Weak Husband I Quit Novels & Stories

After Johnny kept quiet, Albert dragged the third guy who had volunteered and asked, “Master Wade, what about this one?” “Sean Webb is a butt bandit.” Albert nodded. He relaxed his hand and started carving the six words on the man’s face. Then, it was the fourth guy’s turn. “Master Wade, this time, it’s seven words.” “Hmm… ‘Donald Webb is pathetically weak in bed.’” Albert couldn’t help but chuckle and said, “Master Wade, why can’t we be more direct? Just say he is impotent or has erectile dysfunction.”

Relief washed over his face, and I felt sick. “Gregory Quin.” My ears bled at his announcement. I instantly understood why she made this choice for me and not her daughter. After all, no man would want their daughter to marry a man who is worse than the devil. Gregory Quin! The billionaire who was known for talking down on women at every opportunity he got. Wasn’t he the one who went viral when a video clip of him beating his wife to the extent that she went unconscious was leaked? Not only was he a disgusting misogynist, Gregory Quin was an eighty years old man who was closer to his grave than anyone I know.

i nods in yes "So yeah my second weak point is money" hearing his silly weak point I rolled my both eyes "You know? What is my first weak point? He asked. umm lucas is trying to give us good business deals so yes i can hear his nonsense "Uhmmm tell me?what's your first weakness?i asked him directly "Girl's" he shocked me saying this "Yes Sweetheart you heard it right. You know if i like Someone at at first sight, I don't leave them" he said holding my wrist

I stared at him in utter speechlessness, completely overwhelmed by his unwavering certainty. For a long moment, I could only look at this powerful, impossible man standing before me—a man who continuously tore down every assumption I had ever made about him. *Could my heart truly survive an intensity like his?* I let out a long, defeated sigh, raising my free hand to press against my aching temple. "Fine... do whatever you want," I muttered, surrendering the battle. Damian’s smile widened, pure satisfaction lighting up his features. "I'm glad you've finally agreed."

He said while air quoting. “No, actually I came here to inform you that I would not be working here anymore, I Quit!” “Quit? You must be joking,” he says and starts laughing aloud sardonically. “No I am not joking, I quit!” “Well, there is no need for you to quit because you’re fired! Get the fuck out of my club.” He says and I grin, I’d already anticipated his reaction because he never lets people quit on him. He likes being in charge, with that humongous ego of his. I turned around to leave but stopped in my tracks upon hearing the sound of his voice again.

he paused and looked at me to make sure i was listening. “ I am listening to you,sir”, I said to confirm his doubt. “ Good!. I am here to talk to you. I am not here on behalf of Irene. You two can handle yourselves and sort out any differences. Madison, I wasn't happy when I learnt that you quit your job. Madison we are more than friends, you are family. I know how difficult and stubborn my wife could be but quitting was extreme'' he sighed. “Madison, this phase will pass and I want you and everyone to be happy because you all deserve it” he concluded.

When my CEO wife, Rita Scanlond, decided to promote me as the lead in a project, I was not grateful for the offer, and I slapped every single board member present. I gave up the six‑figure salary and returned home to enjoy my life. Everyone believed I had gone crazy from immense pressure and demanded that a rebellious employee like me be fired. Rita's assistant, Hudson Cobb, made fun of me for not having any ambition and tried to replace me in the company. I laughed at the situation even though I was not compensated for being fired. This happened because Rita had insisted in my past life that we use Hudson's proposal for the project, which caused our data to be stolen and led to billions

"I'm carrying his child. Of course he's good to me." "Actually… we had a secret wedding two years ago. He said as soon as he resolves things with his ex-wife, he'll legally marry me. My parents were worried at first that I was getting married too young and would be taken advantage of, but luckily, my life now is both exciting and sweet." Two years ago. That was the year Kevin convinced me to quit my job to "focus on being a wife and mother" at home. I gripped the napkin on my lap so tightly my knuckles turned white. My nails dug into my palms, but I felt no pain.

I bit my lips. I tried to read his mind, but I couldn’t get the answer that I wanted. “It’s not my fault, so don’t blame me,” he coldly said. I was speechless. I am in the middle of regretting telling him what I felt for him. I’m in deep pain. I didn’t know that he would be so harsh like this. I wanted to punch him so hard, but I couldn’t do it. “You know what?! I quit! I don’t want to be your fake wife anymore! I’m tired! I’m tired of being with you! I can't take this anymore. I’m quitting! Fuck this contract fuck everything!” I shouted and turned my back at him.

he said strongly and even though he hadn't screamed like I did, his voice was powerful and much stronger than mine, "you are special and everyone knows it." "I want to be the only one Quentin. I can't fucking share you! I can't have you fucking your other wives while I lay here in this bed alone at night. I can't have that because I'm not strong enough to take that! I didn't sign up for this." "Calm down-"