Discarded Housewife Novels & Stories

The old woman seemed to finally give up on her idea. After lunch, my mother-in-law helped me do the dishes while Zeke took a phone call from his grandfather and went upstairs. I couldn't imagine a rich and sophisticated woman knowing how to do the dishes, too. I could feel that the old woman was naturally kind and sweet. She wondered and asked why the maids weren't around to do the chores, so I lied and said that Zeke gave them a vacation since we were on our honeymoon. I was glad my mother-in-law bought the lie and never suspected a thing.

It will hurt them more. That why I chose to be misunderstood as someone who has a heart that is hard as stone. That’s why now, I am bothered by the look on face of Jana. I may not experience romantic love but I earn lots of love from my friends and ex-friends. "Penny for your thought my wife?" My husband ask me. My husband. Until now I can't believe that I am Mrs. Ottave now. "Jana." I only answered. He heaved a sigh "Hon please, stop thinking about her okay?"

Their car had contained so much stuff, as if they were being forced by their girlfriend to make their home into a place worth living in for when she was going to move in, her having some standards unlike her apparent boyfriend, who had just been piling up his old stuff in overflowing rooms, which had then led to crates and boxes beginning to leak out into the hallways and covering almost all the countertops in the house. It wasn’t Lila’s fault that they were airing out all of their dirty laundry at the recycling centre as well. The man was lean and lanky, picking up the old, boxy television and VHS player combo with a little trouble as he accused of his wife being too picky, complaining that

The room filled with murmurs and banters, the women expressing their disbelief in the result. Mrs Riordan hummed as she got a taste of Anna’s food. “Her food is exceptional, oh my. Where did you learn?” Anna laughed. Where did she? Her marriage in her past life taught her a lot. Remember when she said she gave up everything to become a housewife? Not the housewife like most of the women in the room. She had to do chores, wake up early in the morning, and do a whole bunch of chores all because she liked a guy. All because she fell in love.

Manny could see the look of disapproval on her face through the mirror but she was going anyway. She couldn't stay idle at home all day. “Look, I'm going okay. Not all of us are cut out to be housewives.” Manny shot and Josie feigned an angry expression. Since she got married to Tristan, she decided she didn't want to work anymore, and she quit her job. She saw in movies the billionaire's wives becoming housewives and it turned out great for them, why should it be any different for her? “I am a proud housewife. Besides, you've been staying at home is what you've done for the past one month.”

Bhuvi pushed her back to her room. While Glara was occupied with Erina's situation, Martha had a different experience. Since her company declined and some projects were canceled, Martha was busy organizing her belongings. She could no longer maintain her father's legacy and her childhood home. The house had to be seized by the bank to settle the loans she used to cover expenses.

She could not believe it was more tiring than her workout sessions. Mrs. Holt snapped pictures of the sizes and zipped them off to Madam Guller. "Alright, you guys look wiped. Let's grab some tea," she suggested. Over tea, Helma and Rana listened to Mrs. Holt's tales. She was from old money too. Instead of marrying some well-matched guy like Madam Guller, she chose the wild and free life, buying up a slice of paradise to build her dream home and follow her bliss. Helma could not help feeling a twinge of envy for that kind of unbridled freedom.

I’m not surprised at all that he cheated on his wife. GuineaPoggPotty: Isn’t the homewrecker from our neighborhood? A while ago, the people in my area started to gossip about her when they saw her living alone with her daughter. We thought there was something off. She is raising a child alone without a job, yet she lives in a mansion. We guessed that she was a kept woman. Turns out she really is!

“A woman is often the one who makes sacrifices in a marriage. I quit my job back then to care for our baby at home—give birth and take care of our child. I became a full-time housewife, but what did I get? I was disconnected from society and lived my life around my husband and child. I didn’t have the time or mood to look presentable. “Just like that, I accidentally became a plain-old housewife. I gave so much but they meant nothing to others. I was blamed for not coaxing our child when he cried, and I was condemned for not taking good care of him when he was sick. I was criticized for not raising our child well although I was always at home.

“Mrs. Jensen?” “Well,” the old woman said with a mischievous twinkle in her eye, “my husband and I… we couldn’t let everything go to waste. Madam Aria was always good to us. My husband said that the maids saw how she was kicked out of the house and had no time to get her things. When the order came down to throw everything away, my husband secretly took what he could. Important things. Personal things. We are not rich, you know... and there's no way we could thank her for everything she did for our family. So we thought that this was our small way of thanking her.