Novel & Cerita Drunk Wife

I thought back to all the drinking at dinner parties, all the hospital visits I'd made, and all the surgeries I'd undergone. It was all proof of my efforts to give her a better life. I had always thought she was struggling and didn't want to burden me. But the truth was that she had already fallen for someone else, even going so far as to spend a fortune on one of Hayden's projects. I couldn't believe it. I had been pursuing Wendy for ten years, but she had already betrayed me nine years ago. I forced myself to focus. Saving my mom was the only thing that mattered. The doctor showed me a notification on his phone.

Everyone knew Amber Sherry was hopelessly in love with me. She would even risk her life for me. I got into a severe car accident to save her. My health never fully recovered. Because I had a rare blood type, she was terrified that something else might happen to me. She found someone with the same blood type and kept him on standby. He would donate blood to me whenever I needed it. I was also hopelessly in love with her. After she gave birth to Aria, I did not care what people thought. We gave her Amber’s last name—Aria Sherry. I did not want her to go through another pregnancy, so I got a vasectomy. Every socialite in our circle was jealous of what we had. On the day of Aria’s baby de

"Of course not!" I sat down. It was almost funny, attending my own wife's wedding and whatnot. I started looking around. Before long, the older woman beside me struck up a conversation. "Those two look perfect together, don't they? It wasn't easy for them to get married." I gritted my teeth, but the bitterness still came. "What made it hard?"

I should be too but surprisingly I'm not and that was why I wasn't thinking when I went home and showed up at his house where he's having a party. If I have to be the pretend wife, then I'm sticking up my games and doing it right. Two can play this game Sean Walters

I clench my fists around the steering wheel. David and I have been married for almost eight years. He does not love me; I know that we got married because I was pregnant. I was eighteen, it was a drunken mistake. Who knew that everything they sold at the bar had alcohol in it. David was older than me and took responsibility as he put it at the time. He was thirty at the time. He told me he would be there for me and our baby, he was already in the navy at the time. Now he is a Navy seal and is deployed for years on end to months on end. He provides and loves his daughter; I cannot fault him for that.

“Drugged you? Oh please, you got yourself drunk. Really drunk. Can't you smell it all over you? After the second plate of Jollof you just… passed out. I put you on the couch. Covered you. That’s all.” “Bullshit.” My voice cracked. “I remember waking up naked. I remember the needle. You injected me. The alcohol spilling and the bottle was just an act to make me think that." She exhaled slowly, crossing her arms like she was trying to stay composed. “You’re overreacting.” A humorless laugh escaped me. “Am I?” I ran a hand through my hair, pacing once before turning back to her. "My wife is at the hospital,she gave birth yesterday, I went to get her something to eat and a psychopath managed to

She told me her daughter might never wake up. Life after marriage would be no different from being single. What was there to think about? This was my dream life. Back when I had a regular job, I worked my butt off and still took home less than 4,000 dollars after all the deductions. As long as my comatose wife did not wake up, I could do this gig forever. I lowered my head and said with a smile, “No need to think it over. I’m in. Having such a kind and beautiful mother-in-law is already a blessing.”

“I don’t want to see you with my husband again. I don’t care about how you gonna raise your child. I’ve disowned you.” I grabbed my bag and turned to leave. Then she spoke. “You think he loves you?” she sneered. “He doesn’t. He loves me. You were nothing but his trophy wife.”

As they dragged Talia off, she twisted back and spat, "I put up with being your wife for seven years—that's more than you deserved. You think you're some prize? "You can't get anyone pregnant, and you've been useless in bed for years. No one wants you unless she's desperate. "So what if I went to Danny? When things go wrong, maybe look at yourself. A guy like you thinks I should've stayed loyal?" After we got married, we ran every test trying for a kid. Nothing happened. I told her to take it slow. I even got her pricey meds to help. She quit after a few days. So she thought I was the problem? That I couldn't perform?

“It’s about time. He needs to be kept on a tight leash, so he knows his place. Who does he think he is?” “Krystal wears the pants in the house. She built the business from scratch and grew the empire to what it is today. What’s wrong with having a couple of flings on the side? Instead of keeping the issue behind closed doors, he rocked up here and confronted her over the issue.” Amid the scuffle, I was kicked to the ground. Then came a bottle of wine, emptied onto me. “It’s only right to chill him out a bit.” Bottle after bottle of red wine was poured over my head, and I was utterly drenched and humiliated.