Ending Suami Pengganti Novels & Stories

With each phrase he spoke, my chest clenched a little more. "When you saw me on Television, did the only thing you really see in me was Liliana, your wife and not Zaniyah Moore who was your childhood friend?" If I had believed that nothing could be more painful than what he had spoken before, I would not have imagined that his refusal to give me my expected answer would have driven a knife further into my chest. "It's always been Liliana, Zaniyah. I only take you here because I want you to be her substitute. I want you to be my substitute wife."

Jonas Evans suppressed his anger and looked at Penelope, "Penlope, talk to me alone Badaire said, "Mr. Su, after getting married, I will follow my husband. In the future, please don't give my wife any advice Since Mr. Coman follows the rules like this, why didn't he marry my daughter without going through three matchups and six engagements How did Mr. Su know that I wouldn't give her three matchups and six hires? "Badaire curled her lips and said," My mother-in-law is no longer alive, but I won't miss anything that should be given. Everything will be handed over to Penelope

She sighed, “Everyone in our family knows you're the sacrificial lamb and your only duty was to do as you were told. Who cares if you're humiliated, insulted, hated? Do you want Father to lose his connection with the Stone’s Estate? Do you think I like Carter? What a naive idiot you must be if you do so” The tears began to trickle down my eyes, "I can make a life for myself without having to endure all these. I had dreams before I became your replacement,” I snapped. Fiona let out a dry, humorless chortle. “You actually think that’s going to work?" She walked closer to me and grabbed my hair, “What part of being the sacrificial lamb didn't you understand, Yilena Wahlberg” she said. “If you c

"Are you okay? Do you need something? If it is about Aria she is still asleep. I checked on her ten minutes ago." "It is not about Aria " I said, walking slowly into the room. The distance between the door and Victors desk felt long. Every step felt heavy. "It is about what you said. About the marriage." Victors face got really serious. Victor leaned forward resting Victors arms on the desk Victors fingers locked together. "It is the way, Rita. I spent the two hours looking at my fathers old court papers. He uses the fact that a parent's alone against them every time. He finds a parent calls them unstable and uses his money to overwhelm them. If we marry we take away his attack. It is a lega

"I've been looking for I.H. Sterling for two years. And she's been living in the same city, about to marry me under a different name." Pride blooms in my chest. He respected my work before he knew it was mine. That means something. "I didn't know you were looking," I admit. "I wanted to offer you a position. CFO, maybe. Or head of strategic planning." His mouth curves into something almost like a smile. "Looks like I'm getting you anyway." "Lucky you." "Maybe." We stand there, the ocean roaring below us, and for a moment everything feels possible. Like maybe this fake marriage could become a real partnership. Like maybe being the replacement wasn't the worst thing that could have happened.

"What?! Are you insane? Why would that woman live with us in one house? Do you want to humiliate me?" He responded with total indifference, his words stinging like a whip: "Don’t overreact. Remember well that I am just a substitute husband in a temporary contract on paper, not a real marriage built on love. Irish has lived in my house for years; this is a natural situation and it won't change now for your sake."

Antonio pleaded with his father, and pull his wife towards the confines of their room "What is getting into you Susana. Why would you contradict or question his decision." "Why Antonio ? Are you afraid that he will send you away also, and will not be able to inherit anything from the company? you have been working your bones on for so many years." She keeps taunting her husband hoping for the reaction she is waiting to be release. "What right do I have? I am just an adopted son I have no blood relation to him. I was so glad that he married my mother that I was able to be counted and treated as his son." He explained

"I'm offering you a secretarial position as well as ten million dollars in exchange for being my wife." What in the world is going on here? "Are you crazy?" I stated. "No, but I'm sure you're the wonderful woman I'm looking for to fill in for my wife. To fill her empty space, and save my reputation." He smirked, "Ten million dollars just pretending to be my wife, after that we can file a divorced when I found out where my wife hiding." He's asking me to replaced his wife's position. I am tempted, but he's insane...

The girl asked herself again and again in her heart what the man meant by his words. “So you have no right to be angry. Because I'm angrier. You're just a replacement, remember that. But your job from now on is still my wife. That's all you need to know.” The gaze was dark, the look in those eyes somehow made Helga silent. After staring at Helga in silence for a while, Zean then turned around leaving the girl who was drowning in a thousand questions that were present in her mind. Someone? Replacement? Wife? What did he mean? Helga's head was dizzy thinking about all that. How could she be trapped in a foreign world that felt like a new hell for her?