روايات وقصص ضمن A Crippled Wife In A Cold Marriage

“Ask your husband what he promised me before he married you.” Elena slowly turned towards him. Adrian looked genuinely stunned. “What promise?” he asked. Margaret smiled without warmth. “The one that made this marriage possible.” She reached into her handbag and removed a folded document. Then she placed it in Elena’s hand. At the top was the date of Elena and Adrian’s wedding. At the bottom were two signatures. Adrian Blackwell. Margaret Blackwell. And one sentence that destroyed what little trust Elena had left: In exchange for marrying Elena Hayes, Adrian Blackwell agrees that any female child born from the marriage will be surrendered to the Blackwell family.

"You were the one who wanted the baby, and you were the one who kept talking about how unfair your life was. You made it clear that you would do anything to take the child away, and I was stupid enough to listen to you. I only went along with it because I was your husband, and I thought I was supposed to support you. You can't put all of this on me now!" I watched Vidia's face crumple, but she did not interrupt him. The woman who had once been so quick to insult me, threaten me, and twist every situation to her advantage was now sitting among the broken pieces of her own home, listening to her husband deny the very life they had built together. There was no fight left in her expression, only

I lower my eyes. I tremble. "But… and me? And us? You promised me… You said we would try again… that you wanted a child, with me…" He bursts into a dry laugh. "You're sterile, Gracias. You couldn't even manage to give me a kid in three years. I've wasted enough time." The sentence falls like a blade. It resonates. It strips me naked in front of everyone. People around freeze. Some laugh softly. Others look away, embarrassed.

Everyone knew Amber Sherry was hopelessly in love with me. She would even risk her life for me. I got into a severe car accident to save her. My health never fully recovered. Because I had a rare blood type, she was terrified that something else might happen to me. She found someone with the same blood type and kept him on standby. He would donate blood to me whenever I needed it. I was also hopelessly in love with her. After she gave birth to Aria, I did not care what people thought. We gave her Amber’s last name—Aria Sherry. I did not want her to go through another pregnancy, so I got a vasectomy. Every socialite in our circle was jealous of what we had. On the day of Aria’s baby de

Or, of what good was a woman who could not bring out the animal in her man, whose beautiful face was only good in adorning the tabloids and television screens but who was as cold and unresponsive as a dead log of wood in her husband's bed. Dare shuddered at the thought of being saddled with a frigid wife like that, all because one was trying to please one's father. He felt pity for Dapo, who had an untold number of ladies of substance at his beck and call and could have had anyone of them merely at the snap of his fingers but who had to go as a humble beggar to be admitted into his own wife's bed. He shook his head visibly as he watched his friend check his diamond-studded wristwatch again.

People can marry who they want or choose not to. “Marriage is a partnership too, Nikolai. Partnership is where two people mutually benefit from each other. It was a shotgun marriage that you had and don’t tell me otherwise. I may not meddle in everything you do, but I know what you’ve been up to. Do you think I’d let you settle for a life with a mere woman like her? No. It doesn’t work that way.” “I’ll pretend I never heard this from you.” “You’ll get to jail.”

HIS SECRET WIFE: (MARRIAGE OF CONVIENCE MAFIA ROMANCE) Tropes: Forced promiximity, Plus size FMC, Mafia, Sweet mafia romance, marriage of convience, Brandy: My husband is disgusted and ashamed of me. Everyone laughed when I walked down the aisle. We were forced to marry and all he wants to do is get rid of me. His family resorted to starving me for days so I could lose weight. Once again, I am alone. I just need to keep my head down and stay out of his way.

The trauma she endured resurfaces, engulfing her in a whirlwind of discomfort and distress. ‘But know this, I am the woman of the house. I won’t let this marriage happen. If you try to go against me, Nora…trust me, I will make your life a living hell -” The juxtaposition of her current situation and the echoes of her past adds an additional layer of unease. The memories of being taken against her will intensify her discomfort, triggering a heightened sense of vulnerability and fear. The scars of her past experiences resurface, causing her to question her safety and well-being in the present moment.

I wasn’t be able to get up on the ground when I started to fell in love with her. With Blaire in my arms, when I was a bedridden man, she didn’t leave. She stayed for me. She took her responsibility as wife. She didn’t even made a wrong decision upon choosing me. She was the one who helped me, to wake me up from the reality. Being a crippled man is not a hindrance not to stand up on your own. For now, I am ready to enter the new chapter of my life with Blaire, with our kids too. This is the most unforgettable moments, unforgettable memories of my life.

Bruna’s POV My heart skipped a beat when I felt his cold fingers on my cleavage as he gripped the towel from my chest, threatening to rip it off and expose me naked. It seemed my sudden discovery about how his legs could function sometimes didn’t go well with my husband. I could see how cold and stiff he went after I questioned him about his crippled state. From how he looked down at me, I felt he would go very rough at me, just like how rough and hard his cold face looked.