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THE INSANE HUSBAND IS IRON WOLF COMMANDER CHAPTER 36 DISRESPECT
Jack Sullivan leaned back in his chair, watching his so-called aunt-in-law fume with rage. His question had clearly hit a nerve.Victoria Reed, Heather’s mother, slammed the table so hard that nearby diners turned to stare. Her face was twisted with anger, her voice shrill with frustration.“Jack Sullivan! You arrogant little rat! How dare you speak like that?” she barked. “Nie Mitchell is a highly respected businessman, my daughter’s future husband! Show some damn respect!”Jack smirked, stirring his tea calmly. Future husband, huh? That’s funny.“The last time I heard this speech, it was about a guy named Jasper” He tilted his head. “What happened to him? Also your ‘future son-in-law,’ right?”Heather stiffened, her face turning red with embarrassment.Nie Mitchell’s face twitched. Jasper? Who the hell was that?Victoria’s mouth opened and closed, but she had no comeback.Jack continued, his voice laced with mockery. “So tell me, Auntie, how many ‘future son-in-laws’ are you plannin
THE INSANE HUSBAND IS IRON WOLF COMMANDER CHAPTER 37 NOT IMPRESSED
Nie Mitchell leaned back in his chair, flashing a smug grin. He swirled his glass of expensive red wine before setting it down with a satisfied sigh.“Well,” he said loudly, making sure the whole table heard, “tonight’s meal is on me.”Victoria Reed’s eyes lit up. “Oh, Nie, you’re too generous!” she gushed. “That’s why I keep telling Heather she needs to stick close to men like you—successful, well-connected, real gentlemen.”Heather Reed suppressed the urge to roll her eyes. Here we go again.Nie smirked, adjusting the cuff of his designer suit. “It’s nothing. The owner of this place, Howard Dawson, is a good friend of mine. His father is one of the biggest real estate developers in the country. So, you know… I get special treatment here.”Victoria gasped dramatically. “Howard Dawson? You mean the Howard Dawson?”Nie nodded smugly. “That’s the one. He personally reserves tables for me. If I wanted, I could have this whole restaurant shut down just for us.”Jack Sullivan kept eating.
THE INSANE HUSBAND IS IRON WOLF COMMANDER CHAPTER 38 MANSION
Jack Sullivan walked out of the restaurant, his posture relaxed as he reached into his pocket and pressed a button on his key fob.Beep! Beep!A sleek black Mercedes lit up in the parking lot.Nie Mitchell stopped in his tracks. His smug expression disappeared, replaced by pure shock.Heather Reed’s mother, Victoria, nearly choked on her own words. “W-What? That’s his car?”Heather, standing beside her mother, frowned. Since when did Jack drive a luxury car? Just days ago, he was nothing but a "good-for-nothing husband."Victoria quickly recovered from her shock, flipping her hair and scoffing. “Hmph! So what if he has a Mercedes? Nie Mitchell still has a house in Hillside Villa! That’s real wealth.”Nie straightened his shoulders, nodding. “Exactly. A car is nothing compared to property in an elite neighborhood.”Jack didn’t even glance their way. He slid into his seat, started the engine, and pulled out smoothly, disappearing into the night.Victoria exhaled, still bitter. “Let’s go
THE INSANE HUSBAND IS IRON WOLF COMMANDER CHAPTER 39 THEIF
Nie Mitchell, Victoria Reed, and Heather Reed stared in absolute shock as Jack Sullivan casually walked through the grand entrance of the luxury villa.Victoria was the first to break the silence. “H-He didn’t actually… go inside, did he?”Nie shook his head violently. “No way. No way in hell! That house is worth millions! He must have sneaked in—there’s no chance he actually owns it!”Victoria clung to that thought. “Exactly! That good-for-nothing probably found a way to break in and is trying to show off! Disgusting!”Heather, however, wasn’t so sure. Jack didn’t look like he was sneaking in. He looked… natural. Comfortable. Like he belonged there.But before she could say anything, Nie pulled out his phone. “Let’s see how long he can fake it.”Nie dialed Howard Dawson, his friend and the son of a major real estate developer.The moment Howard picked up, Nie put on his best panicked voice.“Howard! I need security at Hillside Estates—NOW! There’s a thief who just broke into a villa
THE INSANE HUSBAND IS IRON WOLF COMMANDER CHAPTER 40 MISTAKEN
Howard Dawson stormed into the mansion, his expression dark and filled with righteous fury. The moment he spotted Jack Sullivan standing calmly in the living room, his blood boiled."You really have some nerve breaking into this place!" Howard barked, marching forward. "Who the hell do you think you are?"Jack didn’t even flinch. He casually poured himself a glass of whiskey and took a slow sip. “Take a wild guess.”Howard saw red."This ain’t a game, you arrogant punk!" he snarled. Without warning, he grabbed Jack by the collar, yanking him forward. "I'm about to—"THUD!Before Howard could even finish his sentence, Jack moved.In a single, effortless motion, Jack gripped Howard’s wrist, twisted it, and threw him over his shoulder.Howard’s body slammed into the hardwood floor, knocking the wind out of him. His back arched in pain, and his eyes widened in disbelief."What the fu—"Jack stepped over him, towering like a predator over his prey. "You were saying?"Howard groaned, pushin
THE INSANE HUSBAND IS IRON WOLF COMMANDER CHAPTER 41 CUT TIES
Jack folded his arms, unimpressed. “And what made you so sure I was a thief?”Howard swallowed hard, his mind racing. What excuse could he even give?Finally, he blurted out, "It was Nie! That bastard Nie Mitchell! He told me you broke in—he lied to me!"Jack arched a brow. “Oh? And you were dumb enough to believe him?”Howard broke out in a cold sweat.“I—I swear, I’ll make it right! I—I won’t let him get away with this!”Jack tilted his head. “Oh? And what exactly do you plan to do?”Howard clenched his fists. He knew what he had to do."I'll destroy him."Jack’s lips curled into a mocking smirk. "That so?"Howard’s voice grew more desperate. “I—I swear! I’ll make him pay! I’ll—I'll kill the bastard!"Jack’s smirk widened. “That’s a bit extreme, don’t you think?”Howard shook his head furiously. “No, no! That bastard set me up! He made me look like an idiot in front of you! I—I should’ve known better!"Jack picked up his whiskey, taking another slow sip. “You should have.”Howard fe
THE INSANE HUSBAND IS IRON WOLF COMMANDER CHAPTER 42 LEGEND
Nie Mitchell stood frozen, his mind in chaos.How did this happen?How did he lose everything in a matter of minutes?His business contracts—gone. His family home—gone. His reputation—shattered.His family stood behind him, their faces pale with fear.Victoria Reed, who had been gleefully mocking Jack Sullivan minutes ago, now looked like she had swallowed a brick. "N-Nie, what the hell is going on?! Why is Howard doing this to you?"Nie clenched his fists so tightly his knuckles turned white. His entire body trembled as he turned toward Howard Dawson, who was walking away."Howard!" Nie shouted, desperation in his voice. "Wait! This is a joke, right? You’re not serious about kicking my family out, are you?"Howard didn’t even look back. “It’s already done. You lied to me, Nie. And I don’t tolerate people who make me look like an idiot.”Nie staggered back. “Howard, please—”Howard finally turned, his expression cold. “Consider yourself lucky Jack Sullivan didn’t kill you where you st
THE INSANE HUSBAND IS IRON WOLF COMMANDER CHAPTER 43 FAVOR
For two days, Jack Sullivan stayed in his villa, practicing at Crystal Lake late at night or in the early morning. His cultivation journey had begun again, and he was determined to regain the strength he once possessed.In the world of martial arts, fighters were divided into levels: Basic Fighters, Internal Strength, Pulse Realm, and the near-mythical True Essence Realm—where Jack once stood. He had been a warrior feared by all, but now he was starting over, clawing his way back to power.Standing by the lake, Jack inhaled deeply, gathering energy. With a single slap against the water, a powerful shockwave exploded across the surface, sending ripples across the entire lake. He smirked. His strength was returning.As he prepared to continue, he felt something—eyes on him.Someone was watching.Jack turned sharply, his gaze locking onto a figure hiding behind the trees. “Come out,” he commanded.The intruder flinched but stepped forward hesitantly. It was Howard Dawson, the son of a po
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CHAPTER 190
The room was still tense with the aftershock of Thomas Tang’s public humiliation.He remained kneeling on the ground like a squashed roach, blood drying on his nose, terrified to breathe too loud in case Jack Sullivan changed his mind and finished the job.Meanwhile, Tina Yale, who had once laughed at Rachel and treated Jack like a peasant, now stood frozen like her brain had blue-screened.“Y-You’re really from that Sullivan family?” she stammered, voice brittle.Jack didn’t look at her. He was helping Rachel into a dry robe, gently draping it over her shoulders.Tina stepped forward, voice switching from arrogant to syrupy-sweet in a heartbeat. “Mr. Sullivan! Oh my gosh, I had no idea you were… that important.”Jack glanced at her, unimpressed.“I mean,” Tina continued with a nervous giggle, “if I had known, I never would’ve... well, you know… spoken out of turn.”Rachel rolled her eyes. “You mean called him a show-off and treated him like a janitor?”Tina turned red. “That was a jo
CHAPTER 189
Rachel Young stood dripping in front of the steaming pool, arms clutched around herself, face burning redder than the volcanic mist surrounding them. She wanted to vanish. Right there. Into the steam, the water, the ground—anywhere but here.“I—it was an accident!” she stammered, looking at Tina, Wendy, and the furious man storming toward them.But no one was listening.Thomas Tang, red-faced and puffed up like a spoiled goose, stood in the doorway with his guards flanking him like bulldogs on a leash. His expensive shirt was unbuttoned halfway like he was auditioning for a mob boss role he had no business playing."You humiliate me in public," Thomas snarled, pointing a shaking finger at Jack. "You touch what’s mine, and you think you’ll walk away? I’ll crush you! You have no idea who I am!”Jack didn’t flinch.Still standing half-submerged in the spring, he calmly handed Rachel a towel. “Dry off. Don’t catch a cold.”Rachel blinked at him, stunned by his cool demeanor.He’s calm? Wi
CHAPTER 188
The audition room stank of desperation—cheap perfume, bad foundation, and the raw hunger of a hundred girls clawing for a scrap of fame.When it was finally Rachel Young’s turn, Tina Yale nearly dragged her to the front like a prize cow being paraded for auction.Standing near the casting table was Thomas Tang, heir to one of Eastridge’s wealthiest families and son of the President of the Chamber of Commerce. A man who thought his last name gave him the right to pluck any girl he wanted like low-hanging fruit.Tina whispered excitedly, "Smile, girl. You’re about to get your golden ticket."Rachel, heart hammering, tried her best to act polite."Mr. Tang, this is Rachel Young," Tina said with a simpering smile. "She’s amazing. She’s perfect for the role."Thomas didn’t even bother hiding the way his eyes swept over Rachel, lingering far too long.A sleazy grin spread across his face as he reached out, trying to grab Rachel’s hand like she was an item on display."Come," Thomas said, vo
CHAPTER 187
The casting line at Volcano Crest Resort barely moved.Rachel Young stood in heels that pinched and a dress she didn’t even like, eyes flicking toward the fake movie banner ahead: Spring Heart, Winter Flame. A glorified soap opera wrapped in indie film packaging—except everyone knew what it really was.A gift-wrapped vanity project for Nancy Winter, funded by someone with too much money and not enough talent.Beside her, Tina Yale tapped away on her phone, smirking as she read through a gossip blog post.“I swear,” Tina said, laughing, “if Nancy gets any more plastic surgery, the next red carpet should be hosted by a recycling plant.”Rachel shot her a look. “Maybe don’t say that right before we walk in to audition to play her servant?”Tina shrugged, unbothered. “Oh, please. She doesn’t even know who’s getting cast. The real boss here is Tyler Tian.”Rachel raised an eyebrow. “You mean the guy funding all this?”Tina grinned, leaning in like she was sharing state secrets. “You really
CHAPTER 186
The air shifted as Jack Sullivan walked toward the lower basin of Crystal Springs. It wasn’t the usual kind of heat or humidity. It carried weight—an invisible charge that made his skin prickle.He paused near a jagged rock wall, narrowing his eyes.Black diamond crystal, he thought.A rare mineral. Dense with elemental energy. Lethal in combat, priceless in martial cultivation.Only a few in the country even knew how to sense it, let alone use it.And Jack felt it pulsing below the surface like a heartbeat under lava.He also sensed movement.Not tourists.Fighters.Others like him. They were here for the same thing—and they weren’t here to relax.But before he could dig deeper—figuratively or literally—a familiar nasal voice cut through the air.“Hey! You again?”Brent Wyatt, Nancy Winter’s agent, stormed across the path with his stupid sunglasses on indoors and a clipboard that probably hadn’t seen real paperwork in years.Jack rolled his eyes. Not this guy again.“You’ve got some
CHAPTER 185
Jack Sullivan stood in the marble-tiled hallway of the Volcano Crest Resort, watching Rachel Young and her overly lip-glossed friend Tina Yale scroll through their phones like they were auditioning for who could ignore him faster.When Jack casually mentioned he knew Nancy Winter, Tina burst out laughing.“Please,” she said, waving her French-manicured fingers in the air. “You? Know Nancy Winter? That’s like a squirrel saying it dated an eagle.”Jack raised an eyebrow. “We grew up together.”Tina smirked. “Yeah? And I once dated Superman. We all have our fairy tales.”Rachel, standing off to the side, looked at Jack with a raised brow, her voice cautious. “Wait, are you serious? Nancy Nancy?”Jack shrugged. “You don’t have to believe me.”Tina scoffed and crossed her arms. “Good. Because we don’t. You’re clearly trying to sound impressive just because we’re here for an audition. What’s next? You’ll say you’re the executive producer’s secret twin?”Jack gave a half-smile. “If that woul
CHAPTER 184
Jack Sullivan didn’t follow after Nancy Winter.He didn’t need to.She had said what she needed to say—with rage in her voice and tears in her eyes. And he? He had no excuse worthy of softening the ache he left behind. He just watched her vanish into the crowd of cameras and makeup artists like a ghost swallowed by spotlight.Still, he felt it.Beneath the fury, beneath the insults—she still cared.And maybe that made it worse.“Hey!”Jack turned.It was Nancy’s agent—Brent Wyatt—a slick-haired man with a clipboard, Bluetooth headset, and the personality of a knockoff talent scout mixed with a tabloid addict.Brent looked Jack up and down like he was inspecting gum on his designer shoes. “Let me make something real clear, soldier boy.”Jack raised a brow, unamused.Brent stepped closer. “Nancy’s a star now. A national icon. She doesn’t need some forgotten war dog crawling out of the past looking to leech off her success.”Jack didn’t flinch. “Is that what you think I’m doing?”“I know
CHAPTER 183
The air at Volcano Crest Resort carried a strange weight—thick with steam from the hot springs, yet heavier with the tension rising between Jack Sullivan and the woman who had once meant everything to him.Nancy Winter.The nation's darling. Red carpet royalty. America's fantasy in heels.But now, up close, her eyes weren’t full of glamour. They burned with something far more dangerous—betrayal.She walked toward him with the grace of a panther, smile as sharp as glass. Cameras flashed around her, but all she saw was him.“Well, look who decided to return from the grave,” Nancy said, folding her arms. “The great Jack Sullivan. Alive. Breathing. Married.”Jack didn’t blink. “Nancy—”“No,” she cut in, voice ice-cold. “You don’t get to say my name like that. Like you didn’t vanish off the face of the earth without even a damn voicemail.”Jack exhaled. “It wasn’t what you think.”Nancy laughed bitterly. “Oh, I’m sure. You were busy, right? Got lost in a grocery store aisle for five years?
CHAPTER 182
Jack Sullivan had faced bullets, betrayal, and backroom ambushes. He’d made city kings kneel, snapped spines of mobsters with a glance—but none of that prepared him for being locked in a bedroom by his mother.“Try for a baby,” she’d said with a wink.Try not to die from embarrassment—Jack had thought instead.Lisa sat at the far end of the bed, fidgeting with the hem of her blouse, cheeks redder than a fire alarm. “I didn’t think… I didn’t mean for things to spiral like that,” she whispered, avoiding his gaze.Jack shrugged, hands behind his head as he leaned back. “That’s just my mom’s temper. Explosive as a volcano, but she means well.”Lisa peeked up. “So… the divorce?”He glanced at her, eyes calm. “Off the table.”A soft silence filled the room, but it wasn’t as tense as before.Lisa’s heart fluttered, just a little. He doesn’t want to separate?And strangely, for the first time, she didn’t want to either.The next morning, Jack was halfway through breakfast when Max called him.
