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DON'T DIE

Author: Caroluchy
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-08-11 18:50:15
I shrugged, smiling tightly.

“ He provides… and I take care of the house. That’s what a good wife does, right?"

Olivia shook her head in disbelief.

“Eleanor, is that what you’ve been reduced to? You’re not even pretending to care about yourself anymore. You’re trying to sound strong, but you’re breaking, Eleanor. Don’t die in this marriage just to prove you can stay in it.”

I gave a bitter laugh.

“Die? Oh honey, I will be fine. I’m just going to be a good wife. That’s all. The best wife.”

I am done crying for him, I thought.

Olivia sighed.

“Alright. But you deserve to be loved and respected. And if Charles can’t give you that, then maybe you need to rethink what you’re holding on to.”

I nodded with a forced smile.

We stepped out of the car. The sunlight felt ten times hotter. My legs were shaky, and my vision blurred.

A sudden stab of pain ripped through my lower abdomen like a knife slicing flesh from the inside.

I arched my back in agony, clutching at my stom
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    For a moment, I tensed at the way her soft chest pressed on mine. Nothing feels better than a young adolescent’s breasts perking even through her bra.Just perfect.Soft fat in the right places than her sister, who got a small cup and only wide hips. She got a jug size and hips, and she is still growing. I hugged her tightly, wrapped an arm around her back. “You recognized me, huh?” I said with a small chuckle, pulling away. “Smart girl.” She looked me up and down. “Wow, Charles… you’ve gained some weight! Looks like my sister’s feeding you well.” I just smiled. “Here,” I said, handing her the flowers. “A welcome gift.” “For me?” Her eyes widened. I nodded with a smile. She sniffed it. “It’s so beautiful and smells nice. I will show it to my sister. I will send pictures to my mom and dad too.” I forced a smile. This one talks a lot unlike her sister. I opened the door for her; she put the giant flowers on the car seat, although she couldn’t stop admiring them. I turn

  • HIS RUIN: SCORNED WIFE STRIKES BACK   YOUNG AND INNOCENT

    CHARLES'S POV When Eleanor called and told me that her kid sister was coming to stay with us, I was furious at first. The last thing I needed was some teenager lurking around, getting in my way, and sticking her nose where it didn’t belong. But that night, lying in bed, I thought about it. Margaret… blue-eyed, blonde little thing. The last time I saw her, she was twelve, all shy smiles and soft hair. Four years had passed since then. Sixteen now. Practically a young woman. I wondered how much she’d changed. How much she’d… filled out. The more I pictured her, the more my irritation melted into something else entirely. The next morning, I made sure the two women I’d had over last night were gone before Eleanor woke up. I cleaned up, put on one of my better shirts, and even shaved. I wanted to look… respectable. The kind of man a girl might feel safe around. In my mind, I could already imagine the scene—the front door opening, her standing there with that shy smile I remembere

  • HIS RUIN: SCORNED WIFE STRIKES BACK   A FAMILY CALL

    “I need some money to buy food. There’s nothing in the kitchen, and I’m very hungry,” I said, trying to keep my voice calm. He frowned, irritated that I had interrupted him. He was still wrapped around the girl and couldn’t let go. “Can’t you see I’m busy with something serious?!” he roared. The girl was still moaning—whether from pain or pleasure, I couldn’t tell. “Didn’t I talk to you about this? You’ve just come home, and you’re already asking for money? You’re a burden to me… at your old age!” “You asked me to be a housewife, Charles. You said you will provide. Then do it,” I snapped.The girls were quiet but their face expressions gave me all the hateful words that they refuse to say out. With an annoyed sigh, Charles called to the blonde. “Emmm, sweetheart, please give this woman a hundred dollars for me. Check my pants pocket.” She muttered something under her breath and picked up his pants. She pulled out a crumpled note and tossed it to the floor in front of me. I d

  • HIS RUIN: SCORNED WIFE STRIKES BACK   CRAZY

    I drew a deep breath and waited a bit to calm my nerves before going out there to face them. Every minute that passed, I felt less ready—but I had to eat. I didn’t want to risk an ulcer forming at the site of my operation. When I could no longer hear their voices, I decided to leave the kitchen. As I opened the door and stepped into the living room, I froze—shocked and disgusted by what I saw. Charles was sitting on the couch, the blonde kissing him passionately, while the redhead was straddling him in reverse cowgirl, bouncing and grinding. They were having the time of their lives, and my husband looked blissful, like a man in heaven. I guess they really made him happy. I stood there watching as Charles grabbed the redhead’s breasts and buried his face between them. Eventually, she pulled away just long enough to take off her crop top completely. He would suck, then bite, while the girls laughed at their own lewdness. “Fuck, you two are amazing,” Charles grunted, grinning li

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  • HIS RUIN: SCORNED WIFE STRIKES BACK   ARRIVAL

    I stayed a month at my friend's place, yet my husband never for once called to ask of my whereabouts. He must be glad I was gone for good. When I arrived home, Charles wasn't around. I got to the front entrance, I realized that my keycard has been deactivated. I scoffed and shook my head, then I sat down on the porch, too tired and weak. Ten, fifteen minutes passed before I heard music thumping from the distance. Then I saw Charles’s Porsche 911 Cabriolet rolling up the driveway. But it wasn’t him driving. Two young women, a blonde and a redhead, were in the front seats, bobbing their heads to the beat, jamming to the music. They pulled up slowly into the grand circular driveway and got out of the car with luxury designer shopping bags dangling from their wrists. “Oh my gosh, I had a great time! This is what I am talking about!” The first chuckled. “Girl, we are keeping him,” The second replied. "He's generous," The first added. They walked to the entra

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