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My Cold Husband Last Night in New York
The atmosphere was pleasant, filled with the soft murmur of conversations and the clinking of cutlery against plates. As they perused the menus, Aaron couldn't help but steal glances at Lily. The way she brushed a strand of hair behind her ear, her soft smile as she read the descriptions of the dishes, even the subtle way she drummed her fingers on the table, all of it captivated him. He felt a pang of awkwardness every time she caught his eye, her gaze questioning but kind. "So, what are we thinking?" Clara asked, breaking the silence. "I hear the seafood here is fantastic." Lily nodded, her eyes twinkling with excitement. "I think I’ll try the lobster ravioli. It sounds delicious." “I thought you didn't like seafood.” Clara asked, amazed. “I don't, but I want to try this.” Aaron cleared his throat, forcing himself to focus on the menu. "I’ll go with the steak. Medium rare." Clara chuckled. "Classic. You and your steaks." As they waited for their food, the conversatio
Last Updated : 2024-08-20My Cold Husband His Return
It gave him hope and made him feel that, despite everything, there was a chance for something more between them, just maybe. Even as he lay in bed, the memory of her voice lingered, bringing a smile to his face. The simple act of hearing his name from her lips was enough to make his heart soar, and he fell asleep with a sense of contentment, dreaming of the possibilities that lay ahead. As he walked away, Aaron couldn’t shake the feeling that his life was at a crossroads. He knew he had to tread carefully, but he also knew that he couldn’t ignore his feelings forever. For now, though, he was content to be by Lily’s side, supporting her in any way he could. The night drew to a close, and the city of New York twinkled outside their windows. Tomorrow, they would return to London, but the memories of this trip would stay with them, etched into their hearts like the vibrant lights of Times Square against the night sky. Returning to London brought a sense of familiarity and routine
Last Updated : 2024-08-20My Cold Husband Flashback of the Bitter Past
She could see the sincerity in his eyes, the genuine remorse, but the wounds he had caused were still fresh. She remained silent, allowing him to pour out his heart, each word a step towards his own redemption. "I understand if you can't forgive me," Zared continued, his voice breaking. "But I needed to tell you how much I regret my actions. You deserved so much better, and I failed you." When he finished, there was a long silence. Lily finally spoke, her voice steady but cold. "I appreciate your apology, Zared. I can see that you're genuinely sorry, but it's not that simple. The pain and mistrust you caused don't just disappear because you say you're sorry." Zared's shoulders slumped, a look of defeat crossing his face. "You've given me a lifetime of trauma and it is never ever going to disappear." "I know. I don't expect you to forgive me right away. I just wanted you to know how much I regret everything." Lily nodded, her eyes hardening slightly. "Thank you for telling me
Last Updated : 2024-08-21My Cold Husband Heaviness of Remorse
Upon arriving at the man’s house, Zared was introduced to his new family. The man’s wife greeted him with warmth and kindness, while the man's mother welcomed him with open arms. However, the man’s sister, who lived with them, was another story. Her demeanor was cold and aloof. She never showed genuine happiness for her brother or his wife, instead harboring a deep seated jealousy and resentment. Her spitefulness extended to her own brother's wife, who had been able to marry and start a family while she remained single and bitter. Despite the warmth and care from the man and his wife, Zared’s life took a dark turn. Over the years, his father’s sister’s bitterness turned into evil. The basement, once a place for family gatherings, became a chamber of horror. Whenever Zared’s parents were away, she would summon her men to bind him and subject him to cruel, abusive treatment and would sexually assault him. Her actions were driven by a twisted sense of control and revenge, and she thr
Last Updated : 2024-08-21My Cold Husband Lost in Lives
He recalled how he had allowed his fears to dictate his actions. The emotional wounds of his past and the regret of his present intertwined, leaving him with an overwhelming sense of sorrow and helplessness. The possibility of reconciliation seemed as distant as the happiness he had once envisioned, and the pain of his realizations became an unrelenting companion. The days passed in a blur for Lily. Despite her best efforts to immerse herself in her studies, her mind constantly drifted back to Zared. His tear-streaked face, the anguish in his eyes, and his desperate pleas for forgiveness haunted her thoughts. She sat at her desk, textbooks and notes sprawled before her, yet the words seemed to blur together. Each time she tried to concentrate, memories of Zared's visit invaded her mind. She saw him standing at the door, his voice trembling as he asked for her forgiveness. The image of him collapsing in the street, broken and weeping was seared into her memory. It was impossible t
Last Updated : 2024-08-22My Cold Husband A Suicide Attempt
The sea seemed to beckon him, a quiet whisper in the back of his mind. What if he just jumped? Would the world stop? Would Lily come for him? Would she finally feel something for him, even if it was just pity or regret? He stood there for a long time, lost in his thoughts. The idea of ending his misery became more appealing with each passing second. He climbed up onto the railing, his heart pounding in his chest. He balanced precariously, staring down at the dark water below. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes, ready to let go of everything. Just as his feet slipped and he began to fall, a hand grabbed his arm, yanking him back onto the bridge. He fell onto the hard pavement, a sharp pain shooting through his head. Dazed and disoriented, he looked up to see who had saved him. "Lily?" he whispered in disbelief. She stood above him, her eyes wide with a mixture of shock and concern. Lily had been walking in a daze, lost in her own thoughts, when she saw Zared standing on the
Last Updated : 2024-08-22My Cold Husband Giving Him Hope
Tears streamed down his face as he nodded, though he didn't feel convinced. "I don't deserve your kindness, Lily. After everything I've done..." Lily's eyes welled up with tears. "I'm not doing this for you, Zared. I'm doing this because it's the right thing to do. Because I don't want to see you throw your life away. You've made mistakes, but that doesn't mean everything is over. You have to believe that."She stood up, pulling him gently to his feet."Now, let's get you home. You need rest, and you need to start thinking about how you're going to move forward."As they walked away from the bridge, the weight of their shared past hung heavy between them. Zared's steps were unsteady, but he felt a glimmer of hope for the first time in a long while. He didn't know what the future held, but he knew he had to try. Lily's heart ached as she guided him. She wished things could have been different, that he hadn't caused so much pain. But she also knew that she couldn't let him back in
Last Updated : 2024-08-23My Cold Husband A Trauma Response
As she reached out, their hands brushed against each other. The unexpected contact sent a jolt through her, and she instinctively pulled back, causing the hot coffee to spill all over Aaron. Aaron jumped up, more out of surprise than pain, while Lily's eyes widened in horror. "Oh my God, I'm so sorry!" she exclaimed, her voice trembling. Her heart started to race, and she felt a familiar, suffocating panic beginning to rise. Images from her past flashed before her eyes. She remembered a similar incident with Zared, one that had ended in a shouting match and left her feeling small and terrified. The fear of a similar reaction from Aaron gripped her, and she began to hyperventilate. Aaron saw the panic in her eyes and immediately tried to reassure her. "It's okay, Lily, it's just coffee," he said softly, reaching out to touch her arm. But as his hand made contact, she recoiled, stumbling backward, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps. "No, no, no," she whispered, shaking
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"Chocolate." He showed her, his now chcolate covered thumb."Thanks." She said before breaking the eye contact."It was a pleasure." when Lily looked up at him, he was already staring at her-like he was piercing his gaze into her's. There was something about it.Clara began clearing some of the mess, humming softly to herself.For a brief moment, everything felt...simple. Like the outside world and its looming threats couldn’t reach them here.But outside the window, hidden beneath the overcast sky, a car rolled slowly past the building. Its tinted windows concealed whoever sat inside, watching.And just as quietly as it had appeared, it disappeared down the street.But not unnoticed.Damian’s sharp eyes followed it until it was out of sight, his hand tightening subtly around the edge of the counter.The peace was temporary-a fragile bubble on the edge of bursting.But for now, inside the warmth of the kitchen, laughter still lingered in the air. Not for long though.The sun dipped lo
My Cold Husband Returned Laughter
Clara rolled her eyes. “If he hasn’t already reorganized the spice rack alphabetically, I’ll be shocked.”A soft chuckle escaped Lily’s lips despite the heaviness in her chest, and Aaron offered his hand to help her up. She took it hesitantly, her smaller hand fitting into his larger one."Dont you think he's a bit robot like?" Clara asked scrunching her nose."A bit?" Lily asked raising her brows at Clara.In the kitchen, Damian was leaning against the counter, a steaming mug of coffee in hand. He glanced up when they entered, his usual stoic expression softening just slightly. Clara marched in ahead of them, opening the refrigerator door. “Alright, chef Aaron, what’s on the menu?”Aaron walked over to the stove, his tie slightly loosened now. “Damian, did you cook anything or just stand there intimidating the toaster?” Damian raised an unimpressed brow. “I made coffee. You’re welcome.”Clara let out a snort, pulling out a carton of eggs. “Alright, coffee king, move aside. Aaron, y
My Cold Husband Unknown Suspect
The walk to the bookstore was shorter than she expected. Nestled between two larger buildings, its faded sign read "Willow’s Nook.” A small bell chimed as they stepped inside, and the scent of old paper and polished wood greeted them. The librarian was a small lady with a bob cut and cat eyed glasses, probably in her fifties.The space was cozy, with narrow aisles lined with overflowing shelves and dim lamps casting a warm glow. It felt like stepping into another world, one untouched by time.Aaron guided her to a section near the back, where mismatched armchairs sat tucked in a corner. “This is the best spot,” he said with a grin. Lily wandered over to a nearby shelf, running her fingers along the spines of old books. Aaron watched her. Minutes passed, but the silence wasn’t uncomfortable. Lily finally pulled a worn poetry book from the shelf, her eyes scanning the faded gold lettering on the cover. When she looked up, Aaron was watching her from across the aisle, a faint smile pl
My Cold Husband Strolling Through
Aaron’s expression sobered slightly as his silver eyes locked onto hers. “You learn because you’ve had to. Because no one was there to do it for you, so you want to do it for someone else." The weight of his words hung between them, heavy but honest. "Empathy." Lily said before sipping the hot chocolate. "Yes, but this is not empathy...it's not just empathy." Aaron's eyes bore into Lily's and she held them for two seconds before dropping her gaze to the mug of hot chocolate in her hand. They sat there for a while, sipping their hot chocolate and letting the warmth settle into their bones. Lily found herself studying Aaron-his sharp jawline, the faint crease between his brows, the way his lips curled ever so slightly when he caught her staring, how he sipped his hot chocolate and how his adam's apple moved when he swallowed it. “Thank you,” she said softly. Aaron looked up, tilting his head slightly. “For looking charming?” Lily's lips curled slightly "Shut up." “For… e
My Cold Husband Picking Up Pieces
Lily ran her fingers over the worn cover, the leather warm under her touch. “Thank you, it means a lot.” she whispered. Aaron nodded once before leaning back against the alcove wall, his eyes drifting closed as the sunlight warmed his face. Lily stayed where she was, clutching the journal tightly in her hands. For the first time in what felt like forever, the storm inside her didn’t feel so suffocating. Aaron saw her worthy of this journal-last gift from his grandmother. And as she glanced sideways at Aaron-this man who carried his own scars but still found ways to help her breathe-she realized something. Maybe healing wasn’t about finding a cure. Maybe it was about finding someone who made the weight a little easier to carry. Here’s the next chapter, continuing the emotional depth and exploring the growing connection between Lily and Aaron. The rooftop had become a fragile cocoon, shielding them from the noise of the world below. Time felt suspended, the morning sun rising high
My Cold Husband The Rooftop 2
"Aaron Knight can." He replied. "It's your's now."Her throat tightened again, but this time, she didn’t look away. “Thank you, Aaron,” she said softly. Aaron pushed himself up from the swing and held out his hand to her. “Come on. There’s one more thing I want to show you.” Lily hesitated for just a second before slipping her hand into his. His grip was firm, warm, and steady-the kind of touch that felt safe. Maybe it really was the truth-she was safe with him.As they walked across the rooftop, side by side, Lily realized something; the storm in her mind hadn’t disappeared, but for the first time in a long while, it felt… quieter, like the voices had gone for a power nap.And maybe, just maybe, that was enough for now and she was grateful for it.Lily’s hand stayed tucked in Aaron’s as he led her across the rooftop. His grip was firm and warm. They walked in silence, their footsteps soft against the weathered stone floor, the faint sound of distant traffic blending with the breez
My Cold Husband The Rooftop
Aaron led Lily through a narrow hallway, up a metal staircase, and finally to a door with faded paint. He pushed it open and stepped aside, his hand lightly touching her lower back as he guided her forward. Lily froze in the doorway as her breath caught slightly. The rooftop garden stretched before her, wild and unkempt but undeniably beautiful. Overgrown ivy clung to the railings, and clusters of flowers-violets, daisies, roses, peonies, sunflowers and something yellow she couldn’t name-poked through cracks in the stone floor. In one corner hung a double seater swing, sun-bleached and inviting. Beyond the edge of the roof, the sprawling city skyline glittered in the sunlight, a sea of glass and steel shimmering under the morning glow. “It’s…” Lily trailed off, words failing her as she stepped closer. “Peaceful?” Aaron offered, his voice low but steady. She nodded faintly. “Yeah.” Aaron’s lips twitched into a faint smile as he stepped forward. “Come on.” They walke
My Cold Husband Always There
“I meant what I said, Lily. I won’t push you into anything you’re not clearly ready for. But if you’re asking whether it meant something to me-then yes. It did. It was a distraction for your sake, not mine.” Lily’s breath caught, her hazel eyes wide as she stared up at him. With that Aaron got up and made his way out the door.Lily sat still, the warmth of the blankets wrapped around her shoulders, her gaze lingering on the spot where Aaron had sat just moments ago.His words echoed in her mind: "If you're asking whether it meant something to me-then yes. It did."Her chest tightened, and her fingers clutched the fabric of the blanket as if it could anchor her to the moment. The vulnerability in his voice, the honesty in his eyes-it all lingered, pulling her deeper into emotions she wasn’t ready to name, it should feel like too much-too much happening too fast, but it didnt. It felt like what was happening should happen.But even now, her mind waged war with itself. One voice remin
My Cold Husband It Meant Something
It wasn’t just a distraction. It couldn’t be. At least not for her. Maybe she should wait till her mind cleared, she told herself, maybe she was too high on stress and emotions. But then she closed her eyes for a brief second, swallowing the pang of disappointment that threatened to rise. It was just a distraction, she told herself again, trying to convince her heart to accept the truth. But no matter how hard she tried, the feeling that there was something more-something deeper between them-lingered. Yet, she didn’t say a word. She only nodded again, trying to mask the confusion and longing stirring within her. The room had settled into a fragile silence, the air still charged with the remnants of everything that had passed between them. Lily sat on the edge of the bed, her knees pulled up to her chest, arms wrapped tightly around them. Aaron had stepped away, giving her space, but he lingered nearby, leaning against the doorframe with his arms crossed over his chest, he got up s
