Novel & Cerita Deserted Wife Strikes Back

“I see there is no repairing this marriage. Yet you stand there so casually. You haven't asked about our baby once. I don’t even recognize the person in front of me anymore. The little warmth I once felt for you has faded into nothing, replaced by this coldness you’re showing me. Do you really think I can just pretend everything’s normal? It’s infuriating! What do you think I am? A fool?" I felt the weight of his betrayal so heavy on my chest, choking any hope I had of returning to the life we used to share. I saw no guilt or sorrow in this man's eyes. He really thought I would just brush everything aside to be next to him, no matter what. "You expect me to stay here, keeping the house and t

Vivienne shakes her head, “He took advantage of me. When I saw you in that hospital bed, your back was covered in burns, and the doctors said you might not survive. It broke something in me. I’m not the type of woman who cheats.” “You never came to see me,” I say through gritted teeth. “I did. When they first brought you in. Before the surgery. They were still trying to remove your clothes. I ran away when I saw it.” I scoff, “So you are the type that runs when things get hard. I’m glad I didn’t marry you. I deserve a woman who accepts all of me, even my scars.” “Do you think your wife could stomach it. I’d like to see what her reaction would be. What does she do when she sees your scars?”

A patrol returned with an unconscious young woman they had found collapsed near the eastern border. She wore torn traveling clothes. Her wrists were bruised. Her feet were covered in dried blood. Lily rushed her to the infirmary. Hours later... The woman finally opened her eyes. Beauty, Alex, Elena and Marcus stood nearby. The stranger blinked weakly. "Where am I?" "You're safe," Beauty said softly. "My name is Beauty." The woman's eyes suddenly widened. "You..." She tried to sit up. "You can't stay here." Marcus frowned. "Why not?"

"This is a deal, nothing more. I'll get rid of you the first chance I get." He slammed the door, leaving me alone on my wedding night. I sat on the bed in my gown until dawn. Finally, I called him. To explain everything that happened that night. How I was trapped there. But the voice from the other side killed my urge to explain. "Hello, Seraphina," Natalia’s voice purred. "Still waiting for your husband? Sorry, he’s busy. We’re quite tired. It’s been round after round tonight." “Thanks..” My hands gripped on the phone.

"That's Elijah, isn't it? Your wife is throwing up. She's obviously exhausted from working so hard for you, and you still have the nerve to make us watch? You should be helping her right now." "Monster! Absolute monster! I'm calling an ambulance!" "This man deserves to be drawn and quartered!" Vivian's face was pale, and she could barely walk. Her back was hunched like a shrimp, her eyes were bloodshot, and tears streamed down her face from the strain. Anyone could see how much pain she was in. I set the phone flat on the table. The live stream only showed the ceiling now. When they heard the sound of water being poured, the insults directed at me lessened slightly.

"She is the one who set up the entire scenario that led to me running to Germany in the first place.” I walked toward him, my eyes narrowed, forcing him to accept my focus. “She used her own husband's stroke as a curtain to execute the perfect financial exit. She is the one who is currently coordinating with Voss to invoke the Marriage Mandate. Jason was just a stupid, greedy scapegoat. She’s the architect of the betrayal.”

“Let me make one thing clear, Nathan Miller. You're not welcome here. You're not welcome in Samantha's life. And if you continue to pester her, you'll have to answer to me.” Nathan scoffed, trying to maintain his bravado. “You think you're her knight in shining armor, don't you? Newsflash, pal; she's still my wife, and I'll do whatever it takes to make her mine again.” Aiden's hands clenched into fists, his muscles tensed and ready to strike. “You're not even her husband anymore. You lost that right when you cheated on her and broke her trust. And as for winning her back, you're delusional,” Aiden snickered, his tone mocking. “By now, you should know you have no place in her life anymore. Yo

“You here to ask what your wife looks like when she’s screaming my name?” Billy didn’t answer. He lunged. The first punch caught Luis by surprise, sending him sprawling into a wall of mirrors. The next one met resistance—Luis was stronger than he looked. The two men tangled, fists flying, grunts and curses echoing through the empty space. “You think this is about jealousy?” Billy growled, slamming Luis into a locker. “You destroyed my marriage!” Luis laughed, blood on his lips. “Your marriage was already broken, Jackson. Maybe if you weren’t such a cold bastard, she wouldn’t have needed me to make her feel alive. Face it—you bored her.”

He gently stroked her hair and then looked angrily at Megan. “We are not arguing nor discussing this. You are my wife so you do exactly what I asked you to do. Render your resignation tomorrow and stay home.” He said in an authoritative voice to end the discussion. “Your wife? You are holding another woman in my presence and at the same time commanding me to do what you want? Are you not ashamed of yourself?” she had had enough of these shameless cheaters. As soon as said the words a hot slap landed on her cheek that sent her reeling backward. Because it was unexpected, she did not have time to brace herself so she hit her knee on a coffee table that was nearby and fell in excruciating pain.

“I am not ready.” I made her wait until I was done foaming the body wash on her delicate shoulders, then I gathered her hair in my fists and applied shampoo. When my silence greeted her, she looked at me over her shoulder. Her pissed face and red angry eyes glared at me. “If you want a child so much then why don’t you fuck some other woman and build a family with her. Why are you so adamant on tormenting me? First you stalked me, married me against my will and now you want to impose a child on me?” She blurted. Her lips wobbled. “I am your wife for fucks sake not a damn breeder.” Her eyes full of sweet anger. I agonised day and night to see her emotions other than fear—even if it was her ang