Novel & Cerita His Not So Beautiful Wife Novel

She felt something slice through her hair land on the board behind her, and the next second, her hair came pouring down her shoulders; she had very long hair, so when it fell, it covered most of her face. Everyone froze as they waited for him to shoot her; their hearts in their mouths as they watched him squeeze the trigger; the middle-aged man shut his eyes, not wanting to see what became of such a beautiful woman. He was Liam’s butler, and he had been with him for years; he knew how heartless he was and he wasn't expecting anything less; although he had not seen him hurt a woman, he would not be surprised if he hurt her. but she was his wife even if he didn’t love her as she was sold to hi

Amaya I had never known how powerful it was before to have the most handsome man in the room on your arm, but the way everyone turned to watch us as we walked in told me everything I needed to know. I squeezed his hand and bit my lip and then glanced down at the rings weighing down my finger. They were gorgeous and no doubt cost more than my entire condo, and I felt sad that I wouldn’t be able to hold onto them after … well, after this was over. But for now, I was going to focus on having a good night and showing off my gorgeous husband to all these stuffy patrons of the library.

Floral with a hint of vanilla. Alina lifted the shirt with trembling hands. And there, on the perfect white collar—a lipstick stain. A nude pink color that stood out against the white fabric. Something broke in Alina's chest. Not dramatically. Not loudly. Just a crack. Like a small crack in crystal glass that slowly spread across its entire surface. Five years. Five years she'd been a faithful wife, who never looked at another man, who poured all her love into one man. And that man came home with the scent of another woman's perfume and lipstick marks on his collar.

She’d been pushed away by her previous husband over and over again. And I’d done the same thing. I’d made this perfect creature think she wasn’t wanted. That she was undesirable. It was insane to think someone so beautiful could ever be tossed aside by a man. Her delicate curves and doe-like eyes would have any wolf in a frenzy if they’d been lucky enough to have her in their bed. And her idiot husband had made her think she was unattractive. And I’d done the same thing. I wanted to slap myself. Of course she’d think that if her mate walked away from her on their wedding night. I’d have thought the same thing in her shoes.

Alina shook her head faintly. “No.” A pause. “I’m just no longer pretending it didn’t hurt.” Silence. Heavy. Then Lucien noticed something else. Ethan was watching from across the room. Waiting. Patient. Interested. Something dark moved instantly through Lucien’s expression again. Possessiveness. Sharp and immediate. “She’s still my wife,” he said suddenly. Alina looked at him for a long second. Then calmly replied, “Only on paper.” That answer hit him harder than expected. Because she said it without emotion.

"Your punishment is already served. The woman who truly loved you, is dead. Your second wife is in jail. Your favourite daughter is mentally deranged! You have... No one-" Quickly, he shoots his head up, "No, that's not right. I have you, Evelyn. We can start over. Come home with Peter. It'll be just us. Your marriage was a stupid one. Your husband doesn't love you,you can come home-" "Keep my husband's name out of your mouth! That man has done more for me than you ever could in your miserable life!" She yelled, a fresh anger flowing through her veins!

At Damien's flattering words, Lucian's jaw tightened and said, "This beautiful girl standing here is not my nurse or assistant. She is my wife, Natalie Center?" Hearing Lucian's words, Damien felt a 360-degree shock. "How the hell did this happen? Didn't Dad tell his wife is an ugly pumpkin from a small village? Then how did she turn so beautiful? Did Lucian really marry this beautiful girl? Why did this beautiful girl marry a paralyzed man?

Her reflection in the taxi window was tired and flushed, her hair slightly frizzed from the humidity. She didn’t know what would happen next, but one thing was clear: **the wedding must not be canceled**. How could she possibly repay her debt to Nicholas, which amounted to more than a million dollars? Even if she worked day and night, fueled by energy drinks and wishful thinking, she would never be able to collect that much money in this lifetime or the next. She knew Nicholas would most likely be in his office, probably buried behind a mountain of spreadsheets or barking orders on the phone.

How her body ignited his passion and help him make her cum? Chase was not a dunce. He'd seen beautiful women. Many of high caliber, some of them had even had cosmetic procedures to commensurate their already breath-taking beauty to appeal to him. Indeed, they were appealing but he wasn't attracted to them. Not even his own wife, a beauty queen who hadn't undergone any cosmetic enhancements. Many would wonder, why would a man who had a beautiful wife have a one-night stand with a woman who didn't compare to his wives’ beauty.

“Now what am I supposed to hear?” “Murphy called me the most beautiful woman in Europe and America,” I say while trying to hide my smile behind my glass as he sends me a death glare. “I was just being a gentleman. And I said the most beautiful architect because when it comes to the most beautiful woman in the world, my wife takes the crown,” he pulls her closer to him by her waist. “I hope you don't extend that gentlemanly side to other women,” Celia pouts. “No, I have eyes only for my sexy wife,” he kisses her neck and she smiles. His wife was a beautiful blond woman with soft eyes with a crazy side that keeps him in check. They have been married for three years and are completely in love w