Novel & Cerita The Exemplary Husband

"This prenuptial agreement—signed from the very beginning—has only one pair of names. Mine... and Robert's." Mark stared at the signatures like he'd been struck by lightning. His eyes bulged. "This... this is impossible! You love me! You spent years trying to marry me—groveling to everyone around me, delaying your company's IPO just to wait for me. You've always wanted to be my wife! How could you possibly not want me?" His shaking finger pointed at Robert's masked face. "He's disfigured! Hideous! How is someone like him even worthy of you?"

No respite could be found from the relentless tears that streamed down her face, a reflection of the overwhelming pain that consumed her. The man she had called her husband, the one she had invested her love and loyalty in, stood revealed as a cold-blooded murderer and a consummate liar. The realization struck her like a thunderbolt, intensifying the ache in her heart. It became painfully evident that his affections were merely a facade, a charade performed under duress. Riya, in her naivety, had failed to see the truth behind his empty promises and hollow declarations. She was nothing more than an obligation, a pawn in a twisted game, and her husband's actions had rendered their marriage de

Get down on your knees and apologize to Audie and the baby this instant! I laughed coldly. "You're ordering me around now? What gives you the right?" Levi slapped me hard. "Because I am your husband! Country bumpkins like you should know better than to go against your husbands. You have to obey my every word! "I've been too lenient on you for far too long. You don't even know your place anymore. How dare you talk so haughtily to me?" He slapped me with so much force that I crashed into the wall behind me before falling to the ground. I could taste blood, and half my face went swollen from the slap.

God, he'd even figured out who I was! "Wilson's wife? That woman is smoking hot—I saw photos of her on his phone! Her skin is flawless, and she has huge mounds. More importantly, those eyes of hers tell me that she's the type who isn't easily satisfied. I bet even the three of us together couldn't quench her thirst, let alone Wilson!"

He certainly didn't act like a dominant CEO in front of his wife at all. “Honey, where are we going tomorrow?” Xyla asked softly with her chin resting against one arm. She'd always had a gentle temperament, and it became even more apparent since she met her husband. She finally believed a proverb that said a good husband would create an increasingly gentle wife. He would pamper her like a child, and that was exactly what Stanley did to her.

“Um, Alex, this is Ethan… my ex-boyfriend. Ethan, this is Alex Blackwood my husband.” The word husband rolled off my tongue heavier than I expected, like it carried a weight I hadn’t realized before. Ethan looked between us, his brow arching just slightly, as though he were both surprised and amused. Then he extended a hand to Alex. “Mr. Blackwood. A pleasure.”

he remarked in a deep, calm, and collected voice. Evangeline sat on the single couch tucked in the corner, cradling her newborn daughter. Despite having just given birth a few days ago, she sat there, just to be with her husband. I admired it, her loyalty to him and his to her. It wasn't just the face of their marriage they showed to the world, but behind closed doors, their relationship seemed even more profound and supportive in private. Watching this, I couldn't help but yearn to become a resilient woman standing steadfastly by her man through thick and thin.

"Tell me how to be a decent husband?" To his surprise, Gale immediately answered, "A man needs to follow his wife whenever she goes out, blindly obey when she's wrong, and comply when she commands. You have to also spend money on her generously, endure patiently when the wife is angry, remember her birthday, and wait patiently when she's putting on makeup." She added, "Can you remember that?" Shawn repeated it directly, not missing a single word. His memory was excellent; he could remember things at a glance.

The sight of happy couples strolling along the shore only heightened the pathetic reality of my solitude. Standing under the palm trees, I met his gaze and spoke with deliberate intent, "My husband is actually a terrible man. The day after we got married, he was already thinking about someone else. He detests me and treats me with utter contempt. But given his family's immense power, I'm trapped..." Jenson immediately exploded with moral indignation. "What a scoundrel!" The moment he finished cursing, he sneezed. Yet when he looked at me again, there was suddenly a glimmer of sympathy in his eyes.

“I’m just…” “Alright, stop talking. If you transfer any money to me, I’ll ignore you forever!” Sonnet cut him off in a domineering tone. Maxwell smiled bitterly on the other end of the call. At the same time, there was a sweet sensation in his heart. How many women would willingly help their husbands without any complaints like Sonnet when their husbands were in a tough spot? He must have saved a nation in his past life to be able to marry such a good wife in his present life!