Weak Husband I Quit Novels & Stories

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.

I stare at him. "Don't, don't you fucking dare Master, you are not a weak man, and you are not failing. I am still here, aren't I? I still call you Master. Yes, you get things wrong and we all do, yes, you have demons, but you have more demons than most which is why you come close to quitting." "Master you are not weak. You are strong, you keep coming back after the demons bury you in the ground. You don't just quit, you are strong." I kiss him, his arms wrapping around my body.

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-"

“And if you think I’m lying, then bring your ass to the company and come do the work yourself.” The disgust in his eyes didn’t even try to hide itself and before I could say anything else, he turned and walked out. Just like that. The door clicked shut behind him, the sound echoing louder than it should have. And I was left there all alone. My grip slowly loosened on the wheelchair as my shoulders trembled, the tears falling freely now. My heart felt like it was breaking all over again. Oh God why was my marriage becoming like this? * * * It was late afternoon when the pain on my lower body started.

“Phoenix, I cheated on you. That’s not something you can easily forget. No wonder your friends hate me. I betrayed you, and I can’t even accept it myself—” “I can forget it,” he said, his voice breaking. “I can forget everything, Atticus. Just promise me you’ll stay by my side as my wife.” His tone was raw, desperate. “That’s all I want. After seeing you cry, I realized I just wanted you by my side. Fuck our past, fuck Fred, fuck everyone. I want you to be my wife again, Atticus. Is that too much to ask?” Her gaze dropped, shame and disgust filling her.

“And what else? There’s something else. I know it. I could tell the other night you were holding back on telling me something about him. Is he in bad health?” “He . . . does have an irregular heartbeat and he had a stroke a few years ago. A small stroke.” “Okay, so, he’s really weak? In a wheelchair?” “Not at all. He works out three to four times a week. He just can’t over do it.” “Then what, sweetheart? You can tell me. It’s not like I’ll blab it all over the Florida Keys.” “He . . . he . . . he . . . is . . . impotent,” she whispered the last word.

His pain untapped, he had lost a great deal, a best friend, his buddy, his brother. “You have to be strong, babe, for Ashley,” Luke comforted his love, holding her as she cried on his shoulder. ~~~ Somewhere in an abandoned village~~~ “Good, excellent, Michael you're getting stronger each day,” an old man acclaimed as he patted the man who was barely walking straight on the improvised clutches. The young man smiled back weakly as he continued his exercises. “Hello husband, time to rest, come, eat something, you need to be strong for our wedding,” a beautiful young woman said, flashing a colorful smile at him.

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 showed nothing but their opposite that it's makimg me hard to swallow my food every time I remember it. "I quit. Mezakiel and I will quit," I told to him, very directly. His facial expression remained the same. "You quit, you lose. You give up on him, that's it." "Your words will be final?" he added and it irritated me. "Please, Wren Medina. Don't make our talk look like a prank. Stop playing this kind of plots to him. Because you're making him become even worse." My lips pressed as my fists clenched over the table, beside the coffee I ordered. "If I say I quit, that's how it is. No more chasing of him, no more hurting of Aspen. I'm done. And if I mean quitting, I mean letting him go."