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but I will say don’t hit her too hard you wouldn’t want to damage her soft skin and her beautiful face… Man the things I would do to have her as my wife, you truly are a lucky man.” Beau glared at Trad with an ice cold stare as he (Beau) cracked his phone screen in his grip. Beau clenched his jaw, dropped his phone on the ground, and said, “You touched my wife?” Trad laughed and said, “What are you going to be the big tough Beau now? Beau you are nothing more than a coward afraid of change and afraid to lose the business.” Beau said, “You touched my wife,” and Trad smiled while saying, “Oh please, she's property that your daddy bought for you because you can’t get a woman, pretty boy. She’s

Looking at Jared's resentful expression, Nicole felt as though she had truly done something to wrong him. She wanted to explain things clearly and hoped he would not be angry about this misunderstanding. However, Lawrence said indifferently, "Mr. Johnston, even though she's your wife, she should have the freedom to make friends. Besides that, she doesn't even remember you." This was a reminder to Jared not to unilaterally call Nicole his wife. Nobody knew how things would turn out as Nicole had not acknowledged their relationship.

“You’re my wife.” if I’m his wife……Why does another woman keep getting pieces of him that belong to me?

"You don't have to be strong every minute.” She grabbed the fruit pack placed it on the bed. Opened and give it to him, he took it his gaze returned to her. "Marriage isn't easy," he said quietly. "But don't carry everything alone.” “Go home get some rest” he said. petting her back slowly. She met his eyes briefly. "I'm fine, Dad." She picked up an orange slice and held it toward him. "Eat.” “Okay fine”, I'm leaving” she stood up. Shoulders relaxed and lowered

The other party's family background was certainly of epic proportions, and Yara no doubt had the best chance out of anyone else. "Haven’t you heard of the phrase ‘the wife of a rich man is never truly free’? You’re just waiting to live as an unhappy and resentful wife," Linda shot back. Yara did not take offense with those words at all. Instead, she said triumphantly, "So what if I’m an unhappy and resentful wife? I’d rather be a resentful wife in a house full of luxury brands than marry a poor man who has to rely on a woman to get by."

It’s not my business or my father. It’s my wife… and someone else. There are five pictures, all of them shots of her bare back and her head of blonde hair thrown back in pleasure. She’s riding someone. My wife—who I buy flowers for every weekend and make sure her closet allowance is never smaller than a million a month—is giving someone the best cowgirl of their fucking life.

But foolish me to slip that out of my mind. I may be the wife, but I am not loved. He was so kind to me because he should keep hold of his image as a man good to his wife. There are lots of articles that were released on that date night we had. It became a huge topic online and even how peaceful our bond inside this house is, my name's been noisy in the repugnant society.

“I need a wife. Someone decent. Educated. Presentable. No scandals. No drama. Someone the public can accept.” “Public?” I whispered. “I’m entering a political–business alliance. I must appear married. Stable. Responsible.” Understanding slowly dawned. “You want to use me.” “Yes.” The honesty stunned me. “For one year. You will be paid. You will move out of that house. Your life changes. At the end of the contract, we divorce quietly. You leave wealthy. Free.” Free. That word echoed in my head. Free from my stepmother. Free from insults. Free from sleeping in a store-room.

“I said shut the fuck up!” The wife laughed, a low, dangerous sound. “Bree, I think you don’t understand the whole thing here. The problem is we are using your weakness against you. I am fully aware that you love my husband. I gave him the right. I told him to make sure you swim in those weaknesses...so you would stay...But unfortunately, I wasn’t aware it would be so easy for you to get pregnant. I thought it would take you a long time before you let him pour his sperm inside you.” She paused, smirking. “Or maybe you were just cheaper than I thought.”

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