Housewife Story Novels & Stories

If Daniel hadn't been by her side, her distressed state might have been no better than Delilah's. Wilfred clenched his fists, looking emotionless. "That's how it is!" Cindy wiped her tears, trying hard to keep her voice steady. "Ladies and gentlemen, I'm an uneducated housewife. My husband was just an ordinary driver for the Newhouses... We were both manipulated by Mrs. Newhouses!

The morning is a busy day, especially for a housewife who does everything herself. As with Carissa, every morning she is already preoccupied with kitchen affairs as well as her husband's affairs. Carissa is a very young housewife, she is only 24 years old, and she is married to Virendra Salvador, a young CEO. However, the fate of Carissa's household was not so smooth, being the daughter-in-law of the Salvador family did not make Carissa a queen to her husband, quite the opposite.

The woman he married couldn’t stand being in a studio apartment that didn’t have an elevator. Every day she always complains of being tired of having to go up and down stairs and consume the same menu. The menu for the common people, only in the form of sandwiches or vegetable soup with a few slices of meat to taste the broth. It’s not luxurious at all. This is not because Henry Davis didn’t care about his wife’s wishes, but just as he was raising money to buy a house, the woman he married wanted a divorce. He could not wait for his success again.

“Tonight is Christmas, a night of family reunion. I’m sorry to subject everyone to such a sordid spectacle. As Mrs. Hans, my husband, Arvid Hans, has restricted my spending. I’ve been mocked by everyone in the capital for being stingy, yet he’s never once stood up for me. He’s only ever told me that these are the rules I must follow as a wife in the wealthy Hans family. “In three years, the total amount he’s transferred to me doesn’t even match a single month’s bonus and allowance for my housekeeper, Rebecca Lane. “I have to think long and hard before spending even 8 dollars on a cab, while my housekeeper gives at least 100,000 dollars to a beggar on a whim. “My life as Mrs. Hans was truly s

I quickly stepped forward and gestured, "Please everyone, be quiet and respect her story!" The robust woman glared at the audience below and then continued to speak to Atlas, "Her husband had a car accident a few years ago while trying to save a child and became paralyzed and unable to take care of himself. Pauline is also not in good health and has to come out to sweep the streets every day, earning only a little money each month, not enough to buy medicine for her husband!" "In these years, because of her husband's illness, their house has been mortgaged. They have a daughter in college, and she earns her tuition fee. Their life is very difficult!" The robust woman's voice was loud.

"And if you call her that girl one more time, we are done speaking." Silence. Then: "Robert Lawson? The billionaire?" "Yes." "And you did not know?" "I did not know because I never bothered to learn anything about my own wife." More silence. I could hear her processing, recalculating. In my mother's world, status was everything. Maya being a Lawson changed the entire equation. "Well," she said finally. "That is unfortunate timing. If we had known, we could have treated her more appropriately." "That is exactly the problem, Mother. You should have treated her appropriately regardless of her last name. Because she was my wife. Because she was a person." I stood, paced the hotel room. "I have t

His built reminded me again of the Lorry driver and an image of the disgusted look he donned, quickly flashed through my mind and another gush of tears flowed from my eyes. My voice starts to crack, "Xavier is right. I should never show my face to anyone. Now everyone sees me as an ugly person. I'm ugly. Ugly. No one's gonna like me or respect me because of how I look. I don't deserve to be Xavier's wife, I'm so unattractive. I'm a horrible wife."

"How could she hit you so hard? And you just stood there and watched, Jesse. Have you forgotten Sinead is your wife?" I was already a little upset. "She has already married someone else with your approval. Have you forgotten that?" Sinead's mother choked on her words and fell silent. After a while, she spoke again. "But that wasn't real. It was only an act. You're the only one taking it seriously." I rolled my eyes. They had all treated those solemn wedding vows as an act, but I couldn't. In fact, I found it filthy. Besides, it had been five years, and they had never told me about Zachary.

She couldn’t afford to offend him and could only endure. “I really didn’t expect the wife of the Hall family to be here cleaning bathrooms. Do you think anyone would believe it if this got out?”

Her style was casual yet charming. At that moment, she looked calm and collected. She didn't seem like she was pulling his leg or like someone who'd gone insane. "You're an interesting one, Mrs. Holcomb. Why would the wife of Holcomb Corporation's president and the lady of an affluent household cough up 100 million dollars to work with me? Has the Holcomb family run out of places to spend its money?"