Forgotten Wife：let The Traitors Kneel Down Novels & Stories

The reckless carelessness of my actions tonight was crashing down on me all at once. I had been so consumed by the thrill of the affair, so intoxicated by Adrian’s touch that I had forgotten the most basic rules of survival in this dangerous game. Adrian’s breath hitched beside me. I could feel the tension vibrating through his frame, his muscles locking tight as he realized the utter ruin, this moment, represented. He wasn't just my lover; he was Leo’s closest confidant, the man my husband trusted above all others. After a while, the intruder stood at the door. It wasn't Leo; I froze.

At dinner, my husband, Cole Jarrett, piles ginger on my plate and urges me to eat. Tears fill my eyes as I look at the table. Every dish is made with ginger. "I'm not the one who likes ginger," I say. "You've got it wrong. Ginger makes me sick." After I'm presumed dead in a plane crash, Cole finds a lookalike, Jacqueline White, to care for our son, Elias Jarrett. But when I return, I realize they've already come to see Jacqueline as me. No matter how much I care about my family, whenever Jacqueline sets me up, they always believe her. One night, Elias comes to my room. I haven't seen him in three years, and I'm overjoyed to see him. I reach for him, but his first words send a chill

One of my assistants, hired by Uncle Blake’s fiancée, was consoling a prominent alpha’s wife whose face was streaked with tears and mascara smudged all over her cheeks. “I’ve given him everything,” she sobbed, wiping her nose with a tissue my assistant handed her. “But he keeps cheating. I’m Luna, and I can’t leave. I’ve fallen in love with the position. What would I be without it? Everyone would mock me.” My assistant leaned closer, her voice soft and soothing. “What do you want?” The alpha's wife hesitated, biting her lip. “I... I want to forget. Just for one night.” She lowered her voice even more, but I could still hear. “I heard there are young, healthy men here who help with that.”

Sophia Joyner seethed with anger, consumed by a surge of jealousy that left her gasping for breath. "Gordon, don't you trust me? I was once your wife, after all!" "Exactly, I don't trust you." Gordon Williams cradled Karen Goodwill, fixing Sophia Joyner with a venomous glare. "Being an ex-wife means you no longer hold the title of a wife. Karen is paramount to me now, above all else. If you dare lay a hand on her, you shall face dire consequences. I swear it." Sophia Joyner's eyes widened, her fury bursting forth as she shouted, "She's nothing more than a harlot!"

"I knew. And yet I kept helping him hide the cash. I kept telling myself it wasn't my marriage, so it wasn't my problem." I looked at him, truly looked at him, for the first time since the red light had turned on. "Was that true, Victor?" His eyes met mine, filled with a suffocating regret. "No. It became my problem the exact moment I helped him hide it." Neither of us spoke for several seconds. Renata let the silence hang deliberately before breaking it. "Did your wife, Thelma, know about the financial transfers?" Victor closed his eyes. "No."

Yusa whistled happily, remembering that this afternoon was a lucky field for him because of Fajar Sugiono Yusa was able to connect with Imperial and his company. It wouldn't be long before he could contact Imperial and return as quickly as possible to claim his true throne there. ' Mr Roger...Olivia is a traitor...Mrs Andini and Sheila and that bastard Kenan who insulted me...just wait for your reply because I will soon make all of you kneel at my feet '

"How could I forget? We almost got arrested. But who fucking cares, you fucked my butthole to pieces that day." "I love you, so damn much Iris." I mumbled, plunging my cock inside her sloppy core. She gasped, hands fisting the sheets. "Love you too. Please the guy should fuck me in a public place. Make sure he's very very huge, so he'll pound my married pussy raw." The image burned into my brain. Some faceless guy, holding my wife's legs apart, pistoning his heavy meat in and out of her tight coochie. People watching not knowing her husband is right next to her, watching his wife get hammered.

Another silence followed. Then Alison delivered the final blow. "The withdrawal was authorized using Alex's credentials." Patricia felt the floor vanish beneath her. Outside, lightning split the night sky above Nakuru. And somewhere in the darkness, her husband was disappearing with another woman—and every cent they had left.

Looking around I realise that Alpha Nico, and the warriors were all watching her carefully. She stands and confidently walks over the the first large tattooed man who lay unconscious on the floor, blood still leaving the wound on his shoulder. "Carn must die. The rightful Alpha must return. Carn must die. The truth will be revealed. Carn must die" she rants again before her eyes go wide, her body rigid and she collapses onto the floor next to the tattooed man.

Then I added, "I forgot we're not divorced yet. You brought the papers, right? Perfect. I was about to take some time off anyway. Once we sign them, we can head to the courthouse and make it official." Her face went ice-cold. "Unblock me." "No." "Babe." Her voice softened. "I'm sorry. Please add me back." I rolled my eyes. "I don't even know your number." Her expression changed instantly. "You don't remember my number?" "No. So what?" She gripped my shoulders like she'd finally realized something was wrong. "You... How could you forget my number? You used to know it by heart." Damn it. My heart skipped. She noticed.