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I have been trying my very best to avoid her. Not able to concentrate any more on the novel I am reading titled "The Billionaire's Unwanted Bride", which is somehow related to what is about to happen to me, I drop the book. I picked this book up from the bookshop I went to yesterday because of the title. I am going to be a billionaire's wife too very soon and I am also unwanted. I want to know what happened to the billionaire's bride who was unwanted by the billionaire. Getting to where the billionaire was treating her harshly made my heart sink so low that I feel like the same thing is going to happen to me too.

He had an average job in banking, average build, and an average 5-inch cock that had never quite satisfied her. They'd been married three years, and the fantasy had started as pillow talk. "What if a real man fucked me while you watched?" she'd teased one night after he'd cum too quickly again. It escalated to new fantasies and wishes every njght, but one thing Cindy noticed was thst anytime she talked about her hotwife fantasy Mark's cums freehand like a broken facuet. Cindy kept her fantasy to herself, always masturbating to her lewd thoughts, but never acting on them. She wanted to remain a prim and proper wife to her husband…..keeping their bed undefiled.

Who does not want lose me for a sec? We are so close to each other. So close. I should feel bad but I am feeling so good. I want to sleep in this arm whole life. I really want to but what he said our first it start ringing "I am not interested in you. I feel so disturb when I see you" It make me cry always. I hate to admit it torn me into pieces when I get to know it was just a business marriage he never wanted me. I am just a UNWANTED UGLY WIFE for him. He was never interested in me.

He made fun of me for what seemed like hours and only when he was tired did he get up. “When you get done with work let’s meet downstairs so we can head out” “I just sa-“ “You don’t have to fuck asshole. We can drink and ohh that phone you gave me to check the other day. Mannn crazy stuff” that got all my attention. “What did you see?” I asked eagerly. “I don’t know any of those bitches….”I wanted to correct him for using the word bitches but now was not the time “…..i think one of them wants to kill her husband and ohhh one of them is pregnant” What?

"Yes, I'm sorry. I just drowned in the juice. Well, you're right, no wife will allow their husband to be robbed. But we also can't say that others are rich who are having an affair or committing a mistake." "I agree, there are so many people doing it now. Choosing other women than their own family and some women choose to be mistresses." I agree. We talked until we finished eating and went around. Even though we have only just met, she is kind and sociable. Jhazzy POV I didn't expect Thunder's wife and me to cross paths, I came one day that destiny was with me. She trusts me so easily. What could Thunder like about her is that she can't seem to break dishes.

"Five years after the marriage, the young woman was beginning to become a woman, even if she did not allow her husband to join her. Becoming a woman was out of all options, there was no possibility of her doing something so vile and distasteful against herself. Francesca spent so much time looking for a way not to bow to that vile family from which her husband came, the young woman refused to become a woman under the protection of that blood that had never done anything to help her family. Months passed, until finally, through an oversight of her mother's maids, the young woman found an old but still well-preserved book on the table in the library of the mansion. The book was there, carefull

* *"Heartbroken Eva: Rejected and Alone" *"Everyone Loves Max and Sara's Love Story - Poor Eva"* *"The Wife Nobody Wants: Eva's Sad Life in Max's Shadow"* *"Forgotten Eva: Max Cozies Up to Sara"* I can't stop reading them over and over. I keep hoping it'll hurt less if I read them enough. But it doesn't. It just makes the pain worse until I can barely breathe. They think I'm a joke. A woman who couldn't keep her husband. A wife left for someone prettier, sexier, better, desirable.

But he just laughed at my words and rebutted, “For all I know, they only cared about that thing inside of y–” “A baby! A child! Our chi–!” I screamed. He topped my voice with dominion, “–Once you give birth, you will be out of our lives! They will raise that ‘THING’ to be my successor,” putting an emphasis to the most insulting word. “This is your child I’m carrying!” I wailed. I was so fixated on not letting my child feel unwanted to the point of neglecting other factors–like the fact that I am disposable and just a mere tool after all.

I was the host that day, yet I didn't receive a single glance from my mother, as if I were her enemy instead of her daughter. During a break, I went to the restroom and accidentally overheard a conversation between Wendy and her friend. Her tone was smug, as if she had pulled off some grand feat. "Luckily, your uncle holds a high position at that old witch's company and helped me gather her preferences! Now that I've successfully become her daughter, you all can expect some benefits in the future!" Her friend chimed in, "I heard she hates pick-me girls, so you'd better not get caught! Haha… just thinking about how easy it is to manipulate that old hag makes me laugh!"