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However, what was even more unexpected was the following words. "My husband is tall, powerful, and extremely noble. In terms of appearance, who in the world can be handsome as my husband? In terms of finance, who has more money than him? Maybe someone is both handsome and rich who is close to my husband. But if these two aspects are added together, I'm afraid that those who are more powerful than my husband will be extinct. I have a very high vision. Do you think everyone has the same vision as you and anyone with a low vision as you?" Monique said, glancing at Gu Xiaoxiao. Mrs. Gu was no longer as calm as before. Instead, it was as black as carbon.

The whole room was messy and the dawn was up there to welcome the new day. But one pair of eyes was not at rest. It was a beautiful sight for the Capo who was in the air of her wife.he was moonstruck at the gigglemug of his wife. She was preaky, heartsome yet bumfuzzled with many things poking her heart. HIS POV……ahead **There are no words for this woman I have! She is the epitome of beauty, compassion and love. The lit in her can make anyone down her knees.***

I mindlessly nodded. "Hahahahaha seriously! Him? He can't even get major roles in good shows!" I just stared at her. I felt a bit ashamed of what I just said. "Sorry..." I whispered. She slammed her hand at the table and brought her face closer to mine. I can finally see her. Her expression looks so frustrated and hungry that she screams she wants to eat me whole. I shivered and moved back but she grabbed my back and pulled me closer again. I am so afraid, how dare I forget she is Dohyung's wife, I am so sure she will kill me now...

His voice turned soft, even tender, saying, “Alisa, I can give you anything except marriage. Hazel’s been with me since she was eighteen. When I had nothing, and we lived in a run-down apartment that barely fit a bed and was crawling with roaches, she stayed. She was in that car crash because of me. I can’t betray her.” Alisa bit down on his neck, her voice teasing. “You love your wife that much? Tell me, then. So, what if one day she finds out the truth and decides to leave you?” Sam didn’t even flinch. “She won’t. As long as you behave, she’ll never know. She’s blind. Even if she found out, she wouldn’t leave me. My wife has a soft heart. If I beg her, she’ll forgive me.” I felt hollow. Hi

Eyes of a disturbingly fathomless black held hers steady. “Lies… again…” Electa tugged in a breath. “I decided it was time I made you pay for the months of hell I endured being your stupid blind wife.” “Blind?” he echoed musingly, indecently long eyelashes lowering slightly. “Mm-hmm… extremely blind.”

His wife was the most beautiful woman he have seen, warmer than the sun, and brightest as the stars. So bright that he went blind on his belief. His wife a devotee follower of the Earth Mother, as he loved his wife more than his beliefs and pride as warrior, he too become one. The detest and hatred from his tribe was rotting, no choice presented on his plate, he and his wife traveled and settle into a small town.

She did not even hear him when he said that he would be out for about thirty minutes as her attention was on the screen in her bed room as she shed tears. Yes, she was watching a tragic romance movie and was too busy wiping the sad sad tears from her eyes as Mara, or whatever it was the female lead was called found out that her lover had died in the faccident that had made her to become a paraplegic and that she could not remember anything except from the accident...

“I just want to get home.” “I’m sorry,” Rakar said, pulling his hand back. “You shouldn’t have seen any of that.” Revira finally turned. Her gaze was vacant, but there was a fire of anger burning behind her tears. “Shouldn’t have seen?” Revira gave a hollow laugh. “So I was supposed to remain blind forever, Rakar? To remain the stupid wife who knew nothing?” “That’s not—”

Just as I was about to launch into a tirade, I was confronted by a stranger's face and gasped instinctively. What was going on? This wasn't Donna! "Where's Donna? Where is she?" I pressed Mark, desperation creeping into my voice. He glanced between me and the woman he had his arm around, his expression darkening. Though I couldn't read his face, I could sense the change. "So she's not your wife?" Mark glared at me. "Where is Donna?" I asked again, my tone sharper. Mark twisted his neck, showing off a row of gleaming white teeth.

The voice that has been haunting me for a month. The voice, I wanted to forget. The voice that belonged to my wife. My f-cking replaced or betraying wife. My eyes turned dark and my hold tightened on her waist. Her eyes got filled with warm tears and she understood. He hates me. .. .. . .... Taddaaaaaa Abhimaan- Samaira Meeting, their eyes-lock. Unknown beautiful wife😉😉 Let's see what will happen next? Vote Comment Share