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THE INSANE HUSBAND IS IRON WOLF COMMANDER CHAPTER 46 FIGHT
As they reached the doors of Carpian Boxing Hall, the air was thick with the unmistakable stench of sweat and testosterone.Jack Sullivan glanced around, assessing the room as he stepped inside.The atmosphere was intense, the kind of place where violence was a way of life, not just a consequence.Dozens of fighters, each more built and intimidating than the last, threw punches and kicks with brutal precision.Some were hitting punching bags, others sparring in the ring, but they all shared one thing in common—they were all fighters.Jack’s gaze lingered on the scene for a moment.These were the types of people who lived for violence—their every movement calculated, their minds focused only on the next hit, the next fight, the next victory.And yet, none of them seemed to notice him. They were too wrapped up in their own little world.Tina Dawson, pushing through the crowd with an air of superiority, led the way.She strode confidently toward the front of the hall, arms crossed in fro
THE INSANE HUSBAND IS IRON WOLF COMMANDER CHAPTER 47 EMBARASSED
The air in the Carpian Boxing Hall was thick with tension. Frank Miller, still groaning on the floor, was an example of what happened when arrogance collided with real power. Julia Yates hadn’t even broken a sweat, yet she had easily incapacitated him with a single tap of her finger. The room had fallen silent, the fighters and spectators alike unable to comprehend how someone could be taken down so quickly.Tina Dawson stood off to the side, a smug look still lingering on her face, but her eyes betrayed her anxiety. This wasn’t how it was supposed to go. Frank and Derek Miller were supposed to show Julia Yates her place, not get humiliated in front of everyone.She watched Frank writhing on the floor, his knee twisted at an unnatural angle, and her stomach turned.“You think you’re tough?” Julia’s voice cut through the silence as she casually surveyed the wreckage in front of her. Her cold green eyes rested briefly on Frank before moving to Derek, who was still too stunned to mak
THE INSANE HUSBAND IS IRON WOLF COMMANDER CHAPTER 48SERVANT
The Carpian Boxing Hall was still, the sounds of chaos from earlier replaced with the uneasy silence of realization. Frank and Derek Miller, still recovering from the devastating defeat at the hands of Julia Yates, lay on the floor nursing their wounds. Derek, once so full of arrogance, now lay crumpled and powerless, unable to lift himself off the ground. And in the middle of it all stood Tina Dawson, her face pale, her mind racing as the reality of the situation set in.Tina had thought her fighters were strong, had believed that Frank and Derek could handle anyone, even Julia Yates. But now, watching the destruction unfold before her, she realized just how wrong she was. She had underestimated everyone, including Jack Sullivan.Howard Dawson stood beside her, still trembling from the earlier encounter. He glanced nervously at Jack, unsure whether to speak or stay silent.“Jack... do you think you could take her on?” Howard’s voice wavered. He knew Julia was strong, maybe eve
THE INSANE HUSBAND IS IRON WOLF COMMANDER CHAPTER 49 KNELT
The entire Carpian Boxing Hall seemed to hold its breath as Julia Yates, the powerful and feared fighter, knelt before Jack Sullivan. The woman who had once struck terror into the hearts of anyone who dared face her—was now begging.Tina Dawson, still reeling from the defeat of her so-called “elite fighters,” watched in utter disbelief. Julia Yates, the woman who had humiliated her brother and Frank Miller with ease, was now on her knees in front of Jack Sullivan, asking to become his servant.Howard Dawson, standing beside her, was just as stunned. His mind raced as he tried to process the absurdity of the scene. Julia had been someone they feared just a few moments ago. Now, she was offering to serve Jack Sullivan as though she were some lowly peasant.Jack, however, seemed completely unfazed by her desperation. His gaze was calm and calculating, as if he had seen this kind of submission countless times before. He stood tall, his arms crossed, eyeing Julia with a mixture of indi
THE INSANE HUSBAND IS IRON WOLF COMMANDER CHAPTER 50 The Reunion
The sun hung low in the sky as Jack Sullivan pulled up at the school gates, the familiar surroundings stirring up memories from his past.He glanced over at Lisa Johnson, who sat in the passenger seat beside him, her expression a mixture of excitement and nervousness."Ready for this?" Jack asked, his voice calm as always, but there was a slight glint of amusement in his eyes.Lisa nodded, adjusting her hair in the rearview mirror. "I’m just hoping they don’t start asking too many questions."Jack smirked. "Let them talk. Who cares?"He parked the car and opened the door for her, stepping out as she did. The air felt different now, charged with anticipation.They made their way to the front gates where a small crowd of old classmates had already gathered. The buzz of conversation quieted for a moment as Lisa and Jack approached.Lisa’s best friend, Sarah, rushed forward with a huge grin, her arms outstretched for a hug. "Lisa! I can’t believe it’s really you! Look at you!" Sarah’s voi
THE INSANE HUSBAND IS IRON WOLF COMMANDER CHAPTER 51 OLD FRIENDS
As Jack Sullivan and Lisa walked further into the reunion, the familiar faces from their high school days filled the room.Some smiled with genuine warmth, others barely hid their judgmental stares, but no one looked at them quite the same.Jack didn’t care about the whispers. He had Lisa by his side and that was all that mattered.Still, it was hard to ignore the faint murmurs that rippled through the crowd as people noticed Lisa’s expensive clothes.Her designer dress and stylish accessories were clearly the talk of the night.“Did she really marry him for money?” someone whispered.Jack didn’t look back, but he could feel the prying eyes. He hadn’t needed to prove anything to these people, yet their judgment still stung.Lisa, however, simply ignored the whispers.She leaned closer to Jack, her fingers gently brushing his arm.“Let them talk, babe,” she whispered with a smile, clearly unaffected by the rumors. Her voice was low and tender, her love for Jack evident in the way she l
THE INSANE HUSBAND IS IRON WOLF COMMANDER CHAPTER 52 CLASS MONITOR
The reunion was in full swing, but there was one person who seemed to draw attention everywhere he went: Peter Park. Jack Sullivan’s old class monitor and, as always, a master of false charm.Jack had seen him coming a mile away.Peter's overly pressed suit and gleaming shoes, which he probably spent hours polishing, were enough of a giveaway.The man was always about appearances, and everyone in school knew it.What they didn’t know was that Peter had a knack for using people to climb the ladder—whether it was the class funds or his questionable promotions at Darkeis Winery.Jack had seen him take advantage of anyone he could, and now, here he was, acting like the most important person at the reunion.“Jack Sullivan!” Peter’s voice rang out from across the room, his overly loud greeting drawing a few curious glances from the crowd.He walked over, his posture perfect, and his smile that sickly sweet “I’m so great” grin plastered on his face. “It’s been years, hasn’t it?”Jack barely
THE INSANE HUSBAND IS IRON WOLF COMMANDER CHAPTER 53
AS he watched Peter,The man hadn’t changed—he was still using people, still putting on that fake charm. The same man who misused class funds back in high school and tried to force Xavier into paying more money for the school event. It was clear to Jack that Peter had only gotten where he was by being shameless.Peter, however, wasn’t looking at Jack. His eyes were focused on Lisa. He had always thought she was out of Jack’s league, and now that they were married, he had no intention of letting her stay with him. Peter thought Jack was a fool, too stupid to realize that Lisa would eventually get bored of him. In his mind, he had every chance to pull Lisa away from Jack."Lisa, why don’t you come sit with me?" Peter's voice was smooth, his smile all but oozing insincerity. He motioned to the seat next to him, a couple of rows away from Jack. "I’ve got some medicine and hot water. You must be tired from all the excitement."Lisa immediately stiffened. She didn’t even have to think twice
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CHAPTER 127
The air in the reception hall crackled with tension. Jack Sullivan’s fury was palpable, his eyes cold as they locked onto Victor Lawrence and his son Derek, who was still trying to steady himself after the humiliation. Jack’s fingers curled into a fist at his side, the anger burning beneath his calm exterior.“You think I’m done?” Jack’s voice was low, icy, and every word dripped with menace. “No, Victor. This ends now.”Victor’s jaw tightened, and he stood taller, attempting to retain his pride. “You’ve made your point, Mr. Sullivan. But my son is not some animal you can—”“I’m not done with you yet,” Jack interrupted, his gaze shifting to Derek. “Both of you need to kneel. Now. Apologize.”Derek’s face twisted in fury. “You think I’m going to kneel to you? You’ve got another thing coming!”Victor’s hand clenched at his side, his mind racing. He could feel the power shift in the room, and the realization hit him like a ton of bricks—this was Jack’s territory. This was Carson City. Th
CHAPTER 126
“Mr. Sullivan?” she muttered, looking at her husband. “You... you didn’t tell me.”David Smith stood beside her, his face blank as he stared at Jack, the realization dawning on him as well.Jack Sullivan, who had once been just the man to help them with a business deal, was Mr. Sullivan—the figure of power and mystery that everyone feared.Lisa’s voice cracked. “How... how could you not tell me?” She turned to David, her eyes filled with hurt. “You’ve known all along?”David remained silent, his jaw tight. How was he supposed to explain?Meanwhile, Heather Reed, who had earlier mocked Jack for his lack of importance, now found herself on her knees, trembling. She bowed her head to the floor. “Mr. Sullivan, I was wrong. Please forgive me.”Her voice was shaky, and the room fell into an uncomfortable silence as she waited for Jack’s response.Jack, still calm and composed, took a slow sip from his wine glass. He didn’t even glance at Heather. “Stand up, Miss Reed,” he said coolly. “I do
CHAPTER 125
Heather Reed stormed out of the venue, her heels clicking furiously against the marble floor as she dialed Maria with trembling fingers.“Maria!” she hissed into the phone, breath ragged. “You need to come. Now. It’s Derek. He’s been—he’s been beaten, and it’s not just that. You need to see who did it.”“What?! Beaten?!” Maria’s voice cracked through the speaker. “Where are you?”“The reception hall. Hurry!”Maria arrived minutes later, breathless, gown flowing behind her like a trail of chaos. She pushed through the crowd only to see Derek sprawled across the floor, face drenched in red wine, struggling to speak through a busted lip.“Oh my God,” she gasped. “What happened to you?”Derek groaned, spitting out blood. “It was him—Jack Sullivan! That bastard humiliated me! Call my father! Call Uncle Warren! They’ll make him pay!”Heather stood nearby, arms crossed tightly over her chest, her eyes darting between Jack and the growing crowd.Jack Sullivan, calm and composed, leaned back i
CHAPTER 124
Inside the venue, Jack and Lisa found their assigned seats near the middle row. Lisa looped her arm through Jack’s, and he allowed the gesture, leaning in just enough to make her smile. The crowd around them whispered as they passed—Mr. Sullivan’s presence didn’t go unnoticed.Jack’s sharp gaze swept across the sea of guests. That’s when he spotted Charlotte Shaw, standing near the champagne bar, pretending not to see him. She was deep in fake conversation with two investors, her posture tense, her eyes flickering toward him every few seconds.Lisa caught it too. “She’s avoiding you.”Jack gave a slow nod. “Smartest thing she’s done all week.”Moments later, Heather Reed returned.She had changed into a fitted lavender gown with just a little too much cleavage for a formal event. Her makeup was heavier now, her perfume strong enough to mark her path. But what turned heads wasn’t just her attire—it was the man walking beside her.Derek Lawrence.The best man. Son of the Lawrence family
CHAPTER 123
The sleek black Bentley purred up the driveway of the Brooks family mansion, its polished exterior reflecting sunlight like a rolling mirror. Inside, tension mingled with luxury leather.Jack Sullivan sat in the backseat, expression unreadable as always, legs crossed, one arm resting casually against the window. Lisa sat beside him, eyes dancing between amusement and disbelief.In the front passenger seat, Heather Reed was holding court again.“I’m telling you,” she said, flipping her freshly styled hair, “this wedding is crawling with power. But none of them compare to Mr. Sullivan. The one from Carson City. Absolute powerhouse. Even the Brooks family respects him. Lionel Brooks said it himself.”Jack arched a brow but said nothing. Lisa covered her mouth to stifle a smirk.“I read in a finance column,” Heather continued, “that he’s taken over half the influence in Westport. Supposedly, he’s behind the fall of Lucas Carter, and Colonel Harris—poof, vanished. Can you believe it?”Lisa
CHAPTER 122
The drive to Rawon’s wedding had been filled with more chatter than Jack preferred—most of it coming from Heather Reed, who seemed to have appointed herself the queen of casual arrogance. Jack sat in the backseat with Lisa, scrolling through his phone, only half-listening as Heather droned on about how she “never wears off-the-rack” and “could never date a man who doesn’t drive European.”Jack’s phone buzzed.Lisa had texted him.Lisa: If she says “luxury” one more time, I’m going to roll out of this car and take my chances on the highway.Jack smirked, thumbs tapping.Jack: She’s a textbook case. Hates poverty, worships wealth. Poor Mitchell doesn’t stand a chance.Lisa turned slightly, covering her laugh with a fake cough.In the front seat, Nie Mitchell, still glowing with pride over his A6, tried to steer the conversation away from Heather’s usual materialistic comments.“Heather,” Mitchell said, glancing sideways, “you know, Jack here is actually a model among men. Quiet type, bu
CHAPTER 121
Jack Sullivan pulled up outside Lisa’s estate in his jet-black SUV. He stepped out, dressed sharp in a tailored suit that spoke of power without the need for logos or flash. He was here for Rawon’s wedding, but truthfully, his mind was already drifting back to his training and the rare materials he needed. Still, a promise was a promise.Lisa stepped out of the front door, a vision in a soft blue dress that hugged her figure just right, her hair pinned with subtle elegance. “You’re on time,” she said, surprised.Jack smirked. “Don’t act so shocked. You said it was important.”She smiled. “It is.”Just then, a silver Bentley pulled up behind Jack’s car. The engine purred like its owner wanted the world to know he’d finally made it.Nie Mitchell hopped out, grinning ear to ear. He wore a sleek gray suit and sunglasses a shade too flashy for his personality, but the pride in his stride was unmistakable. “Jack! Lisa!” he greeted them with open arms.From the passenger seat, Heather Reed st
CHAPTER 120
The training courtyard behind Eagle Ridge Estate was lit by a pale moon and the soft blue flicker of Jack Sullivan’s internal energy pulsing through the air like heat waves off asphalt. Shirtless, his skin bronzed from the refined Ironclad Physique cultivation, Jack moved with absolute precision—every strike deliberate, every motion silent but seismic.His breathing was steady. His fists cracked the air like thunder.Then came the voice.“You’re skipping a wedding for this?” Rose leaned against the wall in full tactical uniform, arms crossed, eyes sharp.Jack didn’t stop training. “The wedding’s not going anywhere. Neither is Rawon.”“He’s getting married once, not every weekend. You could show your face for five minutes and still come back to punch the wind.”Jack finally paused and turned toward her. “I’ll show my face when I finish what matters.”Rose sighed and stepped forward. “Let me guess—cultivating more of your Fighting Spirit?”Jack nodded. “I’m past the physical stage. Now
CHAPTER 119
The warm evening light filtered through the curtains of a quiet condo on the east side of Westport. Lisa Sullivan sat curled up on the couch, phone in hand, staring at the contact name she’d highlighted for the past ten minutes: Jack Sullivan.Her thumb hovered over the call button.She had told herself a dozen times not to care. That it was just a wedding. That she didn’t need to feel anxious asking her husband to accompany her to something they should—by all normal standards—be attending together anyway.But nothing about their relationship felt normal.With a deep breath, she hit Call.It rang once.Twice.Then, “Yeah?”His voice was steady, low—unbothered, as always.“H-Hey,” Lisa said, voice soft. “Um… so, Maria invited me to Rawon’s wedding. It’s this weekend. You remember, right? Lionel mentioned it.”“Mm. Yeah,” Jack replied.Lisa hesitated. “They, uh… they sent us both invitations. As a couple.”A pause.Then Jack said, “You want me to come?”Her heart stuttered. “Well, yeah.
