
{"id":22881,"date":"2026-01-26T09:12:06","date_gmt":"2026-01-26T09:12:06","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/giving-my-husband-novel-chapter-13\/"},"modified":"2026-01-26T09:12:06","modified_gmt":"2026-01-26T09:12:06","slug":"giving-my-husband-novel-chapter-13","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/giving-my-husband-novel-chapter-13\/","title":{"rendered":"Giving My Husband Novel Chapter 13"},"content":{"rendered":"<h1>Hot Shower, Cold Heart by Mark Twain  13<\/h1>\n<p>\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 4\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 4\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The third day was Saturday. Marcus claimed he had client meetings-really going to play house with Rain.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>I acted like I bought his lies and watched him drive off.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Then, as CEO of Hartwell Industries, I called an emergency board meeting.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cLadies and gentlemen, I have an announcement.\u201d I stood at the head of the conference table, my voice cold and commanding.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cEffective immediately, all Hartwell Industries partnerships with Zenith Tech are terminated.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The board members exchanged confused glances. Zenith Tech was Marcus\u2019s company.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cVivian, why the sudden change? Zenith\u2019s been a valuable partner,\u201d one director asked.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cBecause their CEO, Marcus Zenith, has serious character issues,\u201d I said icily. \u201cHis values don\u2019t align with Hartwell Industries\u2019 standards.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cBut breaking contracts this suddenly will mean penalty fees\u2026\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cI\u2019ll cover the penalties,\u201d I said without hesitation. \u201cThis is about principles. No compromises.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>After the meeting, I immediately contacted several other major clients of Marcus\u2019s company.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Using Hartwell Industries\u2019 influence and my network, I quickly planted seeds of doubt about doing business with\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Marcus.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>By afternoon, Marcus\u2019s phone was blowing up with panicked calls from clients.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>I sat at home sipping tea, listening to him frantically taking calls on the balcony.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cMr. Parker, why the sudden contract termination? Our partnership\u2019s been solid\u2026\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cMr. Rodr\u00edguez, is there some misunderstanding? We can negotiate pricing\u2026\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cMr. Thompson, please reconsider-our company depends on this project\u2026\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Watching him scramble filled me with satisfaction.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>That evening, Marcus came home looking defeated and stressed.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Husband\u2019s Affair\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 4\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cBabe, I ran into some work issues today.\u201d He tried to act strong in front of me.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWhat happened?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cSeveral major clients suddenly want out of their contracts. I have no idea why.\u201d He rubbed his temples in\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>frustration.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cThink a competitor might be sabotaging you?\u201d I suggested innocently.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cMaybe\u2026\u201d His eyes flashed with suspicion. \u201cA few companies have been trying to poach our business lately.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>He still has no clue his real enemy is sitting right next to him.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cDon\u2019t stress about it. We\u2019ll figure something out.\u201d I comforted him gently. \u201cWorst case, my family can help out.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Marcus looked at me gratefully. \u201cGod, I\u2019m so lucky to have you. I don\u2019t know what I\u2019d do without you.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Fake as hell!\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>If I\u2019m so great, why the hell are you cheating on me?\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>But he wouldn\u2019t be saying that much longer.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Early the next morning, my phone rang.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>It was Rain Sullivan.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cMrs. Hartwell, I need to talk to you.\u201d Her voice was shaking.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cSure, let\u2019s meet somewhere.\u201d I kept my tone neutral.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>An hour later, we met at a quiet caf\u00e9.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Rain was wearing loose maternity clothes, her face pale and eyes red-clearly she\u2019d been crying.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cMrs. Hartwell, I know you probably already know the baby is Marcus\u2019s.\u201d She could barely get the words out.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>I stared at her silently, showing no anger or shock.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>This made her even more nervous.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cI didn\u2019t mean to wreck your marriage.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cHe told me he didn\u2019t love you, that you were just married on paper\u2026\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Exposed My Military Hushand\u2019s Affair\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>10.5%\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Chapter 4\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWhat else did he tell you?\u201d I asked flatly.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cHe said your marriage was just for business, no real feelings\u2026\u201d Her voice got smaller and smaller.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>I let out a cold laugh. \u201cAnd you believed that?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cI\u2026\u201d She had no answer.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cRain Sullivan, do you have any idea what you\u2019ve done?\u201d I suddenly stood up, my presence intimidating. \u201cYou think seducing a married man and getting pregnant makes you the winner?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>She instinctively protected her belly, scared by my intensity.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cMrs. Hartwell, I\u2019ll disappear. Just give me some money and I promise you\u2019ll never see me again.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cMoney?\u201d I scoffed. \u201cHow much do you think you\u2019re worth?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cFive hundred thousand\u2026\u201d she said tentatively.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cFive hundred thousand?\u201d My voice rose. \u201cYou think you\u2019re worth that much?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>I sat back down, crossed my legs, and stared at her coldly.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cI\u2019m not giving you a damn thing. Because soon enough, you\u2019ll both have nothing.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>I stood to leave.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cMrs. Hartwell!\u201d Rain called after me. \u201cYou can\u2019t do this! I\u2019m carrying Marcus\u2019s son! You can\u2019t just ignore that!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>I turned back, ice in my eyes.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cYou sure that baby\u2019s Marcus\u2019s?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Rain\u2019s face went white as a sheet when she heard my words.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWhat do you mean?\u201d she stammered.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u2661 (0)\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>(0)\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Joseph King is an editor and storyteller who ensures every chapter is clear, polished, and engaging for readers.<\/p>\n<h3>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Hot Shower, Cold Heart by Mark Twain 13 \u00a0 Chapter 4\u00a0 Chapter 4\u00a0 The third day was Saturday. 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