Novel & Cerita A Wife's Rising Road Chinese Drama

Her cheeks burned and without another word, she hurried toward the kitchen, trying her best to hold back her tears. She grabbed the nearest rag, wrung it under running water, then returned before Damien had the chance to call for her again. Everyone in the room stared at her. She bent over and wiped the table with trembling hands, praying nobody would speak. But no such luck. "Is your maid always this clumsy?" a man sitting near the fireplace asked. Before Damien could answer, another replied, "that's his wife." The room erupted. "Wife?" the first man repeated between laughs. "Damien, man, you could do better than this."

"You—you! What do you think you're doing?! I'll call the cops for harassment!" I yanked up her sleeve, revealing the familiar mole on her wrist. A bitter laugh escaped my throat. "Still pretending? I'm your husband, Hilary. I know every inch of your body. Most importantly, why are you pretending not to know me?" Her expression darkened, lips pressed tightly as she glared at me. "Husband? Are you insane? Keep this up and I'll scream for help." I chuckled coldly. "Go ahead. Let everyone hear. Let's see if they believe me—or better yet, we'll let your new man come and see for himself."

"Jerome, you can't be this cold. Talia's your wife! You're really sending her to prison yourself? Without her, these kids won't have a mother!" It made my stomach turn. Now he just said it out loud—she's my wife. No shame. I almost wanted to slap myself for bringing him into her life. "You good? Talia's your wife. Your kids' mom. What's she got to do with me? You wanted what wasn't yours. You stabbed me in the back. Now you pay." As they dragged Talia off, she twisted back and spat, "I put up with being your wife for seven years—that's more than you deserved. You think you're some prize?

"Miss Sasha, forgive me for lying to you for the first time, but I did all this for you." ***San Diego Province Building A008 came from Adam's voice. "Smack!" "Slut, I said that Imelda's illness is getting worse and worse; it turns out that you are the ghost behind your back!" "I'm just such a son, how dare you? How dare you! A middle-aged woman with yellow hair was knocked to the ground, covering half of her face and covered in bruises. This woman is none other than Adam's wife Ivy. Some time ago, Adam's son Imelda suddenly fell ill.

“Until I stopped letting him steal my money? Until I stopped being convenient?” “You were nothing!” Spittle flew from her mouth. “A pathetic little orphan playing dress-up in a life you didn’t deserve. Adrian was mine! He’s always been mine!” She seemed borderline crazy,as if she were on the verge of losing it. Just how obsessed were they with having control over my life?. A crowd was forming. I recognized people from Vale Company. From other buildings. All watching. Recording. Good. Let them see. “ he was yours?” I said quietly, “Why did he propose to me?”

Something resentful crept into the look she gave him. If he ever just told people publicly that she was his actual wife, none of this would keep happening. He never would, though. A dull ache spread through her chest. Pathetic, still hoping for a title from him after everything. She hated herself a little for it. "Mr. Cross would this count as a workplace injury?" He caught the deliberate flatness in her voice and smiled. "Sure would." The Maybach pulled into the lot at the city's central hospital. They got out together.

She should have been seriously injured by Wu Qing. It seemed that vomiting blood was still very serious. "Did Wu Qing beat you up like this?" Zhou Tian asked Jia Erzhu's wife. "Yes, this heartless thing. He kicked me and made me spit out blood." Jia Erzhu's wife looked like she did not want to die. She still loved and hated Wu Qing. Seeing her like this, Zhou Tian was really speechless. At this time, she was afraid that this woman still didn't give up on Wu Qing. Otherwise, she wouldn't have such an expression of love and hatred.

Xia Huan's expression turned utterly pale, but Su Zhehan turned and went to his study. Xia Huan glared at Su Zhehan's back. 'I'm your wife! Xia Xi is just a woman who betrayed you! But you're standing up for Xia Xi. 'After all these years... can that woman still influence you like that? 'But Xia Xi is doomed to never be able to change her fate. The position of Su Zhehan's wife will always be mine! Xia Xi can only stay in the hospital until she dies of old age!' ... Ling Yiran was dressed to the nines and attended a lavish party. Shen Weifang had gotten the invitation for her.

Or else, the person that his wife would have chosen wouldn’t be him, it would have been Yang Tian-Xu. And then suddenly he thought, “What is so great about Wang Yi-An that his wife couldn’t even compare to her?” “What is so great about Wang Yi-An that makes President Yang became someone so blind? She’s not pretty, she’s just plain, she’s not wealthy, she’s just a nobody. Why her? Did she put a spell on you?”

hissed Si Ye Han as he hurriedly covered her with his jacket , looking every where but her " I have a wife and two kids - a wife that I'm still married to you - How can you , what do you take me for ? " " But you don't love her " yelled Ning Yuya trying to get to Si Ye Han who kept a good hold of her and his jacket that was covering her body . This wasn't in her plan , she thought that Si Ye Han must be earning for her touch - similarly , how she had been earning for his . Yet reality proved different from her fantasies as Si Ye Han even refused to so much as look at her much less touch her .