hello, I am Leslie Harrison." "Julian Blackwood," he said in a cold, velvety voice, not bothering to shake her hand. His eyes locked with hers for a brief moment, and she shuddered involuntarily from the coldness in his deep hazel gaze. His eyes roamed her body briefly, and a glint passed through them before his expression turned back to being blank. He turned his gaze towards the judge and signalled him to begin. The ceremony was cold, lacked any warmth, and extremely short. Leslie couldn't believe she was married just like that, but as she stared at the white certificate with the name "Leslie Blackwood" on it, she

He think after marriage woman life belong tk the house only . His family include his parent.He has two chacha (uncle ) . His elder uncle has two wife and he has daughter from his first wife .His first wife is cruel women .His second wife is nice and caring woman,His first wife is evil woman who always try to do planning and plotting against his second wife .They feel happy when his elder uncle beat his second wife and treat her badly .His second wife is the daughter of their servent , his uncle raped her in drunk situation and his father decided to get them married to save their family reputation and dignity .His uncle daughter Asma is cruel like mother .She is not interested in st

Somewhere in New York, 1 PM. “I’m glad you still remember me,” David sneered, “I thought after returning to the United States, you’d forget your lover in Canada because you decided to go back to your ex-husband.” The shock in Claire’s eyes was still very evident. However, Claire knew her surprise wouldn’t change anything—it wouldn’t end or fix anything. So she shook her head—giving a single sentence to refute David’s words, “He’s my husband, not my ex-husband.” She replied confidently, hoping for a miracle to be on her side amid the crushing situation.

he chuckled lazily, pleased from the fear in my eyes for him. “I'm your husband and darling...” he paused and grabbed by waist. I squealed by sudden contact with my heart thumping loudly in my ears. He lowered his head and nibbled my earlobe lightly “husbands can do anything they want to, to their wife.” I gulped and panicked being in his arms afraid he might sense my uneasiness. He then looked up and locked his thrilled black orbs to my terrified brown ones. Licking his lower lips a smirk played on his handsome face as my husband commanded in his usual cold tone “so be a perfect wife and warm my bed.”