Novel & Cerita Estranged Wife

"Vivi, don't be scared. We're here. He won't dare do anything to you." "Don't think we're afraid of you. We're just worried about Vivi!" The live stream chat cursed my entire family tree. "Damn it! This is so disgusting. Can't we call the police and get him arrested? Vivian has done so much for him, and now that she's sick, he keeps dragging his feet." "We are more reliable than her own husband. He just stands there watching while strangers have to break in to save her. Don't just curse him out, everyone. Convince Vivian to give up on this worthless husband."

"I’m sorry, I realized yesterday. I knew nothing. I had to make a grave for Ethan, so it would be believed he was there, create another report because if Robert discovered..." "He knows," she fell to her knees beside her husband, clinging to his legs, lifted her face with tears and looked at him in a very strange way. "That bastard knows. He could destroy us with that." "Is that what matters to you? That's what I should be worried about! You should care about your sister, her baby. Your father took him away!" "But I think he did the right thing. And I'm not talking about that damn company of the devil, but... Alice couldn't continue being the wife of that bastard."

"Is it illegal to marry that quickly? My son suffered long enough while living with his ex-wife, Lianna. And in the midst of his suffering, Ms. Eridessa Joseph stepped in and mended his broken heart, the same, gentle heart that Lianna broke heartlessly." So, I'm…truly the villain…hah… I broke out in a bitter laughter. I felt like my head's going to crack at this point. It wasn't enough to paint me as the adulterous partner…you had to frame me as an estranged wife, who has gone crazy and intent on wrecking your "happy family"..? Is that what it is, Rue…?

He doesn’t even spare me a glance. “Lena is not a slave, and I need her to…” “Go” he cuts me off. “The woman would not be leaving.” “But…” “That’s final. Now leave Maria.” Walter roars with laughter along with the scantily dressed women perched on his laps. “Dear me! I’ve heard about the way you discipline the women in your household, but I didn’t think it extended to even your wife.” Cheeks burning in humiliation, I hurry out of the room with Walter’s maid before Sebastain can say something worse.

Johan shook his head, very unhappy about getting divorce papers from Caroline. "Johan-" Victoria snapped. "I said no! We can talk about this. You're still my wife, Caroline. Do you think it's over just because of a piece of paper?" Johan grabbed one of Caroline's wrists. "Just sign it, Johan." Victoria stepped forward and snatched the envelope from Caroline's hand. "She finally realized that she doesn't belong in this family." "I'm done. Sign or not, I'm leaving," Caroline said firmly. "I no longer belong to you, Johan."

She already had too much on her plate and any more ounce of drama would eventually break her. “Foolish child! You left your wife to pursue your career and expected you’d be welcome here with open arms? Why do you think I hired those guards to keep outsiders away?” Mrs.Vargas drew a deep breath and let a lungful of air out as if she was letting go of stress. “If you have a conscience, you wouldn’t come barging in here. I bet you didn’t even know that you’d already become a father when you stepped in here. You keep disappointing me, Shane.”

“Stranger?” a reporter asked, his voice tinged with disbelief. The room buzzed with anticipation. Kiara could hear everyone gasping and wondering as they looked at her unblinkingly for the truth. “Yes, a stranger. He doesn’t even know who was his wife while he was forced at gunpoint to marry the girl!” Another revelation escaped out of her moths, causing the entire room to buzz with coherent whispers. “He has just taken a little help from a stranger and that proved to be his biggest mistake. That one help led him to a forced wedding the next morning.” She said, remembering the night as her eyes turned dim. It was all that fateful night’s help that twisted their lives forever.

Silence. Heavy. Dangerous. Clay didn’t move at first. Didn’t react. But his eyes— His eyes locked onto her. And something shifted. Deep. Violent. “Who did this?” he asked. Torag’s gaze lifted slowly. Meeting his. “Your estranged wife.” The words landed like a strike. Sharp. Precise. Unavoidable. Clay’s jaw tightened. His hands clenched at his sides. “Zanny.” Her name wasn’t spoken softly.

He kissed me passionately and against my better judgment my body responded and before I knew what I was doing I was kissing him back. Something about his hands climbing higher and higher up my skirt made me realize what was happening, what I was doing with this my estranged husband. I pushed him away. “Don’t you ever come close to me alone. I don’t want to be married to you anymore, can’t you understand that?!” I yelled through rushed breaths. “I can’t Yara, in fact it baffles me, the fact that you do not want to be married to me anymore and because I am so baffled and I know you need help making up your mind, I have a deal for you.” He said studying me slowly.

“People are already dragging the Holloway name online.” Doris scoffed loudly. “I said from the beginning that nothing good comes from that girl.” Ramon loosened his tie tiredly. His head already ached. The video kept replaying in his mind. That woman in the video looked nothing like the Kelsey he knew… or maybe he never really knew her. And worse, his name was now being dragged along with hers. He wondered how people even found out she was his wife. For years, he had kept that part hidden. He made sure she was never seen beside him publicly.