American Housewife Ending Novels & Stories

I was caught off guard by how smooth everything had gone. Nodding blankly, I watched as the woman walked away. When my eyes fell on the name printed on the marriage certificate, Jayne Cooper, it sounded strangely familiar. … Night had fallen by the time I got home. Adeline was in the kitchen, busy making a pot of soup for Everett. When she saw me walk in, her smile stiffened on her face. "Why are you back? I only made enough for Everett and assumed you ate out…"

"Thank you for your trouble." "You're the one I watched grow up, why are you thanking me?" Housekeeper said kindly. "And Hazel too, I know you like Miss Ashley, but Hazel is your wife now, the young lady of the Aiden family. With the news about you and Miss Ashley these days, her heart must not be feeling good. Be good to her these days, don't be as harsh as before." Jack opened his mouth but couldn't say anything. "Okay, let's go in first." Housekeeper patted his back and said kindly.

The Unwanted Wife has finally come to an end! ✧ To be honest, this wasn’t how I originally planned to finish the story. But somewhere along the way, my heart changed, and so did the ending. I know some of you may be surprised that the epilogue was written from Lucas’ point of view, but I chose to write it not to justify his actions, but simply to tell his side of the story. I genuinely felt like he deserved that. And truthfully, I knew I wouldn’t be able to sleep at night unless I shared his backstory, and that’s how the epilogue came to life.

I opened it and saw that an unknown number had sent me a couple of videos via WhatsApp. To my surprise, they were footage captured by a home surveillance camera. In the video, Ethan happily hugged Grace. He said, “My old hag of a wife is like an NPC. Whenever I get close to her, she just gives me chores to do.” Grace laughed as she snuggled into his arms and said, “If you have to do everything yourself, why would you even need a wife?” “Exactly! She’s never happy. Even when I’m just eating, she tells me not to chew so loudly.”

"If you keep harassing me like this, don't blame me for making a scene." Charlene's body went rigid. The arms that had been wrapped around me finally went slack and dropped to her sides. I walked into the cabin without looking back and closed the door, shutting out everything about her. That night, she stayed outside my cabin until dawn. The next morning, when I opened the window, she was already gone. On the table, my phone lit up with a new message from Louis. "Mr. Townsend, Ms. Downing has signed the divorce papers and has voluntarily given up all marital assets. She also asked me to pass along a message to you—'I wish you a bright and promising future ahead.'"

Vanya POv I watched my husband kiss another woman while I lay dying in a hospital bed. But let me go back to how I got here, because this story starts with me being the perfect housewife who thought love meant sacrificing everything for people who never loved me back. "Bernard, honey, could you please help me carry these dishes to the dining room?" I called out sweetly from the kitchen, balancing three heavy plates in my arms while steam rose from the freshly cooked meal I'd spent two hours preparing.

And I imagined how our lives would have played out if I had said to hell with it and taken her with me to Aspen instead of leaving her with the wolves to devour. I felt a bit bad that I was keeping Estera away from work and the boys but after video calling home and seeing how well the boys were getting along with Aunt Sophia and my mother, I relaxed a little. I ushered her up the porch to the front door, taking out the key to unlock it. The entire place was so quiet it was unnerving. I doubt I have seen this place this deserted before We have sent all the domestic workers to the house I bought after my sham wedding with Mary Antoinette Dallas. The place was empty and the only servants left