Novel & Cerita Defiled Housewife

I opened it and saw that an unknown number had sent me a couple of videos via WhatsApp. To my surprise, they were footage captured by a home surveillance camera. In the video, Ethan happily hugged Grace. He said, “My old hag of a wife is like an NPC. Whenever I get close to her, she just gives me chores to do.” Grace laughed as she snuggled into his arms and said, “If you have to do everything yourself, why would you even need a wife?” “Exactly! She’s never happy. Even when I’m just eating, she tells me not to chew so loudly.”

He caught my attention. “What goal?” “She was mistreated by the Whitmore family and after being unable to conceive, they cast her out and got a new wife for Adrian Whitmore.” My mind clicked. “That's the reason she was arguing with Camille the night she soiled my suit?” Austin nodded. “She's the best possible choice, after all, she's unable to conceive, can easily be coerced and you already don't like her.” I still wasn't convinced. “Mr Henry won't vouch for you marrying a woman of lower status. We do have other options for women from higher statuses but they all have a grudge against you. They could use this to their advantage.”

Desperate times call for desperate measures. That was exactly what Bridgette did to Philip. She trapped him into believing that the child she was carrying was his, even though she knew it was terribly wrong. But when Philip discovered the truth, he was furious and filed for divorce. What would happen to her child? Who would the child grow up calling "Dad"? What if, one day, fate brought her face to face with her child's real father again? Would she finally tell him that their one unforgettable night had created a life? Or would she once again let another man bear the responsibility for her child? Enjoy reading! ^_^

I sure as hell was not going to be caught following a woman all around by my subjects so i turned right back and went to grandmother. "Child, your anger will get you nowhere with her. It is not easy to get... defiled by a man and still stay around him. Do not think she will ever forget it. She looks like a good child and i can tell he is not one of the many gold digging wenches your mother lets roam this place. Neither is she like that eel you call a wife. "

The old woman readjusted the pillows behind my head and tugged awkwardly at my huspital gown trying to seem nice , only once before the nurse (H's assitance) would leave her to me. I could not believe that philbert's mother, of whom happened to be running for governor, was indeed a very wealthy woman. We had stollen away to marry, i and Phil after his fathers disapproval at the convent, but hardly did i realize what philbert moorman had given up just to have me. It was such a complicating feeling to experience.

"You horrible, disgusting woman! You're a slutty whore who sleeps around with old men! I hope you rot in hell! I can't wait to crush your bones into powder! I'm going to use your ashes to make a toilet! Just you wait! I'II kill you someday! I'm going to kill you! How dare you give all those documents to that b*tch?! Did you think you could use her to get rid of me?! Haha. You got it wrong! That b*tch is so wretched that she came crawling back to me with those documents! That 7% shareholding of yours has gone to waste! It will become mine soon! Haha. You never imagined that, did you?! Your perfect plan was ruined by such a repulsive wench! Serves you right!" When he finished his rant, he pant

Delores flew towards a small clearing where a cute house had been built. Landing right on the doorstep, she walked into the house after wiping her feet clean. “I guess it is in a bit of a mess,” Delores mumbled as she looked around her humble home. Clothes and utensils were strewn everywhere, and no particular order could be discerned. Having lived alone for the longest time and being used to locking herself up indoor for several years straight had turned Delores, a former clean freak, into an uncaringly careless middle-aged woman.

If Daniel hadn't been by her side, her distressed state might have been no better than Delilah's. Wilfred clenched his fists, looking emotionless. "That's how it is!" Cindy wiped her tears, trying hard to keep her voice steady. "Ladies and gentlemen, I'm an uneducated housewife. My husband was just an ordinary driver for the Newhouses... We were both manipulated by Mrs. Newhouses!

I was seeing him unbelievably. What has happened to him. Why is he acting like this with me. "Before you start to think anything in your mind, let me tell you wife that this mansion was cursed by someone and it can only be free when the daughter-in-law of this house will clean it with her hands and decorate it with her efforts. So, i am forced to ask you to do this." When i was looking at him with no expressions he said these words to me while shrugging his shoulders.

And yeah, it felt good. Janet wouldn't stop explaining herself. So I blocked her number and moved out. She called every relative she could, trying to talk me down. Didn't work. For the first time in my life, I saw everything clearly. I wasn't being dramatic. I should've divorced her years ago. Before I became a full-time homemaker, I was a factory accountant. I spent my life balancing numbers. Never thought the final reckoning would be the end of my marriage. I had records of every dollar I spent. Every single one.