The Perfect Husband Novel Novels & Stories

March 10, 2026: Author Announcement. My Dear Readers, Thank you for reading this book until the very end. I hope you enjoyed the story between Kenneth Wright and Freya King. "Finding Mr. Perfect" is part of the family series, "Love and Legacy in the House of the Kings." Book 1: Divorced My Cheating Husband, Married A Billionaire Book 2: The Bad Boy Next Room Book 3: Finding Mr. Perfect Note that you can also find Book 2 merged with Book 1, and the same goes for Book 2 and Book 3. It was only later that I decided to separate Freya's story as a standalone.

V serials. "Anam that's bad, don't say like that she is much older than you " Hayat scolded. I rolled my eyes at her, Hayat don't know how this old hag makes things difficult for her. Hayat is too much of a goody-two-shoes to see the disapproving looks her future mother-in-law sends her way. That lady thinks her son can do soo much better. Oh please. Hayat is the best. My dear Farhan Bhai and I are going to have a conversation and not a pleasant one I assure you.

He had to do a lot of effort to woo her and of course, I, being his sister helped him. And now they are happily engaged and getting married in a month. "Come on we are getting late," Bhai said. "I am on time. I know you can't wait to see her. Just wait for only 30 days, after that you can see her for as long as you wish" I said and winked at him. "Yeah exactly I will see when you will fall for someone," Bhai said. " And I am not falling for anyone," I said in a serious tone.

The soft, husky moans sent a shiver down her spine, her heart racing with a mix of shock and disbelief. Tried so hard not to believe that it was coming from her matrimonial room but the more she climbed the stairs,it became clear that it was her matrimonial room. The creaks, the groans, the soft gasps and the unmistakable whispers of pleasure all painted a vivid picture in her mind. The partially opened door made it easy for her to the two figures curled up on the bed. The sheets were twisted around them. Her husband's arm was wrapped around the lady's waist, his hand resting on her hip.

Suddenly Allen's cell phone rang indicating there was an incoming message and it turned out to be from Zeyn. My Perfect Husband : Honey, you're ready, huh. Later, we will check your content and take a walk so you don't get bored at home. Allen smiled reading the message, even at work, Zeyn was still thinking about Allen. Zeyn is the perfect husband. Without waiting, Allen immediately replied to the message saying that he would get ready. And without lingering, Allen immediately went to the bathroom, he didn't want Zeyn to wait for him a long time later, especially since Zeyn was tired of working.

They are bunch of vile animals trying to take everything from my family. I was forced to marry Antonella and then we were forced to have a daughter together. Her father has been on our case for a son, but Antonella and I both shot that down. Plus she has that weird affair with her business partner. I check out what the people are saying online. God it isn’t good. ‘So called perfect couple and the husband couldn’t even be bothered to visit his wife in hospital...’ ‘Maybe he’s taking care of their daughter?’ ‘Oh taking care of their daughter? Then where are her parents? Or his? Can’t they take care of their daughter so he can see his daughter?’

He asked, relaxing himself on the chair he was sitting on before Cara pushed the door open. "Your son is having a romantic affair like he is just an ordinary human," Cara flared, feeling her heart swelling with rage as she never expected that from her only child who was supposed to be the next Alpha after her husband Dennis. "How can our son be like this, how can he be cooked up in his room for a silly reason such as a love affair when he should have shifted and be getting himself acquainted with the matters of our pack?" Cara asked again, feeling very hurt and peering at her husband, Dennis.

Maybe this time, I was the one who’s getting addicted to him and still after being aware that it isn’t right, I couldn't help it. "I had done a lot of fucked up things to you. I know very well that I don't deserve you but for you I want to be selfish because I couldn't let you away from me. I am not the perfect husband you've wished of but I promise I will do anything to make you happy because you are my perfect wife." He muttered. I mentally repeated his words again and again till I realize that it wasn't the dream. Perfect husband? You are much more than that. "You are perfect for me Rehan." I said with a smile and looked up at him who did the same.

But then, Hunter snorted beside me, not even trying to hide his displeasure. “Wow,” he said flatly, “you really still don’t see it, do you?” I turned to him sharply. “See what?” I snapped, already bristling. He shook his head, lips twisting. “You’re still so naïve, Cathy. Still believing in that perfect husband fantasy.” My chest tightened. “Don’t talk about him like that,” I said, my voice low but shaking. Hunter laughed under his breath. “Perfect husband?” he repeated. “That man isn’t who you think he is. Not even close.”

His wild behavior is over. I stretch for a long time; it’s time to get out of bed. I am in my husband’s arms, his hands roaming over my goddess-like body. His hand rests on my backside, squeezing it tightly, causing me to moan; my hand caresses his hard chest; he has a perfect body. He could be a model with all that. My husband is perfect physically, but not in terms of behavior. That needs to change. I free myself from his arms to take a shower. But he stops me. - Where are you going like that?