Dear Wife, I Hate You Novels & Stories

I said as I wipe my non existing tears. "You both are mental!" Usher snickered to us. And we both glared at him . "What?" He asked like his shocked "Shut up! Your also mental!" We three laughed. Well, as I said I do have plan on settle down. But contrary to that, I still not yet found the woman that's right for me. As I can see, women just after my fame, money and bodddy???. Hhahaha.. of course please don't get me wrong people! Peace.. ✌️✌️✌️

"But stop being stubborn" My gaze sharpen and I rolled my eyes again. "I'm not stubborn" I hissed flaunting the annoyance in my voice. His sexy low laugh filled my ears and once again, the familiar shiver runs in every fiber of my veins that made my stomach flutter. My pulse quicken in response and I felt like my heart wanted to burst out because of the sudden combustion. Seriously? "So are we good now?" He inquire. "I still hate you" I replied. I heard him groan. "You can't hate me, wife. I am your husband. You can't hate your husband" he insist.

“Now that the blonde bumpkin is gone, why don’t we continue where we ended?” The words made me sick to my stomach. I shifted backward, letting her hand fall to the bed like a dead thing. Then I grabbed my shirt, pulled it over my head, and stormed toward the door. But I paused at the doorway. Just for a second. I turned back to her. “I hate you,” I said through gritted teeth. “You’ve ruined my life. And I swear… if you ever come near me or my wife again, that’ll be the last time anyone ever sees you.”

During their courtship, they used to joke about how corny it was to write each other letters—and now, here he was, sending her one. She wet her lips and kept reading: “I know I failed you. I was a bad husband. I treated you terribly and humiliated you. Maybe it’s bold of me to expect anything from you, but I regret my stupidity and my awful behavior. I messed up with you in every possible way. To me, you’re the most special person I’ve ever known—a strong woman who fought and overcame, a kind woman who has made up for all her past mistakes. I love you in a way I’ll never love anyone else.”

She squeals, and I love how wild she is getting. But at the same time, I detest her sense of regard for me. I hate how she is speaking to me as if I am nothing. I hate the mere sense of her hatred for me, and how she is regarding me is unacceptable. I am anything but trash, for devil’s sake! “Let’s see if you will still have the same garbage to moan when I have you sprawled on my bed as your fucking husband, Dia.”

"why? That woman took my husband away. She took away Malcom from you and made me live a lonely life at such a young age .. why else do you think?" "That's a human life! Mom, how could you be so vicious and cruel?" Jeremy bellowed. "Vicious? How dare you say I'm vicious?" Looking at Jeremy, Lydia's eyes were brimming with tears. "Anyone else can call me vicious and cruel, but not you! You're my son, my own flesh and blood. I went through so much just to raise you. You can't say that about me!"

“This is the number one reason why I hate you?” "You dare to call me a bad mother?" I shouted, my voice echoing in the room. "What kind of man humiliates his own wife like this? Your grandfather drugged me and sent me to his bed just to have you!! Your father cut my face angrily!! Was it my fault that our parents wanted me to marry him at all cost? Was it my fault? Yes he raped me but what can I say? He is my husband!!!. Rylan, I hate you!! Everyday I wish that you could die!!!”

Silent followed, only silent "You left the wedding, you left me, I am your wife, your newly wedded wife and you just left me here for days like some kind of trophy, I am your wife....." "No you are not" he yelled coldly, scaring the hell out of me. "You are not my wife, you can not be my wife and you can never be my wife do you understand...?" his eyes filled with hatred shut daggers at me. "But, but....."I protested though I got the answer, I just didn't want it to be true. "You are an imposter, a nobody, a thieve" he spat and his words were like venom sending excruciating pain all over my body.

" And so? if he happens to be your only child, does it mean he doesn't deserve any privacy with his newly married wife? "I am so disappointed in you . How would I have thought that you would ever think of talking to me in such a manner . Here I am trying each day to make sure that you and my soul are comfortable ,and all you have to say to me is this trash. Well let me make it clear to you that this is my son's house, and I raised him myself . No one can take me far away from my son ,not even you . You better stop all these because it won't work out for you".

Erwin Wilson understood, he typed: “I follow my husband!” For some reason, seeing the word “husband”, Frederick Hall’s ears warmed up a bit. He cleared his throat. “Let’s go back to the party. I will deal with my family's side.” Erwin Wilson didn’t even want to get up. He thought for a moment and typed: “I don’t want to stay at Wilson’s for too long!” Simply because there was Hein Wilson. For some reason, he felt uncomfortable just seeing Hein Wilson’s face. He also didn’t want to spend his energy dealing with a “fake fool” like him. He’s tired.