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THE INSANE HUSBAND IS IRON WOLF COMMANDER CHAPTER 142
“He’s the eldest son of the Eastern Sullivan family.”She blinked. “The who?”Richard closed the file slowly. “The Sullivan family. East-coast monarchs of power, both legitimate and underground. Their name is whispered in federal halls and boardrooms alike.”Charlotte scoffed. “The Eastern Sullivans? I’ve heard of them, but they don’t compare to the state capital families. They’re not even on the same ladder.”Richard’s jaw tightened. “That’s where you’re wrong. You think we’re playing a local game? Jack Sullivan is walking across a global board.”Charlotte frowned, but her grandfather continued, his tone deepening.“His third uncle, Nathan Sullivan, is the one who built the underground empire in Carson City—an empire that even federal agents avoid confronting directly. Do you know who handles most of the private security logistics in five states? The Sullivan family.”She swallowed, unease creeping in.“And his mother,” Richard added, “is Margaret Williamson.”Charlotte blinked. “Tha
THE INSANE HUSBAND IS IRON WOLF COMMANDER CHAPTER 143
Inside the Shaw family estate, the atmosphere was quieter than usual.Charlotte Shaw sat stiffly on the antique leather chair, fingers laced tightly in her lap. Across from her, Richard Shaw poured himself a cup of tea, moving with deliberate grace.“You’ll apologize,” he said calmly.Charlotte’s brows furrowed. “I already said I regret what happened.”Richard looked at her over the rim of his cup. “Regret is not apology.”“I just…” she hesitated, then admitted, “I don’t want you to be the one to do it.”He set the cup down with a soft clink. “Then you shouldn’t have needed me to.”The silence between them was heavy, but not cruel.“I will personally represent the Shaw family at the Harvest Festival in Eastridge City,” he continued. “Our presence is expected. Our humility is required.”Charlotte looked away. Her pride bruised, her voice small.“I never thought it would come to this.”Richard leaned back. “That’s because you never thought he was more than a shadow. Now you know better.
THE INSANE HUSBAND IS IRON WOLF COMMANDER CHAPTER 1-"A Fool’s Song"
"Twinkle, twinkle, little star..." Jack sang softly, wiping the glass door with circular motions. His childlike voice carried through the house as he worked, a gentle smile playing on his face. "How I wonder what you are..."His mother-in-law had asked him to clean the doors, and he took to the task with innocent enthusiasm. The cloth moved in uneven patterns as he continued his lullaby, lost in his own world.Jack, a son-in-law of the Johnson family, was once the commander of the Iron Wolf Battalion. But during war, he was attacked by the enemies, and he lost his memory, and now he was a mentally retarded useless son-in-law of the Johnson family."Up above the world so high..." he hummed, swaying slightly. "Like a diamond in the sky..."The front door slammed open, making Jack jump. Mike Johnson stormed in, his work boots leaving muddy tracks on the freshly mopped floor."Hey! You!" Mike barked, dropping heavily into a chair. "Get me some water. Need to wash my feet."Jack tur
THE INSANE HUSBAND IS IRON WOLF COMMANDER CHAPTER 2- "The Commander Awakens"
The morning sunlight filled the halls of Havenwood as Matilda rushed through the entrance, her heart pounding in her chest."Commander!" she called out, her voice breaking with emotion at the sight of Jack standing by the window. "You're really alive!"Jack turned, his posture straight and confident – a stark contrast to the broken man he'd been a year ago. "As you can see, Matilda, I've recovered in more ways than one.""Commander, I..." Matilda composed herself, though tears threatened to fall. "When we received word of your return, I came immediately.""After all this time, you still maintain your loyalty," Jack observed, studying her carefully."Always, Commander." Matilda's voice carried absolute conviction despite her emotional state. "No matter my position now, nothing has changed."Jack's expression darkened as he moved to his desk. "Then you know about Kyle. About what happened when I was... not myself.""Yes, Commander." Matilda's voice softened. "The incident with Ale
THE INSANE HUSBAND IS IRON WOLF COMMANDER CHAPTER 3- "A Coffin for Charles"
The room fell silent, the audacity of Alex’s words shocking even the Carter family’s closest allies. Jack leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees, his piercing gaze never leaving Alex."You’re proud of killing an innocent man?" Jack asked quietly.Alex shrugged. "Proud? No. Amused? Definitely. He was stupid enough to get in my way."Jack stood, his movement measured but filled with purpose. The room seemed to shrink as his presence loomed larger. "A year ago, I was broken," he said, his voice low but powerful. "I couldn’t protect Kyle, couldn’t fight back, couldn’t even defend myself against scum like you."Alex smirked. "And now what? You think dragging a coffin into my father’s party makes you a threat? You’re still just a joke, Sullivan."Jack took a step closer, his gaze locked on Alex. "This isn’t just a coffin, Alex," he said. "It’s a declaration. For every injustice, there’s a reckoning. And tonight, it’s your son turn."The room held its collective breath as Jack
THE INSANE HUSBAND IS IRON WOLF COMMANDER CHAPTER 4- "Justice for Kyle"
The atmosphere in the Carter estate turned colder as Jack Sullivan stepped forward, his presence unnerving even the most confident of the Carter family’s allies. Surrounded by the guards, and still a smirk on his lips.In his hand was a tablet, the screen illuminated with damning evidence. The guests, drawn by the tension, leaned in to catch every word."You think your money can cover up everything, Alex?" Jack said, his tone steady and menacing. "Think again."Alex smirked, folding his arms. "And what’s this? Some fancy tech trick to scare me? Please, Sullivan. You’re a broken man trying to play hero."Jack tapped the screen, and a video began to play. It showed Alex’s Maserati, speeding recklessly through Havenwood’s streets, the timestamp clearly marking the day Kyle was killed. Another clip followed—security footage of Alex laughing in a bar just hours after the accident, bragging about how "some idiot jumped in front of his car."The guests gasped, their murmurs growing lou
THE INSANE HUSBAND IS IRON WOLF COMMANDER CHAPTER 5 -"The Ring of Power"
The Johnson family’s dining room buzzed with chatter as guests enjoyed their lavish dinner. The clinking of glasses and soft laughter filled the air—until the front door opened, and Jack Sullivan walked in. The room fell silent as everyone turned to see him.Jack’s wife, Lisa, stood frozen, her eyes wide with shock. "Jack?" she whispered, her voice trembling. "You’re… you’re standing. And you …you ..look different."Jack’s gaze softened as he looked at her. "Yes,It’s me, Lisa. I’ve come back."Lisa hurried to his side, gripping his arm as if to confirm he was real. "How is this possible? You were… I mean, you were—""Mentally ill?" Jack said quietly, finishing her sentence. "Not anymore. I remember everything now."Before Lisa could respond, Mike Johnson’s grating voice cut through the moment. "Well, well, look who thinks he’s a big man now," he sneered, rising from his chair. "You came alive again from hospital, Jack?”“Yes Come to mop the floors or sing us another lullaby?
THE INSANE HUSBAND IS IRON WOLF COMMANDER CHAPTER 6- “The Iron Wolf Returns"
The chaos in the Johnson household was palpable. Brian Howard clutched his bleeding hand, screaming in agony. "You’ll regret this!" he howled, his face contorted in pain. "Do you have any idea who my brother is? He’ll destroy you!"Jack Sullivan, sitting calmly at the dining table, lifted a spoonful of soup to his lips and sipped. His expression was serene, as if the pandemonium around him didn’t exist. The rest of the Johnson family darted around in a panic, some trying to help Brian, others shooting terrified glances at Jack."Call Eric! Call him now!" Brian shouted, his voice cracking.Lisa’s mother, pale as a ghost, whispered, "Jack… what have you done? Do you know who Eric Howard is?"Jack didn’t look up from his soup. "I know exactly who he is."Brian, shaking with fury, pulled out his phone and dialed. "Eric! It’s me!" he cried. "Get over here now! Bring the guards, bring everything! This lunatic just cut off my finger!"The Johnson family gasped in unison. Lisa stepped clo
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CHAPTER 143
Inside the Shaw family estate, the atmosphere was quieter than usual.Charlotte Shaw sat stiffly on the antique leather chair, fingers laced tightly in her lap. Across from her, Richard Shaw poured himself a cup of tea, moving with deliberate grace.“You’ll apologize,” he said calmly.Charlotte’s brows furrowed. “I already said I regret what happened.”Richard looked at her over the rim of his cup. “Regret is not apology.”“I just…” she hesitated, then admitted, “I don’t want you to be the one to do it.”He set the cup down with a soft clink. “Then you shouldn’t have needed me to.”The silence between them was heavy, but not cruel.“I will personally represent the Shaw family at the Harvest Festival in Eastridge City,” he continued. “Our presence is expected. Our humility is required.”Charlotte looked away. Her pride bruised, her voice small.“I never thought it would come to this.”Richard leaned back. “That’s because you never thought he was more than a shadow. Now you know better.
CHAPTER 142
“He’s the eldest son of the Eastern Sullivan family.”She blinked. “The who?”Richard closed the file slowly. “The Sullivan family. East-coast monarchs of power, both legitimate and underground. Their name is whispered in federal halls and boardrooms alike.”Charlotte scoffed. “The Eastern Sullivans? I’ve heard of them, but they don’t compare to the state capital families. They’re not even on the same ladder.”Richard’s jaw tightened. “That’s where you’re wrong. You think we’re playing a local game? Jack Sullivan is walking across a global board.”Charlotte frowned, but her grandfather continued, his tone deepening.“His third uncle, Nathan Sullivan, is the one who built the underground empire in Carson City—an empire that even federal agents avoid confronting directly. Do you know who handles most of the private security logistics in five states? The Sullivan family.”She swallowed, unease creeping in.“And his mother,” Richard added, “is Margaret Williamson.”Charlotte blinked. “Tha
CHAPTER 141
Inside the deepest chamber of the Nine Scorpion Cave, the air pulsed with heat and pressure. A faint green glow radiated from Jack Sullivan’s body as he sat cross-legged, bare-chested, surrounded by the crushed remains of venomous scorpion cores. His breathing was slow, deliberate, and deep.For the last three days, Jack hadn’t moved. Not even once.The Scorpion Essence, distilled from the Emperor Scorpion’s body and the most potent venom sacs, now coursed through his veins. It burned, reshaped, and empowered.His skin glistened with sweat, but under it, something more terrifying was forming.Scorpion strength…His fingers twitched, now strong enough to crack steel with a flick. His back was lined with corded muscle, but it wasn’t brute strength alone—it was a precision power, venomous and fast.If I’d had this power during the Robert fight, Jack thought, I could’ve shattered his defenses in one strike. He wouldn’t have walked away.His chest rose slowly.This changes everything.Outs
CHAPTER 140
On a remote island far from the chaos of cities and scorpion-infested caves, an old man bent low over a patch of rocky soil. With slow, deliberate motions, he pulled up weeds that didn’t belong. His tattered shirt clung to his wiry frame, but a small swallow emblem stitched on the chest shimmered faintly in the sun.Victor Yates—once feared across nations, now a humble farmer. Or so it appeared.A young man approached, hesitating as he stepped over the jagged path of coral and dirt.“Master Yates.”Victor didn’t look up. “You found more wild yam?”The young man’s throat tightened. “No, Master… it’s about James Leonard.”Victor’s hand paused mid-pull.“Well?” he said, not turning.“He’s… dead.”The silence that followed was heavier than the sea breeze.Victor continued weeding without a word. The soil trembled subtly under his fingers—a sign of internal energy shifting beneath the surface.“Who?” he finally asked.“Jack Sullivan.”Victor exhaled slowly. “That name again.”“He also kill
CHAPTER 139
James Leonard’s eyes narrowed, his body tense like a coiled spring.“You’ve made it this far, Sullivan,” he muttered, “but you won’t leave this mountain alive.”Jack rolled his shoulders, voice calm as ever. “Big words from a man who just fed his own ally to a scorpion.”With a roar, James lunged, his fists blurring with speed. The first punch hit Jack square in the chest—followed by three more in rapid succession.THUD. THUD. THUD.Jack didn’t even flinch.James froze mid-strike. “What…?”Jack looked down at his chest, brushed some dust from his coat. “You done?”James stepped back in disbelief. Those hits could crush concrete… but he didn’t even stagger.Is he human?Jack smirked. “Iron Body Technique. Guess your master didn’t teach you that.”James growled and went in again, this time throwing everything—knees, elbows, fists, spinning kicks. The ground cracked beneath him, and shockwaves rippled out.Still, Jack barely moved.Then came Jack’s turn.He stepped in, faster than lightn
CHAPTER 138
“I’m not here for The Ghost,” James Leonard said coldly. “Frankly, I didn’t like him much. Arrogant, sloppy… too obsessed with making a name.”Jack raised an eyebrow. “Then why come for me?”James cracked his neck. “Because he was still my master’s student. Victor Yates trained him. His death reflects on the Yates lineage.”He took another step closer, killing intent radiating off him like heat.“I’m not here to mourn a brother. I’m here to defend my master’s honor. And that means killing you, Jack Sullivan.”Ron Taylor’s throat bobbed. He really means to fight Jack… this is bad.Behind them, the Emperor Scorpion loomed, its stinger dripping, poised over Uncle Frank, who was barely holding on.“J-James…” Frank rasped, coughing blood. “Help… me…”James turned to him slowly, lips curling into something cruel.“You? Help you?” He chuckled, then raised his leg.Before anyone could react—BAM!James kicked Uncle Frank like trash, launching him straight toward the scorpion’s gaping pincers.
CHAPTER 137
A deep hiss echoed from the cave’s maw, darker and heavier than before.Then it appeared.An Emperor Scorpion.Jet-black, armored like obsidian, the monstrous creature scuttled out from the darkness. Its pincers were thick as tree trunks, and its tail arched high—dripping with venom that shimmered like green fire.Uncle Frank tried to rise.Too late.CRACK!The Emperor’s stinger struck him dead center in the chest."AAAAHHH!" Uncle Frank screamed—his first scream in decades.Charlotte’s face turned ghost-white. “Uncle Frank!”Blood spilled from his mouth as his body convulsed, thrown backward like a ragdoll. The entire battlefield froze—everyone had heard of the Emperor, but few had ever seen it. And no one expected that sound from a man like Frank.“Help… Master… James…” Uncle Frank rasped.That name rang like a thunderclap.From the group of supposed bodyguards, one man stepped forward.He was tall, sharp-eyed, and dressed plainly, blending in with the security team—until now.In a
CHAPTER 136
The air turned heavy.A low, grinding rumble echoed from deep inside Nine Scorpion Cave.BOOM.A sharp vibration ran through the ground. Pebbles trembled. The trees swayed unnaturally.Jack Sullivan turned his head slowly toward the cave entrance.“They’re awake,” he said simply.Nie Mitchell’s face drained of color. “T-That sound… I’ve heard it before.” He staggered back a step. “Oh no… the nest is disturbed. They’re coming!”Before anyone could react, Charlotte Shaw snapped her fingers.“Uncle Frank!” she barked. “Take the vanguard. Clear it before they spread!”Uncle Frank nodded. “Yes, Miss!”He gathered a dozen armored men and dashed forward, spear in hand, moving like a man half his age.Ashley stepped closer to Jack. “What’s inside that cave?”“Poison,” Jack said. “And stupidity.”She blinked. “What?”Jack exhaled. “You’ll see.”From the mouth of the cave came a horrifying sound—a clicking, hissing flood of chaos.And then they appeared.Over 300 venomous scorpions, each rangin
CHAPTER 135
Ron Taylor’s sharp eyes narrowed as he turned toward Charlotte Shaw. The smile had faded from his face.“You knew who he was, didn’t you?” he asked quietly.Charlotte kept her expression cool. “I didn’t think it was relevant.”“Not relevant?” Ron’s voice was calm, but heavy. “You let your little drama nearly spark a war between Westlake and Carson… over ego?”Charlotte’s jaw clenched. Why is Jack always protected? Always walking out clean, no matter what he does?Meanwhile, Megan Young stood frozen in place, the blood draining from her face. She suddenly looked like she wanted to disappear into her designer boots. Her lips trembled as she approached Jack cautiously, head slightly bowed.“Mr. Sullivan… I… I’m so sorry for earlier,” she stammered. “I didn’t know who you were… I wasn’t trying to be disrespectful—”Jack looked at her like she was a speck of lint on his sleeve.“You weren’t trying to be disrespectful,” he repeated, expression unreadable. “But you were born that way?”Megan
