Novel & Cerita Deserted Wife Strikes Back

"Mrs. Lawson, please take care of yourself. We are very sorry. Mr. Lawson's yacht was involved in an accident. We've already arranged for professionals to carry out recovery operations, but it's been difficult. There was also a sudden storm, so—" "Stop talking nonsense! I want to see my husband!" she shouted like she had lost her mind, tears pouring down nonstop. Her whole body trembled violently, and she refused to let anyone touch her. Then, Luis showed up. Without a word, he slapped her hard across the face. “You useless wench! You couldn’t secure the contract, and now, the man is gone too!" Nancy's lip split open from the slap. She looked almost deranged as she shouted back, "This is all

ica walking ahead and the rest of them running after her Like a mother hen running after an eagle. .......... Bethany had just returned home from the company. She was sitting on the couch in the living room when her phone suddenly rang out. She left a small smile on her lips when she saw the caller ID, it's been over ten hours since she has spoken to Erica and Jenna–seeing her call just now made her day better as she imagined the news that Erica must have hoarded away for her. “Hey Miss Burnett, are you up to something?” Erica asked. “Quit talking nonsense, Erica. Tell me what the latest updates are. Have you come face to face with that woman yet?” Bethany asked in a cold voice. “Well, you w

I heard about Isla's exit the same way I had heard about most things during my marriage. From someone who thought they were doing me a favor. Her name was Constance — a woman I had met twice at Damien's industry events and who had apparently decided, in the weeks since my emergence as Serena Caldwell, that we were close enough for her to serve as my personal intelligence source on the movements of my husband's mistress. She called on a Monday morning with the breathless energy of someone delivering information they have been holding since the weekend and can no longer contain.

I kind of felt like I deserved this. I didn’t think this was cheating. I didn’t think it should count. I won't think about Ryan or what he did. This isn't about him... It's about me. I had been the perfect wife. Loyal. Quiet. Supportive. I had been the ideal daughter-in-law, the flawless sister-in-law. I gave everything. I lost everything. I think, just for once… I deserve to be reckless. Just one night.

one of them said, his tone firm but respectful. She turned slowly, squaring her shoulders, her head held high as though she hadn’t just had her life ripped out from under her. “Don’t touch me,” she said calmly, quietly stepping forward. Pausing at the doorway, she glanced over her shoulder, sparing a glance at Jamie before her eyes locked with Kai’s. “Enjoy this moment while it lasts. Because when I come back, I’ll take everything you’ve stolen—and more.” Without waiting for a response, she stormed out, her head held high as she walked past her curious looking staff, reminding herself that she’d be back.

I reversed out of the driveway, his shouts of my name echoing in my wake. Tears fell like rain as I drove away, away from the only home I had left. I had nowhere to go. I was alone, truly alone, for the first time in my life. I had no one to turn to. I was completely and utterly alone. I couldn’t bear the thought of seeking refuge at my father’s house. The last time I was there was the day he married me off to Ryan like I was some sort of property. He, of all people, would be happy to see me in this condition, and I wouldn’t be shocked if he knew about my sister’s involvement with my husband.

I leaned in, my voice dropping to a mocking whisper. “Why are you so desperate to protect your ex-wife when you’ve already replaced her with a younger, more… fertile college girl?” He glared at me, but his words were slurred, his anger lacking its usual bite. “Maybe I… realized I fucked up?” “Oh, poor baby,” I mocked, enjoying his discomfort. “Having a sudden attack of conscience, are we? Trying to be a considerate husband now? Too late, my friend.” “If Agatha really knew what kind of trash you were…” he started, his voice thick with drunken anger.

When she noticed that I had really deactivated the security alarm, she immediately took her phone and was about to alert the cops, but I managed to talk her out of it. Dropping her phone, she once again asked me what I wanted, and instead of telling her that I was angry at her for the way she had been attacking me since she came back, I simply told her that I wanted to talk to her, and as we were talking, I made sure to clarify to her that I didn't consider her as an enemy, and if that was the reason she had been attacking me, then she needed to stop. At this very moment, the only thing that I wanted was for both of us to be on good terms, but what I didn't expect was for her to ask me was w

I said, my voice cold with quiet fury. “Me? Shameless? How?” she laughed. “Yes. You are so shameless. You couldn't find your own man, so you destroyed my home?” I smiled darkly. “You are not just shameless. You are a Whore. A cheap, pathetic whore!” "What! You called me a whore? How dare you?" She said as she raised her hand and slapped me on my cheek. I barely reacted before she poured her wine over herself and dramatically collapsed to the floor, crying.

“I’m sorry to hear that. It’s not like I beat my wife.” She rolls her eyes again. “You might not beat her, but you are a stuck-up son of a bitch, and people like you deserve to get tortured.” “Are we going to have sex or what? ” “You’re so desperate, it’s pathetic.” She picked up her clothes and started getting dressed. “Why are you doing that?! ”“Patience,” she replied, smiling. “I’m running out of that! As you can see,” I say, “I’m dictating to my dick.” “I’m ready! ” she shouts. I frown as a door opens. My mouth dropped open when Crystal walked out. She had a huge smile plastered across her face. “What the hell is this?! Crystal?! ” “Shut up, Draven! Just shut up! ” The woman pulled out