Discarded Housewife Novels & Stories

As the marketing director, I led my team alongside charity staff to the Hawthorne Psychiatric Hospital. I never expected to see Sophie there. From a conversation with a nurse, I learned that after being expelled, she had gone insane. Her relatives considered both her and Megan a disgrace. No one was willing to take her in, so the police sent her to the psychiatric hospital. What she went through during those days of wandering, no one knew. Shortly after she was admitted, doctors discovered she was pregnant. Every day, she would murmur to her belly, "Don’t come looking for me. Don’t come looking for me."

She said she could not cook and that laundry detergent would hurt her hands, so I handled every chore myself. Yet the woman who never touched a dish at home somehow had the energy to wash clothes in another man’s place. She had even shown up at Yulan’s place in a lace camisole. The two of them looked more like a married couple than Snow and I ever did in our eight years together. Seeing Snow’s clothes scattered across the floor, I decided I was done cleaning up after her. Soon, all of her things would be packed up and taken out of this house anyway. There was no reason for me to lift a finger.

"I'll stake my own life on this. I didn't add anything strange to it. You've all seen this bottle of wine on the stream. Any fans want to try some?" One bold woman actually took a big gulp. "I believe Vivian is a good woman. I drank it, and nothing's wrong." I started a timer and told her to stay calm. "Vivian was spoiled like a little princess since childhood. Her cooking skills are terrible. What you saw on the stream, her ability to cook, that's all progress she made in the past three years. "As for housework, don't even get me started. Vivian never did housework herself. Every two weeks, she'd have my mother-in-law come clean the house, claiming she didn't want her mom to feel lonely.

“You took an abandoned woman, gave her everything, status, a new name, wealth, affluence, and power.” He paused and added, “And see how she turned you to a laughingstock.” Elliot chuckled. “Laughingstock?” “It seems you've still not grasped the gravity of the situation, Elliot.” Mr Vance smirked, “Have you thought of what would happen should this news spread? That a woman, the ex-wife of the Whitmore, of no noble family deceived you so adeptly?” “Dad, you're mistaken.” Elliot laughed. “She didn't just deceive me. She deceived you, and the entire Vance family.”

To avoid being the topic of gossip, I could only use disposable items every time I went to my girlfriend, Erica Livingston's, house. She made me use disposable slippers in her house, and disposable utensils when we had our meals. Even when I stayed the night, she prepared disposable sheets for me. "If someone saw any of your things at my house, I wouldn't know how to explain it," she would tell me every time. "I'll get you everything you deserve once we go public." I waited three years for that to happen, and I had to enter her house every time as if I was a guest. This continued until one day, when she held a birthday party for her assistant, Ryan Strobe, at her house. When I opened the

Nobody said anything while she typed, the only sound in the room was the quick clicking of keys and her own breath catching once, sharp. "There," she said. "There it is." She turned the screen around. A property listing, old, barely indexed, a warehouse on the outskirts of the industrial district south of the city. The name on the registration, faded in a scanned document that looked like it hadn't been touched in years, read *Shantelity Storage & Holdings.* My heart started pounding. "That's it," I said. "That has to be it." The room went very quiet. "The lock number," I said slowly, the pieces finally sliding into place all at once. "Rousseau, warehouses like that, storage units, places wi

The full moon hung heavy in the sky, casting long shadows across the territory and serving as a silent witness to my misery. Sighing as I dropped the piece of fabric that I've been using to clean the packs administration office for the past hour, I crouched down to the floor, trying to regain a little energy. My inner wolf whined, her paws pacing restlessly in my mind as the scent of lemon polish and old paper filled my sensitive nose. But the low creak of a sound sends me standing immediately, and Zach walks in with an exhausted expression, not even sparing me a glance.

Between them, Lucas in a tiny suit, holding both their hands. A perfect family. A magazine cover. The picture I had once believed I would be in. My eyes dropped to the comments. Vanessa is such a devoted mother. He is lucky to have her. Where was the first wife though? Probably a gold digger, good riddance. Gold digger. A sound tore out of me, half laugh, half sob. A passing woman glanced over and quickened her step. Five years of my life, erased. And not one person was asking where I had gone.

She wouldn’t say anything and would finish off her final week at Havermouth High as the Triquetra’s Whore, rather than their discarded sex toy. She stood and looked around the room at all the things that had seemed so important just a couple months before when she had packed them to move to Havermouth. She went through to the kitchen and edged around Tiffany’s dinner preparations in order to get the garbage bags. In her bedroom she began a ruthless cull of her possessions, dragging two full garbage bags through the house and out to the rubbish bin.

“Wow. I pity his current wife. But I heard from my boyfriend who works at the Gray Co. that the current Mrs. Gray is an absolute Karen.” “Yeah, I’ve also seen several tweets about her. I heard she also collects men and just dumps them anytime she wants. Totally gross!” As I was listening to the gossip, I can conclude who that adult actress they were talking about. Minerva told me a friend of Darwin’s and his housekeeper was a former prostitute. It’s sad to know that people still remember you for who you once were, even though you already entered a new stage of your life… I saw a coffee vending machine nearby and realized it was newly installed here. Glad that I sat here and listened to the g