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The day remained overcast, heavy clouds looming low over the building, casting everything in a muted gray light. Lily sat by one of the bay windows in the library, a thick knitted blanket wrapped around her shoulders as she absentmindedly flipped through the pages of a novel. But no matter how hard she tried to focus, the words seemed to blur together. Her mind kept drifting back to the night before-to Aaron's intense gaze, Damian's cryptic questions, and the feeling that something monumental was being kept from her. The way they kept exchanging glances.Downstairs, in one of the smaller meeting rooms, Aaron and Damian stood facing each other. The air between them was heavy with unspoken tension. A map was spread across the table, scattered with marked locations and hastily scribbled notes."The man near the gates might've been a decoy," Damian said, his voice low. "But someone left a footprint near the east perimeter-fresh. Someone else was there."Aaron's brow furrowed as he studied
Last Updated : 2025-01-07My Cold Husband Out There Alone
Aaron stepped inside Lily's room, his expression softened by the dim glow of her bedside light."Lily? What’s wrong?"She hesitated, her voice trembling. "Aaron... can I trust you? Truly? Completely?"Aaron froze for a moment from the direct and sudden question, his silver eyes searching her face. He stepped closer and knelt beside her bed. "Lily, I need you to trust me. Please. I promise... when the time is right, I'll tell you everything. But for now, you have to believe in me. I know you're confused, love, but trust me."His voice was low, steady, and for a moment, it anchored her fears. Lily nodded faintly, though the doubt still lingered at the edges of her mind.Aaron brushed a strand of hair from her face and stood. "Get some rest. I'll be outside if you need me,"As the door closed softly behind him, Lily lay back against her pillows, staring into the darkness, her thoughts still restless.Outside her window, the wind howled, carrying with it the promise of a storm already br
Last Updated : 2025-01-07My Cold Husband Protectiveness
The room was suffocatingly quiet. The storm had finally settled, but the weight of the previous events hung in the air like a thick fog. Lily stood by the window, watching the last few droplets of rain trace paths down the glass. Her heart still raced from the encounter-one that should never have happened. She felt the deep ache of vulnerability, her mind still haunted by the man’s cold grip.She hadn’t wanted to admit it, but the fear had taken root deep inside her. The world outside felt foreign now, dangerous and unpredictable. She wasn’t sure who she could trust anymore, not even herself.The door creaked open softly, and Lily’s pulse skipped. It was Aaron-though he wasn’t alone this time. His presence in the room seemed to fill every inch of space with tension. His suit was damp from the rain, his expression shadowed by the worry that clung to him like a second skin.Lily’s breath caught as their eyes met, but the softness she had once found in them was absent. His gaze was hard,
Last Updated : 2025-01-07My Cold Husband A Secret Being Kept
She didn’t know if she was more scared of the danger she was in or of the way Aaron was looking at her now. Was she finally a burden to him? Was he regretting keeping her and protecting her?Aaron disappeared into his study, closing the door behind him with a soft click. Inside the quiet space, the weight of the world seemed to settle onto his shoulders. His fingers hovered over the phone for a moment, his mind racing. He glanced at the door, ensuring no one could overhear, and then dialed the number.The call rang twice before someone picked up, their voice muffled but cold.“Got me, little boy??” the voice on the other end asked, unbothered, almost indifferent.Aaron’s voice was low, almost a growl. “You listen to me,” he began, his words sharp, each syllable laced with venom. “You stay the hell away from Lily. Don’t even think about coming near her again. You’ve pushed me too far this time.”There was a long pause on the other end, but Aaron wasn’t waiting for an apology or excuse.
Last Updated : 2025-01-08My Cold Husband Echoes Of Secret
There was a long pause. But she didn’t need to know what they said-Aaron’s tone said it all. He was angry-ver angry, protective, and something else she couldn’t quite place.“If you don’t back off, there will be consequences,” Aaron said, his voice carrying the weight of someone who wasn’t willing to be threatened. “You’ve already caused enough damage. Stay away from her.”Lily’s pulse raced. She wanted to burst into the room, confront Aaron, demand to know what was going on, but she didn’t move.Lily’s hands trembled slightly, her thoughts racing. She couldn’t make sense of the conversation-she couldn’t even guess who Aaron had been speaking to. But the protectiveness in his voice had been undeniable. Whoever it was, Aaron clearly didn’t want them anywhere near her.The early hours of the morning brought a pale, gray light that filtered through the penthouse's grand windows. Rain continued to patter softly against the glass, a sound that should have been calming but only deepened the
Last Updated : 2025-01-09My Cold Husband Unspoken Tension
Before she could decide whether to step inside, he turned, and she quickly ducked out of sight. Her heart pounded as she pressed herself against the wall, listening to the sound of his footsteps retreating down the hall.Lily exhaled shakily, her curiosity only growing.The rain had finally stopped, but the gray clouds lingered over the building, casting long shadows across the grounds. Lily sat by her window, staring out at the garden. The events of the past few days weighed heavily on her. Aaron’s cryptic words, the man who had tried to grab her, and now his constant insistence that she stay indoors-it was suffocating.Her trust in him was beginning to waver. Aaron said he was protecting her, but from what? Or who? And why did she feel like he was protecting something else just as fiercely?A knock on the door broke her thoughts. Damian entered, his usual stoic expression in place.“Get ready,” he said. “Mr. Knight wants you downstairs.”“For what?” Lily asked, frowning at the order
Last Updated : 2025-01-09My Cold Husband Shadows Of The Past
The penthouse was eerily quiet as Lily stepped into the living room, her arms wrapped around herself for warmth. The events of the past few days clung to her like a shadow, a constant reminder of how her world had spiraled out of control.Aaron was seated at the far end of the room, his back to her as he gazed out at the city skyline. The lights of the city glittered through the floor-to-ceiling windows, but his focus was elsewhere, his shoulders tense.“Ms. Lily,” Damian’s voice came from behind her, soft yet formal. She turned to see him standing near the kitchen, his usual composed demeanor intact. “Can I get you something to eat or drink?”She shook her head, managing a small smile. “No, thank you, Damian. I’m fine.”Damian nodded and stepped back, giving her space. His presence was reassuring in its own way, but Lily couldn’t shake the feeling of unease that lingered in the air.“Aaron,” she said softly, taking a tentative step toward him.He didn’t turn immediately, but after a
Last Updated : 2025-01-10My Cold Husband Fractured Moments
Lily was sitting on the sofa, curled up in a blanket as usual these days, she recalled how long it had been since she went out-like actually went out-for a coffee, for a stroll, for her college. As she recalled the days she used to walk to university and attend classes, the sound of the door clicking behind her broke her thoughts.Aaron entered the room quietly, his footsteps soft on the wooden floor. His sleeves were rolled up as usual, but the tension in his posture was more pronounced.Lily looked up, startled by his sudden appearance. “You’re back.”“I never left,” Aaron replied, his voice calm but distant. He sat on the armchair across from her, leaning forward with his elbows on his knees, his piercing silver eyes fixed on her. “What’s wrong, love?”"Stop calling me-""Love.' Aaron cut her off "I wont. Now tell me what's wrong."Lily frowned, wrapping her arms tighter around herself. “You keep asking that, but you’re the one who’s always...distant. It’s like you’re carrying the
Last Updated : 2025-01-10
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"I can forgive you, I guess. People have done worse than this." She admitted. "Did he do anything to you? What did he come for?" Lily's eyes narrowed. "I’ve had...Damian keeping an eye on you ever since he revealed himself to you...." Aaron admitted, "I didn’t want you to be blindsided by him.” For a moment, she didn’t know whether to be angry or grateful. “Why didn’t you tell me?” she asked, her voice quiet. “Because I didn’t want to scare you,” he said honestly. “I wanted to make sure you were safe, but I also wanted to respect your space. I wasn’t sure if hearing it from me would help or just...make things worse.” Her emotions overwhelmed her, and before she could stop herself, tears welled up in her eyes. Aaron, without hesitation, reached across the table and took her hand. “It’s okay,” he said softly. “You’re safe now. That’s all that matters.” For the first time in what felt like forever, Lily let herself break. She leaned across the table, and Aaron
My Cold Husband Night Of Realisations
Lily was sitting in her living room, her mind a whirlwind of the confrontation with Zared and Aaron stepping in, having her back-as always. After all that happened, she wondered if her pushing Zared off was selfish of her. While Lily had grown more mature these years, she had also become cold and made sure to keep herself first at any cost-but this Lily...it was the old Lily...who wanted to think that she was wrong for mistreating Zared-maybe her was disturbed, what could have possibly been the reason for him to fake his death-how big the problem must've been? A knock at the door startled her from her thoughts. Frowning, she checked the time-it was late, far too late for visitors. Cautiously, she approached the door and looked through the peephole. It was Zared. Her breath caught, and her hand instinctively tightened on the doorknob. Part of her wanted to ignore him, but the other part-the one still grappling with the guilt of his supposed death-compelled her to open the
My Cold Husband Shielded From Him
Lily sat across from Clara in her cozy apartment after the massive shock she had, the glow of the city lights filtered through the windows. Clara had invited her over for an evening of conversation, sensing something was weighing heavily on her friend. As Lily sipped her tea, her fingers fidgeted with the rim of the cup. “Clara,” she began hesitantly, “something happened yesterday.” Clara raised an eyebrow. “What is it?" Taking a deep breath, Lily placed the cup down and looked Clara in the eye. “Zared is alive.” Clara froze, the mug in her hands suspended mid-air. “What?” “He came to my office. I didn’t recognize him at first, but it was him, Clara. He’s alive, and he... he apologized for everything.” Clara placed her cup down, her expression a mixture of shock and confusion. “Zared? As in Zared Williams?The same man who k*lled himself? How is that even possible?” Lily shook her head, her voice shaky. “I don’t know. He said it was complicated and that he was tryin
My Cold Husband Back From The Dead
Lily sat at her desk in her company, her fingers hovering over her keyboard. The day had been long and draining, but there was still a stack of work to get through. She sighed, rubbing her temples, when a soft knock interrupted her thoughts. “Come in,” she called not lifting her head up. The door opened and closed behind. “Do you need anything, ma'am?” "No, thanks." "Would you like some coffee?" "No, you can go." Lily said, her tone cold as her eyes remained on the screen. “Some tea?" he asked Her brows furrowed but her eyes remained on her paperwork. "I dont need anything, leave before I fire you." There was a pause, but the person in front of her didn’t leave. Instead, he took a step closer. “Are you sure? I can fetch you tea, coffee... water, maybe?” Lily looked up briefly, irritation flickering across her face, though she still didn’t focus on him entirely. “No, thank you. And I think you should go.” But the man didn’t move. “How about I help you
My Cold Husband Fragile Connections
It had been two weeks since the gala, and life had settled back into its usual rhythm for Lily; or at least, that’s what she told herself over the weeks. The days were packed with meetings, client calls, and deadlines, leaving her little time to dwell on anything else. But no matter how busy she was, Aaron’s presence lingered in the back of her mind like a stubborn shadow. She hadn’t expected to see him again so soon, and certainly not like that-standing across a room, looking at her with a mix of longing and regret. Lily shook her head as she sat at her desk, trying to push the memory aside. He doesn’t matter anymore, she reminded herself. You’ve moved on. Your life is yours now. But the truth was harder to face. A part of her was still drawn to him, to the man who had once made her feel like the center of his universe. Later that evening at her apartment, as she stepped into the kitchen, her phone buzzed on the counter. She picked it up to see Clara’s name flashing on
My Cold Husband Unforgivable Memories
Aaron was already making his way toward her, his steps purposeful but hesitant. “Do you want me to distract him?” Clara asked, noticing. “No,” Lily said, surprising even herself. “I’ll handle it.” When he finally reached her, he stopped just short of invading her space. “Lily,” he said, his voice a mix of relief and uncertainty. “Aaron,” she replied, keeping her tone neutral. Clara took that as her cue to slip away, leaving them alone. “You look...” Aaron trailed off, his gaze softening. “You look beautiful.” “Thank you,” Lily said, her walls firmly in place. There was an awkward silence before Aaron spoke again. “How have you been?” “Busy,” Lily said simply. “You?” "Same. Busy." He said, his eyes boring into her's. Aaron Knight had never been one to doubt himself. His confidence, honed over years of navigating ruthless boardrooms and mastering impossible deals, was unshakable. But now, sitting in his empty penthouse with the city lights stretching endlessly b
My Cold Husband 4 Years Later...
The 4 years that followed were a whirlwind of success for Lily. As the founder and CEO of her own fashion brand, she had become a name synonymous with innovation and elegance. Her designs graced international runways, and her name carried weight in the business world. She was confident, composed, and exactly where she wanted to be. It was a crisp evening in the city, and Lily sat in her office overlooking the bustling streets below. She tapped her pen against the edge of her notebook, her mind wandering. A knock at the door broke her thoughts. Clara walked in, looking radiant as ever in a sleek jumpsuit. “Your PR team says you need to approve the final list for the charity gala tomorrow,” she said, placing a folder on Lily’s desk. Lily smirked. “You didn’t need to bring this yourself. What’s the real reason you’re here?” Clara feigned an offended look. “What, I can’t check on my dear friend? Fine, maybe I just needed a break from my office. Paperwork is soul-sucking.”
My Cold Husband The Hollowing
The penthouse felt lifeless. Every step Aaron took echoed through the empty rooms, each sound reminding him of what he’d lost. He couldn’t stop himself from wandering to Lily’s favorite spots-the kitchen where she used to hum softly while brewing tea, the couch where they would argue about what to watch, her corner of the bedroom where her books were still stacked neatly, her pink and white bedroom-the one she always dreamed about. He stood by the window where Lily once leaned against his chest, watching the city lights together happily. Now, those same lights felt distant and cold. On the coffee table lay a scarf she’d left behind, forgotten in the rush of her departure. Aaron’s hand trembled as he picked it up, the soft fabric bringing back the faintest trace of her perfume. He closed his eyes, clutching it tightly as if it could somehow bring her back. Aaron couldn’t shake the memory of her face when she left, her tear filled eyes, the hurt in her voice as she said goodbye.
My Cold Husband Shattered Remnants
The penthouse felt cavernous in her absence. Lily’s steps echoed faintly against the polished floors as she carried a small bag down the hall. She had packed only the essentials-clothes, documents, and her favorite book-a conscious decision not to look back. The thought of leaving the home they'd shared stung, but staying felt like drowning. Her mind replayed the scene in Aaron’s study, the damning photographs and the file with her name etched at the top. Every piece of information about her, laid bare-her family, her childhood, her fears. She’d trusted him, and in return, he had dissected her life like a puzzle to control. As she neared the door, the faint scent of his cologne lingered, and her grip on the bag tightened. This was the only goodbye she could give. Aaron had been out since the incident-a small mercy-but as Lily turned the handle, she heard the elevator hum to life. Her heart plummeted. The doors slid open, and Aaron stepped out, his suit slightly dishevel
