Housewive Stories Novels & Stories

Logging into my cloud storage, I picked up the microphone and loudly stated, "I wonder if anyone here knows that Zayn Smith, who has a reputation for being fierce and ruthless in the business world, is actually directionally-challenged. After Candace Jones served me a soup laced with abortion drugs, Zayn Smith got lost while driving me to the hospital, which ultimately led to my miscarriage." As soon as I said that, Candace screamed, "What kind of nonsense are you talking about? I never gave you abortion drugs! It's your own fault you lost your child! It has nothing to do with me!" I ignored her furious outburst and clicked on an audio recording from my cloud storage. The recording featured

" She straightened her spine, arrogance burning in her eyes. My father still kept his voice steady, though surprise was obvious in his face. "Don't get too proud. That's only the first match. "You still have two more. Nothing is settled yet." Sophie lifted her chin with a winner's smile. "Just watch. I'll hit the next two too." Over the next two days, Marissa did exactly what she had done in my previous life. She pushed Sophie's image everywhere. In just forty-eight hours, the story that the Foster family had found a lucky charm spread through Harbor City's elite circles.

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.

Hazel explained at and Astra's eyes widened. "You were climbing the kitchen counters?" Astra asked her children. She knew that she was shouting but she could not help herself. How? Why? Were the questions that were on the tip of her tongue after the first now, she could not figure the children out. "They did not get very far, I caught them and she was trying to come down and this ceramic jug broke," the housekeeper explained and Astra sighed. All because they did not want her to leave. She could not even be angry at them if she tried.

TWO YEARS TWO MONTHS AGO Rara's eyes widened in wonder as she took in the sights of the extraordinary house. It was no ordinary display of wealth, but an enchanting masterpiece of artistry. The grand floor-to-ceiling windows beckoned her gaze, while the arrangement of cosy couches invited her for relaxation. The room was bathed in a soft glow from the wide ceiling lighting, creating an ambience of both elegance and comfort. The intoxicating scents that filled the air awakened Rara's senses, leading her to believe that Ralph was not as minimalistic as she had initially assumed. He had truly surpassed her expectations.

One day, I came across a live stream of my own house while scrolling through social media. "Check this out, guys. These are premium quality saffron. Look at the color of them! And I've got freshly caught cuttlefish here. Its tentacles are still moving. Let me show you how to kill this thing. "Today's challenge is cleaning the windows in a house that costs 2 billion dollars. Thank you for the gifts, guys!" Lilian Sherman was our housekeeper. She came from a rural village and had a hobby for livestreaming. Every day, she documented her life as a housekeeper working in a wealthy household.

Vanya POv I watched my husband kiss another woman while I lay dying in a hospital bed. But let me go back to how I got here, because this story starts with me being the perfect housewife who thought love meant sacrificing everything for people who never loved me back. "Bernard, honey, could you please help me carry these dishes to the dining room?" I called out sweetly from the kitchen, balancing three heavy plates in my arms while steam rose from the freshly cooked meal I'd spent two hours preparing.

Levi sat at his mother’s new kitchen table stirring his coffee and studying the grain of the white-washed wood. His mom had been sharing stories of her new friends’ antics at Gladewater Terrace and feeding him at their regular Sunday brunch but he was having trouble focusing. “And Mary Belle told Louise she was having an affair with her husband and they were going to raise elephants in Africa on a plantation,” Wanda concluded, picking up her coffee and watching Levi over the rim of her cup. “Huh, what?” Levi quit stirring and looked up in surprise as Wanda finished her story with the ridiculous.

Through Yara's magical words, they were able to convince the women to take legal action against the two bastards. Keily's dream house was finished. She and her husband, Brad, together with their daughter, Haisley, invited the rest to their house blessing. She was very thankful to Kenzo because the house exceeded what she was expecting. Their nights were filled with food and alcoholic beverages leaving the house in mess as they were all passed out on the floor. In the morning, laughters filled the house because of their haggard looks.

Celine loves her husband but she feels that making love to her husband is a one time business not a regular business,and she prefers going to her business to make more money than staying at home playing and cooking for her husband,she feels it's a waste of time, that's why she brought in a maid to cook and take care of the house when she is not around,but her husband doesn't like the idea,but she can't do the way he wants, cause of her business,she thought