Weak Husband I Quit Novels & Stories

Nova watched the strange exchange with a faintly confused expression. What were they doing? After sometime, Hayes's smile slowly became strained. This man had quite a stronger grip than he'd expected. He released Lucien's hand and casually shook his wrist as though nothing had happened. Then, he turned toward Nova. "You were married?" Nova only nodded. "Mm." Hayes immediately smiled. "Thankfully, you're divorced now." His tone sounded careless but his eyes went straight to Lucien. "No one's worthy of you anyway." Axel's expression immediately changed.

“What is there to be embarrassed about? We’re brothers. We can tell each other everything. Are you not able to get it up even with Quinn? Do you want to go to the doctor again?” Josh immediately thought of Julian’s special condition, thinking Julian was done for if he could not even get hard with Quinn and would have to stay single for the rest of his life. Walter would probably urge Julian’s younger brother to get married and have a child to ensure the continuation of their family. “To hell with that. That isn’t the problem. Are you hoping that I can’t have an erection?” Julian rebuked.

There was silence for a moment before I heard their footsteps walking away, but not before I heard dads comment though; 'If I ever find the twat responsible for causing her this much pain, I'll fucking kill him'. His comment made me smile for a moment, before it faded again, If only he knew the ''twat'' responsible was his own brother... I built up the willpower and courage to get out of bed. It was time I, at least tried, to get my life back on track, So, I lost a boyfriend, So what? Girls go through this every day, Stronger women dust themselves off and move on, Weak ones give up... and I was sick of being weak.

During their courtship, they used to joke about how corny it was to write each other letters—and now, here he was, sending her one. She wet her lips and kept reading: “I know I failed you. I was a bad husband. I treated you terribly and humiliated you. Maybe it’s bold of me to expect anything from you, but I regret my stupidity and my awful behavior. I messed up with you in every possible way. To me, you’re the most special person I’ve ever known—a strong woman who fought and overcame, a kind woman who has made up for all her past mistakes. I love you in a way I’ll never love anyone else.”

He stood there, fists clenched at his side, face unreadable. “Do you understand?” I asked. A beat. “Yes,” he said quietly. “Good. Then get out.” He didn’t argue. Just turned and walked out the same way he came in then he paused and turn to me . “ What is it ?” “ i wanted to ask …Are you still making her the V.P?” “ Who are you calling Her’ ?” i scoffed and he bowed his head in shame and muttered . “ Vicky …Your wife “ “ it’s Vicky Rogers to you and like i said if you have a problem with anything, You can quit ! it’s a choice “

Before I could register it, I find myself been pushed to the wall with furious Jawad, he held my arms tightly, I'm feeling the pain but I didn't let him know, he can't see it my weakness. “Don't you dare talk to me like that, you don't know what I'm capable of doing” he inches closer, I can feel his breath on my face. I looked straight into his light brown eyes which are now dark with anger. “What will you do? Fire me?” A smirk form on my lips “No need for that because I quit. MR JAWAD ABDALLAH I QUIT” I shouted on top of my lung. He was taken aback by my outburst.

Liam replied, "I was curious about this too. However, he didn't say anything when I asked." Belle asked again, "What do you know about him?" Liam immediately explained, "His name is Wayne Quarles. He's considered an old-timer. A few years ago, he was quite famous in the southern region as he won a league championship. "However, he accidentally injured his leg two years ago and couldn't continue playing. That's why he withdrew from the scene. I guess he's spending so much to challenge you as he wants to make a comeback." Belle narrowed her eyes upon hearing that. She was now at the top of the boxing gym. If one were able to defeat her, they would definitely become famous.

Jonathan has sent a message this time. ["It looks like my dear sister-in-law likes the rich man. Is this why you wanted to get shares so badly to become rich? Are you trying to satisfy her? But alas! brother! Your wife doesn't just want a rich man, she wants a handsome man. Not a crippled and ugly person like you. The wife you were so proud of I think she will leave you very soon for some rich man. I suggest you to keep your eyes on her because if you don't keep an eye on your wife, one day she will be gone right under your nose and you can't do anything about it."]

I denied it blatantly “You’re so stupid you can’t even get things right,” he shot back immediately “If you want to kick me out,” he continued, leaning forward despite the IV line in his arm, “Do it properly, do it with your spine. Don’t be a pussy about it” “I didn’t raise a wimp,” he said, his voice rising. “And that’s exactly what I see every day when I look at you. You can’t do shit right, every move you make is weak” he kept on going

I wondered what was funny. “I love stubborn women." He finally said, “Keep at it, but it still won't change the fact that I am your husband and your boss. “Then I quit!” I said defiantly. My heart is racing at this point. How dare this bastard try to touch me? “The contract you signed states that you can’t quit without sending in a one-month notice in advance or be met with legal actions for breach of contract.” He said with a smirk on his face, his muscular body heaving in his suit.