Reborn To Love My Stoic Soldier Husband

ont door of the apa

ed his keys onto the scratched console table

p collar of his uniform, exha

denim jacket. She didn't

room rug. She turned around, crossed her arms t

aightened his spine, his jaw tightening into that familiar,

demanded. Her voice was flat, c

ely dropped to the breast pocket of his u

d, his voice a low

gaze without blinking. "I am the woman o

ces? You just spent the last three months before t

hot back. Her eyes flashed with fresh anger. "I cut th

finger. "Rule number one. From today on

comes directly to me. I will buy the groceries. I will make sure Leo ha

lowly. He was analyzing her, trying to find t

le cent unaccounted for, if you find out I gave a penny to Creola or D

The only sound was the ticking of

n front of him at the trailer park, shielding him from her mother's demands. H

red his hand f

the edges remained white-knuckled. He walked across the living room. He stopped inches away from

but didn't let go wh

d it to be this easy. She had prepared a d

e blue book. As she pulled it toward her, her knuckles briefl

ectricity sh

week, I'll bring the cash home to you. But hear me now-I will check the ledger every single week. If I find one penny unaccounted for, if I find

asn't just money. This was his life savings. This was a massive, t

losed up. He

hispered, her voic

nic flashed across his stoic features. He was a man

ck, tactical

hop wood," h

ly fled toward the back door. The s

own at the blue book in her hands. She pressed it

e in two lifetime