Impulsive Vow to an Enigmatic Husband

Chapter 1605

Steven slammed the gas pedal. His sports car was roaring through the streets as he raced back to his suburban mansion. The lights in the yard and living room were ablaze. The mansion was a beacon in the quiet night that lifted his spirits and quickened his stride as he approached.

However, the living room was empty, devoid of the warmth and welcome he’d hoped to find. A wry smile tugged at his lips, a self-deprecating chuckle escaping him.

He should’ve known, really. What was he even thinking?

Hannah, the woman he married in a whirlwind of passion and paperwork, was no longer the starry-eyed bride she once was. Back in those early days, he knew she’d be there, waiting for him, yet he’d linger on the ground floor, reluctant to face her.

He had deliberately crafted an image of a man about town, indulging in late nights out to fuel her misgivings.

Whenever he did come home, their only real interaction was in the bedroom. At first, she’d wait up for him, her face lighting up at his return. She’d greet him with a kiss, her enthusiasm in their intimate moments undeniable.

Afterward, curled in his arms, she’d whisper, “Steven, let’s have a baby.”e2

he’d push her away, his voice cold and distant as he dressed.

was silent, but he saw it in her eyes-the shattering of

triumph, he added, “Besides, I’ve had a vasectomy.

smile through the pain, asking him

You want money, I want your body. It’s just a transaction, Hannah. Don’t you get it?” With those words, he left her alone in the vastness of their luxurious

but the next day, her eyes were swollen-betraying a night drowned

would rather turn to ash than

timely epiphany, that it wasn’t too late, that agreeing to a divorce might mend the fractures he’d

all of that was just what

love someone is never to harm them.

knob only to find it locked. He had a key, and could easily let himself in, but this time, he chose not to invade her

delight at the sight of Hannah, looking cozy in her fluffy hoodie pajamas.