The Exemplary Husband Novels & Stories

"My dear wife, I'm wrong. I am worse than an animal. I am obsessed with sex. I'm sorry. I'm sorry—" He tried to explain himself. "Actually, I didn't do anything to her. I was just interrogating her." He had yet to take off his clothes or touch Debra; he could definitely lie through it! "Did you say you were interrogating her?" Yumi chuckled; she could not believe her ears. "Then what's with the food and wine? You've drugged her, haven't you?" Yumi knew her husband well. He was extremely lustful, and she could tell that he was lying at a glance.

“Those two years when your legs were paralyzed—yes, I wasn’t by your side. But why? Because I was out finding a cure for you! “I went into the hottest deserts, battling sandstorms and blistering heat to find the plants needed for extracting those medicinal compounds. My team and I were nearly swallowed by quicksand. We faced storms that almost killed us. But I never backed down because I wanted you healed. I wanted the research to succeed more than anyone else. “And what about you? While I was risking my life for you, what were you up to? You were sleeping with my cousin. You hid it from me for two years! And you even used ‘business trips’ as an excuse to marry her in America!

I'm not used to hearing things like that but I must admit that what he said had a different effect on me. "But I'll wait, wife. I'll wait for you. Always and forever." I nodded as he said it sincerely. One thing I learned from my husband, he's not the madman I believed he was. He is not as ruthless as the people in town believe. He's Mr. Shein and my husband is the kindest man I've met so far.

"Amelia, I am your husband. It only means I want the best of things for you. I want you smiling and happy always. That's how husbands feel about their wives." Amelia stared at him, she had no one to use as an example of how husband and wife acted. Her father and stepmother had always wanted her as far as she could from them. But with Mike, the word husband was starting to get interesting to her.

“Didn’t you say you’re going to put your company and your work first? Don’t tell me I am now on your priority list?” “This is also for the sake of my company.” The steel doors opened and he pulled her inside along with him, he was holding her hands tight as though he was afraid she would run off. “A caring husband who would put his wife first, the embodiment of a perfect man living a perfect life, isn’t that beautiful?” Beautiful? Is that truly considered beautiful?

Chapter 2 Two weeks ago The past two weeks have been the happiest days of my life. Waking up each day to behold my handsome husband sleeping next to me on the bed while having his arm around my waist has been the best feeling so far. If only every woman out there is lucky to have a replica of Alex as their husband, then no one would suffer the pain some women do suffer in marriage. Alex is perfect for me, and the best man in the world.

Adeline said, pointing. “Which one?” they asked again. “Are you blind? I’m pointing right there,” Adeline snapped. They followed her finger. “Which one?” Belva insisted. “The man in the gray suit,” Adeline said flatly. The group stared—and quickly realized there was only one man in a gray suit. “You mean… Jason?” Belva asked hesitantly. “Yes,” Adeline said. “Jason is my husband.” ***

For a man to stand up and beat a fellow man for calling his wife inappropriate names was a wonderful thing to do. As Echi slept that night, under the warmth of Olanna’s breast, he felt like a good man. A perfect husband.

“Hubby, do you think the song I’m humming is old-fashioned?” Elijah patted her head dotingly. “It’s nice.” Hence, Sally clutched Elijah’s arm and stuck her chest out like she was a winner. “Hear that! My husband says what I’m humming is nice!” Blair choked and could not speak. A moment later, only then did he flatten his lips gloomily. “Isn’t having a husband so amazing?” “It is amazing!” Sally was extremely pleased. “If you have the ability, find a husband yourself too!”

A week ago, the news broke that I'd filed a lawsuit against my wife of more than 20 years, Hazel Cooper, the woman who had shared my bed and my life for over half my adulthood. From that moment on, I became the neighborhood's favorite villain. Everyone called me the heartless man who had climbed his way to success and abandoned his wife and child without remorse. In their eyes, Hazel was flawless. She'd married me when I was poor and struggling. She never complained, even when life was hard. She cared for my sickly mother until her final days. She raised our son almost entirely on her own and turned him into a top student, the kind every family boasted about.