Dear Wife, I Hate You Novels & Stories

Then… “Anyway, that’s not the point.” I kept my tone steady. Cold. “What I wanted to say is this… Don’t start thinking that because I stopped Maya, I care. I don’t. I only did it because you’re my wife. And no one disrespects my wife. That’s all.” She stared at me. Her voice low but sharp. “Except you.” I looked at her. “I don’t disrespect you.” “Oh wow,” she scoffed. “You don’t? Of course not. You treat me like glass, just so you can break me.”

she insisted explaining with emphasis, revealing the innermost contents of his heart. "I know you hate me, so there's no need to repeat it," he replied reminding Reya, who immediately snorted. "Come on!" he said trying to seduce his wife. Without saying anything, the woman shook her head slowly. "Don't expect me to want to be accompanied by a bastard like you," she said sure, glancing sarcastically at her husband. "Instead of being accompanied by a bastard look like you, I'd better just stay in this room until I die! If don't die, there are still many ways I can do to die," she explained with a stare coldly.

I looked away from his face. "What? You don't know? What don't you know? You still like the idiot, don't you?" He asked, waiting for my answer. I didn't know what to say. "Fuck! You do!" He yelled, moving away from me for a bit. He came back, running his hands through his hair. "I hate you. You're a goddamn slut!" "Don't say those words to me!" I yelled back, making him gasp in surprise. Even I was surprised I could yell in his face like that. How dare he tell me he hated me? We were fucking married for crying out loud!

" You can't just appear and detect my life for me. You don't owe me, Nathan Swartz Demalt. “You don't owe me! Okay, I'm so sorry that I lured you to sleep with me that night. I'm so sorry that my parents sold me off to your family out of their greed. I know you hate me so much but I didn't wish for any of these . .… “I didn't wish to be your wife tomorrow or have my life tied to yours forever. I promise you, this is my wurst terror in life, I didn't goddamn want any of these, so stop hurting me! You're so damn cruel, I hate you Nathan!” Her body shook violently as tears streamed down her eyes. She hates him, he was a bad person why wasn't he happy about that.

The air crackled like static. Liam’s eyes flared, his jaw tightening as his gaze slid from Damien’s outstretched arm back to me. “She’s my wife.” His words vibrated with fury and desperation. “You think you can hide her from me?” My stomach clenched, nausea rising up like bile. The word wife felt like a chain dragging me underwater. Damien didn’t flinch. “Your wife? She’s not your possession. She’s not your prisoner. You’ve already lost the right to call her yours.”

“Disown me if it makes you happy. Your company is your company. I want nothing to do with it. Besides, I can’t stomach to work there. That place is so toxic for me. You treated me like a rug, not as your son. That’s the real reason I resigned. I’m not happy anymore.” “You’re wasting your life. For what? For this woman?” His eyes filled with so much anger and hatred as he pointed at Maverick. Blood surged through me as my fury reignited from the anger I had tried to suppress for a long time. He could insult me however he wanted, but my wife was off-limits. “I suggest you leave, father, because I won’t ever let you insult my wife again. Not now, not tomorrow. This is your idea in the first pla

I married you for your money and property and nothing else. I find you utterly disgusting and would never bring myself to love you. I hate you passionately and would wish nothing but death and destruction for you. I’ve tried on several occasions to kill you but it isn’t working which frustrates me. All I want is for all the evil in this world to come upon you, I have taken all your precious belongings and do not bother looking for me because I’ve gone somewhere far away and you will never be able to find me. Yours hatefully,

“For what you did to me tonight, I hate you. With every fibre in my body. With every bone in my body, I hate you and I’ll repay you most painfully.” Even though I appeared not to look affected, deep down, I was startled and took time to process every word that came out of her mouth. That was my wife saying all that hurtful words to me all because of some silly royals party I’ve made up my mind never to attend ever again no matter what.

"Then you came back and treated me as if I was just an ordinary person to you. I was so mad. So mad I began to hate you so much more. Do you know how much it hurt me? I hate how you always forget important things. I hate how you easily forgot our first kiss. I hate how you forgot the promise you told me when we were kids. I hate that you're just always following the orders of my dad and not yourself. I hate that you're letting yourself be controlled all the time. I hate... I hate that my father had to force you to marry me and that you agreed to it not because you want it but because it was my dad's order." "I hate you. I hate you for doing gentle things to me and changing my views about you

He never called me out on it, but judging by the tone of his voice he never forgot and now it is finally time to talk about it. “I-”, I lower my eyes, “-don’t hate you. I just can’t stand you.” “Why?” “Cause I just do.” He scoffs, “thanks, seriously”, he scoffs again, “it’s always nice to know that a person hates you for no apparent reason.” “You can’t be liked by everyone”, I state coldly. “I know that, but at least it’d be nice to know that my wife, the person who I have to spend the rest