Aggressive Wife Novel Novels & Stories

"This morning, I went to get Dr. King's signature and accidentally knocked over a file. It was all written there. Skye never had heart disease. He never needed a transplant. Mr. Levine… His heart was cut out alive and sewn back in. He was toyed with until he died." Eira's mind exploded. Images of our once-happy life as a family of three surged up. Gripping the bed rail, her voice turned shrill. "Skye Whitley!" Meeting his terror-stricken eyes, Eira snatched a scalpel from the side tray and drove it into his chest. "Die!" Chaos erupted instantly. Screams, shouts, people trying to intervene. Some onlookers even snapped photos and videos. Police arrived quickly. The evidence piled up fast. Eira

— Adrian emerged from the sleek black car, his appearance exuding an air of sophistication that commanded attention. The evening sun cast a golden hue on his perfectly styled hair, and his piercing blue eyes gleamed with a mixture of desire and possessiveness. As he approached Lillian, his gaze never wavered, fixed upon her like a predator eyeing its prey. This woman was his wife and couldn’t be more thankful. Lillian, clad in the same black dress that she had worn to collect her wedding certificate. It accentuated her curves, radiated confidence with every step she took. Her eyes, a deep shade of sapphire, shone with an inner strength that matched her graceful demeanor.

After we signed, she couldn't resist one last jab. "Kyle, from now on, I'm your boss's wife. First day at the company, I'm firing you. And this?" She waved a villa's property deed in my face. "That's a luxury villa in a gated community—mine. Look at you. No money, no talent, nothing. Being with you these past few years was torture." I just smiled as she flaunted the deed. She thought it was real. It wasn't—just a fake Fay had mailed her.

I asked not understanding his words. "When you said you were not my wife and I felt little sting in my heart and I don't want to listen that coming from your mouth. I did not felt anything bad when you call me rude and arrogant but when you said I am not your wife that's the minute I want to kill everyone whoever watching you with lust in their eyes. This will be reminder to you whenever you say you are not mine," he said with arrogant smirk. I just hate this arrogant guy. "Love you crazy wife," he said with mischievous grin.

Jane will not immediately realize her mistake even though Tiffany has helped to solve her company's problems. “Yes, I agree with you, Mrs. Jane. Maybe Tiffany did that just to get attention from you, Rossalie, and Edward. She did that so that you would forget about the matter of Mr. Dave's death that was caused by Mr. Vladimir.” Argo begins to play on the side of the Alexander family. It made Mrs. Jane immediately smile because he had been on the side of her family. “Yeah, that woman is disgusting.” “Same with her parents, they are all very disgusting indeed.”

she turned her face the other way. Oliver clenched his fist hard “You are coming home back with me whether you like it or not, now get up” he ordered “No” she said to him stubbornly “You know I can carry you out of here right?” “You want to take me home against my wish?” “Yes” “I'm your wife doesn’t mean you should take me home by force” “You should have known what you signed up for the day you decided to be my wife” “So now it’s my fault that I’m in this situation with you”

"The custody agreement—" "It was signed by a woman who had just given birth and thought she didn't have any other choices." Elena held Emma comfortably. "A good lawyer could get rid of that agreement before your husband even finishes his coffee. A great lawyer could make sure he never sees this child again unless you say it's okay." It was like there was a gun between us. I could fight back. I could stop being the weak, left-behind wife and become the strong woman I was born to be. I could make Mikel and Sophia pay for what they did, and make them realize what they lost.

Hannah embraced him with a pleasant smile when she noticed the weird look he carried and she retorted worriedly, “What's eating you up, honey” “Nothing” Mr. Richard replied almost immediately, and he intended to bypassed her, but his wife held his right hand which made him fixed his gaze on her, and he retorted coldly, “What do you want?” “I want you to make Agatha the CEO of your companies as you intended to do for Sarah, and stop giving us attitude because we aren't the one who betrayed you. it was your so-called beloved daughter, Sarah in case you had forgotten” Mrs. Hannah replied in a higher tone.

"That cake is for Ashton. Why did you take it without asking?" "Oh my, Mrs. Anggia. Everywhere, whatever belongs to a husband automatically becomes the wife's. If this cake is for Mr. Ashton, then it's no problem for me to taste it too. After all, I am his wife," Alice emphasized the word 'wife' directly in front of Anggia to make her realize not to keep trying to tempt her husband. "Besides, why are you so persistent in bothering another woman's husband? Mrs. Anggia, aren't you available or something?"

Anton turned to look at it when the newscaster mentioned my name. On the screen in bold, black letters were the words: Trouble In Paradise: Is Damian Donovan Loosing His Charms Or His Wife? Closely following this was a video clip of when I punched Colin. I grabbed the remote control and turned off the television, but Anton had already seen it. With his eyes bugging in surprise, he turned to me. "Did that happen today?" "It did. That son of a bitch has just proven that he's not just after my company. He's also after my wife. I swear, Anton, I will make him pay for this. He must pay."