The Hilarious Husband Novels & Stories

However, her voice even lost out to her husband's laughter. "Sorry, honey. But I wanted to laugh a little longer." Aaron chimed in between his laughs. Presumably, he enjoyed the dramatic scene that just appeared before his eyes. Ah, he was also involved in it. It was ridiculous! "You're really unpredictable," he added, commenting on her behavior. From the very beginning, when he caught the look in his favorite brown eyes, to be honest, he had already guessed that there was something odd about his wife. Unfortunately, his brain was unable to guess about this so far.

"Miller, are you that stupid that you can't tell the difference between a husband and an ex-husband?" "Impossible! How is that possible?" Jackson did not believe her at all. "When did you get remarried?" "Miller, are you so narcissistic as to think that I would keep my legs closed for you?" Yvonne laughed mockingly. "Yvonne, don't try to fool me. You would never remarry." "I would never remarry? Who do you think you are to say that?”

, Vivian laughed nervously, hoping her parents would call this off and tell her that they were playing Late April Fool's Day. "Wh... What is a joke? The marriage? Why would it be a joke?" "I got into the house, tired and fatigued, and you guys are telling me that this man that I have never seen before is my husband, and you expect me not to take this as a joke?!"

Colder than frozen meat, bitter as coffee, and spicy like chili I smiled secretly. "What's funny?" I suddenly stopped smiling when I heard him speak. I looked at him, and I noticed that he was looking at me so bad. "Nothing, Sir.. I just remember something funny. I don't mean to distract you." I said as I looked out the window. "I hope so. Well, I thought your husband just told you how stupid he was." "Sorry sir? Did I hear it right?" "Yes, your husband is such a stupid one, Raven. So unprofessional."

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.

I call out to him , halting him in his tracks “I had a hectic day at the office, Mish” he retorts, “I am not in the mood to talk to anyone right now” What? What did he just say to me? I catch my husband cheating on me and he says he had a hectic day at the office? Is there a much bigger joke than this?

“I love this drama, can I have more of it? Listen to me ugly face, I don't know who you are and I don't care-” “I'm her husband.” Mr Sam looked at him confused and he repeated it. “I'm her husband. You asked who I was and I'm telling you now that I'm her husband and she's my wife.” I stared at him with my mouth wide open and Mr. Sam looked more surprised than I was. It took a while for him to process what he had heard and when he finally did, he burst into laughter, holding his stomach as his body wracked. “You? Her? Husband and wife? Pfft please!” He continued laughing and the rest of his gang joined him, laughing their asses out. To my surprise, he looked so calm and waited for them to sna

Time passed slowly as I sat in the mourning hall. As I recalled every moment between my husband, Anthony Brosnan, and me over the past few years, I felt that it was laughable. After handling the funeral arrangements, I made a phone call. A sneer came from the other end of the line. "Shirley, why are you calling me now? Don't tell me you want to catch up with me and tell me all about your happy life?" "I regret it. I regret marrying him. Alicia, my mom passed away. I…"

“And you know this how?” I shrug my shoulders and bite down on my bottom lip, urging my voice to steady. “I don’t know. . .I’m married to a crazy man who hits me whenever he snaps. And now, I have his crazy brother breathing down my neck, wanting to get into my pants.” He laughs. Am I funny? Have I said something funny? Why’s he laughing at me? “You’re truly hilarious, Maria,” he breathes. “But you’re right about one thing, I do want to get into your pants. Don’t you want me to?”

Marcus sharply responded with anger visible in his eyes. It didn't take long before Rain took a vase and threw it in his direction, and my father-in-law dodged the attack. "You're just as foolish and wicked as your mother; I'm appalled at what you've become, son of a loser." My father-in-law insulted my husband. My hubby was silent for a few moments before laughing out loud as if he'd lost his mind for some moments. "At least I'm foolish enough to know that selfish individuals like you are constantly embroiled in schemes of wicked women that pride in evil." My husband eloquently replied.