Housewife Gone Wild Novels & Stories

“I see that you have warmed yourself up for a fight, but I’m in a wonderful mood and I have no time for this. Serve me my late lunch.” Noah started to head upstairs with the small bag in his hand. “There’s some rice in the kitchen. Go there and take as you like.” Natalia said. Noah stopped short in his tracks. “You want me to go and take my food from the kitchen? By myself? That is a woman’s job! How many times do I have to teach you that?” “Well Noah, my dear husband,” Natalia drawled. “now, the way I see it, you have hands too, the same way I’ve got my hands. There’s nothing stopping you from getting your food.”

After surviving one disaster after another, even a pampered housewife could turn into someone you didn't want to mess with. She never said a word about the husband who ran out of the house naked. Instead, she tore into the mother and daughter who slept with him, dragging their entire family through the mud. "Listen up, guys! If you're that desperate, go find those two. That mother-daughter pair sure knows how to keep a man satisfied." No one knew what the men thought about that, but every single one of them stayed silent. Not one person said a word on the radio. She cursed for hours, then got up the next morning and started all over again.

Vivian politely made way for then to come in. "I'm Janice and this is my husband Gregory." "Vivian, pleasure to meet you." She shook hands with both of them. As Vivian led them in to take their seats, she couldn't help but notice the woman's incredibly nice figure. But it wasn't unexpected, such a fierce woman would indeed have a body to go with it, she had heard from Camilla that the woman was no ordinary wife behind her husband, but a fierce mafia woman who had dominated the southern territory of the underworld, though Vivian wasn't very certain about how the people in the underworld ran their things, she was sure that meant the woman was a big deal.

The sink was crammed with dishes, the air sour and stale. She wasn't the radiant Janet anymore. Just a lonely, unkempt old woman who couldn't manage on her own. Gray streaks took over her hair. Her clothes hadn't been washed in forever. Yesterday, the electricity shut off. That night, every other apartment glowed. Hers stayed dark. She stood there realizing she had no clue how to top up the utility card. In the pitch-black apartment, she felt her way to the bedroom and slammed into the wardrobe. Only after Harlan disappeared did it hit her—order didn't happen by magic. A clean, quiet home took work. Constant work.

Her daughter Kira’s voice rang out as she intertwined their hands trying to calm her down. “How can i calm down, this witch infuriates me so much that I just want to slap her.” She said clenching her teeth. Her hand holding on tight to the knife that’s suppose to cut through the bread. Kira looks at her mum and shakes her head. She never understood the drama between her mother and Aunty Roma. She focuses on eating her food. -- Walking into the room, Roma was informed by the maid that her husband left the office. ‘ Thank you’ she said to the maid who in turn bowed down in courtesy before leaving.

Watching Harvey's antics, the three ladies at the side burst into a gale of laughter. Harvey continued watering the vegetables happily, but the second he turned around, he stepped onto the muddy water which was flowing out. In an instant, he tipped over and fell sprawling on his face. Mrs. Wallace Sr. gasped, as she was taken aback by the sight. "Tia, get over to him and help him up." "Okay." Tia ran up to Harvey at once. As soon as she reached Harvey, she pulled him up with all of the strength she could muster. The moment Harvey stood up, she saw that his face was stained with muddy water, making him unrecognizable.

"That Marlon is really a prodigy of the best, the Wiltz Family didn't have much money in the first place, they only had a house in the old city, so, the Aba Family is the perfect target for them. Probably, Alice's family also valued this point and felt that Marlon was still part of the second generation, so his family's conditions would not be so bad in the future. That's why they wanted to marry their daughter to his family. But you don't know, their family is very poor. The Wiltz Family has two children, the eldest son, Wilson, who graduated from high school, and is a taxi driver, who got married. I heard that when he was married, the Wiltz Family sold everything to their son and bought a

She picked up her phone again. "Why didn't you buy food on your way back?" "I prefer home-cooked meals." She stared at me as though I'd said something ridiculous. "Listen to yourself, are you honestly not embarrassed?" "I expect my wife to…" "There you go again." She raised a finger to stop me. "I've told you repeatedly that I'm not domesticated, Dennis. Stop trying to turn me into someone I'm not! I've told you to hire a chef but you've refused, then that's your problem, fix yourself, I cannot deal with your madness right now”

“I don't want you to take my life too far, I can't be the ideal wife who just stays at home. Catwalk is my life, I can not leave it!" Zillion stared flatly at his screaming shameless wife in his office. The fight between him and Cassie had been going on for months. His stubborn wife never wanted to leave the entertainment world that had been raising her name. The woman didn't like it when Zillion asked her to stay at home and only serve him as wife. Meanwhile, as a husband, Zillion felt that he was capable enough to pay for all his wife's needs without her needing to work again. Rather than spending time outside having a good time with her friends, Zillion would prefer Cassie to be at home a

“And if you’d carried out your research properly, you’d have found out one thing about me….” I stepped closer, closing the small distance between us. My grip tightened around her wrist, my fingers sinking harshly into her skin. I didn’t care if I bruised her perfect skin. I didn’t fail to catch the fear she tried so hard to mask in her eyes. “…you’d have found out—with evidence of course—that I’m hella crazy. Officially branded the crazy wife who allegedly chased her ex-husband and his mistress around the house with all sorts of dangerous weapons, until they jumped down our two-storey building into the shrubs to escape. All while they were naked.”