Unconscious Husband Meet Her Love Novels & Stories

chuckles sadly. "Yes, I'm so lucky because my love is killing me every single moment!" Listening to her, he thinks about something for a while and smiles, looking at her. "Wanna visit a museum with your lovely husband?" She gets surprised to hear his question. "Suddenly?" He doesn't say anything; just pours water on her head. "Okay, you're done!" He waits for her to come out of the tub, but she is not coming out. "Are you waiting to have a bathtub session?" "Ehhh, never." "Your action is saying so!" He licks his lips. "It will be more fun." "Arrgh, shut up." She closes her eyes out of shyness and says, "Give me the towel first." "No need for a towel; I'm your husband." "I know, but that doe

SUSAN'S P.O.V "You brought this upon yourself. I don't ever want to see you again." The last thing I saw as my sight got blurry, was the face of my husband with his arms around a strange woman. His gaze held disgust and so much hatred that I wondered how I never noticed it. "Why?...I only ever loved you...only you..." were my whispered words before I let myself slip into unconsciousness. ***************************************

" There I finally spoke my heart out and cried on my unconscious husband chest. After sometime I went to washroom and took a relaxing shower. Then I went to our bed and laid down on my husband chest. "I love you Akash" I said and kissed his forehead. "I love you too Angel " suddenly I heard Akash voice. I froze for a second. Then I slowly raised my head and looked at him. He had his eyes shut. I think he said it in his unconscious state. I relaxed myself. Even in his unconscious state he recognizes me and said he loves me too. I'm very lucky to have him as my husband. I hugged him tightly and drifted into deep and a peaceful sleep.

He was wearing just a pair of black trousers with no shirt. Maybe if I was still in love with him, I would have still found him attractive but then now, he irritated me than the pigs. “I’ve been waiting for you babe.” “Ohh sweetheart, this little rat was just causing a scene.” The strange woman said to Charles before looking at me. I know she wanted me to feel hurt that she also had my ex husband on her web, but I didn’t care. “I’ve told you, I won’t leave.” I said looking at my rival dead in the eye.

And I was alone again. Alone with ghosts. Every blink showed me blood spreading across cold stone. Every time I closed my eyes, I heard Sebastian’s voice saying he loved me—right before he turned his back. There is a pain worse than death. And I was drowning in it. No calls. No messages. No one came. Until one night. A nurse slipped in, her face unreadable, her voice lower than usual. “Miss Olivia… you have a visitor. He says… he’s your husband.”

No matter how many times she turns over her husband's explanation about the proxy dog at their wedding, it just doesn’t sit right with her—she simply can’t bring herself to accept it. No one dares to treat her this way—no one. Every man before had shown her respect, handled her with care. But this? This was a slap in the face, and she burned with fury at the audacity. She’s married to a man she barely knew. A mysterious arrangement designed to protect her family’s fortune. An agreement born of pressure, pride, and secrecy. She hadn't even seen his full face—only a voice on the phone, a signature on a contract, and a promise wrapped in shadow.

I’ve seen old photos of her in his desk drawer before, the ones I pretended not to notice the first time I cleaned his table. “Sam, can you please not post this picture on social media?” I reply, my words heavy with sadness. “Why?” “Because that man in the picture is my husband.” “Oh my God, I’m so sorry.” I stare at the screen, feeling as though cold water has been poured over me. I sighed heavily, set my phone down, and rest my hand on my stomach. The baby is too small to feel, but I swear I notice a tiny flutter. I tell myself I won’t let this ruin our special night.

Was this real? Why the worst situation came true? She expected that her husband was in a wheelchair. Although he might be crippled, he could at least hold a proper conversation. She expected the man would tell her the information she wanted to know. Who knows, she might get some benefits from him since he was the eldest son of the wealthy Albrecht family. They might not play the role of husband and wife. But they could at least coexist and be allies until the man dies. Not like this where she was still clueless and was given an unconscious husband to take care of.

Before her husband could say anything, Jessica coldly opened her mouth to say, "I'm the kid who dares to mess with you, sir. But you also can't blame me because you also dare to mess with this kid. How can you pollute this clueless kid with your shameless behavior, sir? You should have done that kind of activity in your room, right?" "..." Her husband looked even more surprised, but he still didn't respond immediately. It wasn't until a few seconds passed that her husband finally said, "I can explain, honey!" He hurriedly swam towards where Jessica was standing at the edge of the pool, and Jessica didn't try to move away either. For a moment, her blue eyes swept towards another man who was s

And she wants the best for him. In the middle of the park, there she is, watching her son's innocence and his love for nature. She couldn't hold back her giggles whenever her little Konan's watching the leaves fall until it touches the ground. It was the most peaceful day for her. Far from her cold abusive husband. A monstrous man that she had never expected to be like one. She used to love--no, she still loves him but that love was long forgotten and nearing its end. She couldn't accept the fact that one day, she woke up with a paper shoved on her face. A paper that she had never expected to have. A paper that led her to hell. A paper that shoved her to darkness. And that paper was a marria