A Wife And A Mother Game Novels & Stories

I looked around the party hall as we entered; it was beautiful. "Welcome to our 30th mating party! Ladies and gentlemen, put on your masks! Now, may we have all the ladies come up here?" A woman, who I think was the MC, grabbed our attention. We all stood up and went to the stage. "Okay! We will be rating you on your strength and beauty to impress your mate." I just sat in my seat as I watched them participate, along with Jess, who also wasn't interested in finding another mate. The MC continued calling the names while I secured my mask on my face.

Vivian kept her pace beside me, her eyes fixed on her phone, and I was secretly relieved she wasn’t in the mood for conversation. Our three years of marriage. Three years of unnecessary arguments and jabs. Three years of building a perfect facade of being a good husband. I had never thought we’d last this long. My initial plan was to destroy the video—the one that got me into this loveless marriage. Robert—Vivian’s father—had a video of the company’s dark past, a video that could bring my entire empire crashing down, and he was using it as leverage against me.

So he said to his mother" Mom, I am going to go meet Sarah. She has locked herself in her room. I have a feeling that she could do something to herself to save herself from Jack." His mother nodded her head in agreement but just as he turned to leave, suddenly his father Mark Watson appeared there with an elegant woman. Needless to say, she was Jack's wife Serena. When everybody looked at her they couldn't help but sigh at her fate. As she noticed everyone looking at her with weird expressions, she asked Mark Watson with confusion, " Why are they looking at me like they have seen any ghost?" "It's because of your husband's deeds." Ryan's father replied to her directly.

“Remember your limits, Nathan, the woman that stands in front of you is not that whore of a wife you have in your house. I am your mother” “My wife, is not a whore, and you being my mother does not give you the right to cross your limits with me or with her” I said, taking a step back “keep my warning in mind because believe me, my reaction would not be as calm as it is now the next time”

A small handwritten note had been added beneath the final clause. Her eyes narrowed. “This wasn't in the original contract.” Damien's expression changed. Sophia pointed at it. “What does this mean?” Damien looked at the note. For the first time since he had entered the café, his confidence disappeared. Sophia slowly read the words aloud. “The wife must never investigate the circumstances surrounding Richard Reed's downfall.” Her blood ran cold. She looked at Damien. “What does my father have to do with our marriage?” Damien said nothing but his silence made Sophia's heart began pounding.

When your son's bedtime stories came from mommy because daddy was always at another business dinner? "Ladies." I forced a smile that probably looked more like a grimace. "If you'll excuse me, I have another appointment." "Of course! Don't let us keep you from that perfect life of yours!" Mrs. Whitmore's laugh tinkled like breaking champagne flutes. I made it to the elevator before the words really hit. Perfect life. They saw what I let them see. The authentic Sera Blackwood, wife of Jonathan Blackwood, old money, new success. Mother to Oliver, the sweetest eight year old who still believed in magic and happy endings. Part-time art authenticator who worked "for fun" because surely Jonathan pr

Shalini being a mother of a daughter unconsciously held on her daughter as she sobbed silently with tears flowing down freely making Ira hold her back in return. This awe so awesome moment when took the place of grief and agony no one could realise any soon. While Farha looked away knowing the mother love everyone is familiar with she never had any day but have felt seeing others. She wiped the corner of her eyes, trying to wipe it out but when failed hugged Avni; knowing whatever and whomever stands like a mother to her is Avni or Krish's mom. Marriage doesn't only belongs to happiness but brings grief, pain and turmoil of emotions with it. Sometimes it's happy tears and smiling face and so

"I really can't say no Nathan... You helped me and without you, I would have never been here. I'll help you." Nathan swore he heard his wife shrieked. He ignored it since it eas only the concern of a loving wife. She saw the rational, even if she wouldn't say it. "Thanks for taking care of my mother. How's she coping?" "Frankly, she's been withdrawn. She hits well but you know... She hardly talks and she spends a lot of her time upstairs." Rodriguez's wife stated. Nathan momentarily doubted who made his drink. "But she made this right?" He asked, raising his drink high for her to see what he was talking about.

My daughter, Leah Haynes, couldn't stand seeing others insult me and started arguing angrily, "What are you people talking about? The woman on stage is my mom, and my dad is her real husband. That guy is the homewrecker!" The others immediately burst into laughter, their tone growing more mocking. "Like father, like daughter. So young and already trying to climb the social ladder. How twisted!" "Ms. Webster showed her affection in public, so how could their happy family of three be fake?" Trenton Ritter, who had just come down from the podium, suddenly rushed over and glared viciously at Leah. "Who are you calling a homewrecker? Are you and your dad that desperate for a power grab? Have you

I shouted. “Its Jana!” My eyes widen when I saw my wife at the door. "Wife!" "Hi there husband." She said then smirked