Being His Unwanted Wife Mga Nobela at Kwento

Was his wife here to catch them red-handed? Before she could explain, Will’s wife said snappily, “Does life in the Tremont household and Mark Tremont not live up to your expectations? You’re married. Why are you still involved with someone else’s husband? I’ve always wondered what’s so special about the girl who got away. Now I know that you’re nothing but a dishonorable sl*t!”

The headline says: "ASHCROFT FOUNDATION RETURNS—LEO SERRANO AND WIFE EXPECT FIRST CHILD." Wife? The world tilted on its axis. "They… married?" Pandora's tone is subdued. "Two months ago. Secret wedding in Paris. That's how she received diplomatic coverage—she's now legally part of the Ashcroft board by marriage." "She manipulated us," I gasp. "She wanted us busy so that she could set up her power pieces." "No," Pandora answers. "She wanted Cassian dead. But not before… " I look at her. "Before what?"

Maybe it was some strange mixture of relief, anger, bewilderment, maybe empathy for her. I had dreaded the marriage, and yet now being taken away-the sudden realization was sort of off-the-wall. “Why should you tell me this?” I asked, lowering my voice. "So that you know where I stand," she said, voice unwavering. "I am not going to pretend to buy into this nonsense. I highly recommend you do the same." She rose, scooping up her books. “Now, excuse me while I attend to some much-needed studying.” With that, she exited leaving me there thinking in circles. Forced marriage, broken engagement, Karen's reappearance - such a mess my life had become and I had no idea how to fix it.

He hugged his wife tightly as he utters this word, “Lord, thank you! Babe, I love you!!! I love you so much!!!” It overjoyed Alyssa with what her husband said. She hugged him back. The first day she saw him suddenly flashback in her mind. It’s the day of their wedding where she first fell in love with him. Alyssa smiled to herself as Alyssa reminiscing it. She can’t believe that a former so-called “The Unwanted Marriage” has become a most promising relationship. ______THE END______

Elena said to him without any emotion. "Nooooo. I will not give you divorce" Sebastian shouted at her. "But I want divorce. I love someone else. I want to marry him. I want to have kid with him. I want to make a family with him" Elena said to him. "Shut upppp. You are mine. Just mine. Don't dare to take other's name. You belong to me" Sebastian shouted at her. Elena smirked hearing this. "No one want a broken person like you Mr. Sebastian Knight. When your own mother didn't accept you how could you think that I will accept you as my husband? You are an unwanted person" Elena said to him. Her tone was fill up with disgust and hate.

I all but barged into his office. My heart breaks at the realization. I’m most definitely his unwanted fated mate. If I hadn’t suspected it then I certainly confirmed it now. I’m so pathetic that I can’t even hide my spike of infuriating arousal at my mate’s scent. My body hasn’t followed the memo. I’m unwanted like always. Oh, for moon’s sake, he has a fiancee. A beautiful one. He probably didn’t think he’d ever have to deal with a blubbering unwanted mate. That’s why he kept his distance in the first place.

he scoffed at me dismissively. He withdrew himself from the bed and stood tall on the edge of the bed, “Just because I knocked you up doesn’t mean I have interest in you.” Then he looked at me with disdain and scorned, “I won’t even look at you!” His insults penetrated down to my bones. “But you agreed to marry me, didn’t you? So why–” I cried but was cut off. “–I don’t know if you are stubborn or just simply an idiot!” Then he turned around and made a ridiculous remark, “I can easily discard you whenever I want. You are just here because of that stupid thing growing inside you.”

Her words seared through me, every syllable a dagger to my chest. “Who… who am I getting married to?” I asked at last, my voice barely more than a whisper. My chest felt heavy, each word dragged out of me like it weighed a thousand pounds. I looked at Claudia with pleading eyes, though I already knew mercy was something she would never give. “Adrian Blackwood,” she said at last, her tone dripping with mockery. “A poor nobody. No family name, no wealth, no future. Just the kind of man fit for you.” You should be happy he married you with your debt.

"Or did you love the idea of having a wife? The status of being married, having a Luna, presenting a complete family unit to your pack? Because Matthew, love requires seeing someone as they actually are, not just what they can provide for you. And by your own admission, you never saw Bianca at all." My hands were clenched so tight my nails drew blood. "What do you want me to say?" "I want you to admit the truth. Not to me—I already know it. To yourself." She paused. "You married Bianca knowing you didn't love her. You spent four years using her labor and dedication while offering nothing genuine in return. You prioritized another woman over her repeatedly, openly, without regard for how it a

In college time whenever we made love, I have tried to kiss him but he never let me do it. Oneday I asked him " Why he is not kissing me while we are doing it" For that, he replied in harsh tone "he will kiss only his real wife not some ugly bit*h like me".. After hearing his words, I understood that he is just using me to fullful his lust and at the same time he is punishing me in the sexual way for the mistake I had made.. After that, I don't expect anything from him..Whenever he call me, I will go to his room and allow him to fullfull his lust..For me, my husband making love to me..But for him, i am bit*h who he is using to release his lust...