Novel & Cerita Ibuku Jadi Istriku

However, before she could walk out, Claudia came out and said "No matter what you do, you will always be a failure, just like that your useless mother. You will continue to stay behind me. A failure that is who you are" Claudia screamed. "I am not a failure and I will never be behind you. I will match my feet on your head and crush you like an ant. You will always be the second and not first you and that's your useless daughter. No matter where you send her. She will never be better than me. Second, that is who you are." Catherine replied.

I try to take it out but it is stuck. I twist it and tug at it again a bit strongly than necessary. It comes out and goes fly out of my hand. Great. I am already finished with my work so I get down from the ladder and look for the book. I see black colored something under the chair and bend down to see if that is the book. I take it out to see what secrets this book holds that Rudra had to put it away like this. I have evil grin on my face as I get my hands on my new weapon to tease my husband but when I see the front title of book I am confused. It say, 'To make your spouse happy…..'

“I just wish you all can read the first book in the series, you’ll understand this one better and I will try my best to make Isabella’s book more understandable, probably like a standalone book.” “Who are you talking to,” She turns to me as I say this, with a look on her face. “Oh, the audience. Sorry, pregnancy brain.” “So are you going to ask for comments or…” I continue and she stares blankly at me. “I am getting there, I just want to call the name of Asteria’s book and where they can find it.” “Haven’t you said it before?”

The phone agent's answer was allegedly out of coverage. On the third day since Jester left the house, Jane decided to cook some delicious food and posted it on I*******m, so that if the man saw it, he would be hungry and change her mind to go home. Because her husband's favorite dish was a "Seated Chicken". So, sometimes when that was what Jane serves at the table, even though they were in trouble, they suddenly get along because of that food.

*** FLASHBACK *** "Is that so? You have the courage to say 'We're married' when You let the transfer student flirt with you and called you 'babe' earlier! Then There was a kiss, how happy you were when she did that to you! So if you want me to treat you as my husband, give me respect and shame too! because even we know that it's all just a lie, what will people around us say if they see that you are flirting with someone else? Isn't that embarrassing ?! So don't expect me to take on the responsibility of being your wife if You can't apply that to yourself! " *** END OF FLASHBACK ***

"That could be dangerous, Isabella. What if he doesn't sign it and I end up homeless? You know very well that father won't even accept to lend me a hand." Isabella chuckled. "That won't happen, sis. I have been saving some money; you could have a good life. Really !" There was silence. I just couldn't believe that all this time my little sister had brainwashed me. To think of it. She became so weird after I got married to Ethan, and she won't stop talking about how men dump their mate after they get pregnant or how the alpha's marriage crumbled and the wife ended up committing suicide. "Are you still listening to me, Charlie?"

She pointed at me and yelled, “You’re insane! Did you really think you could fool us? Anyone can fake a marriage certificate. “You’re claiming to be Tris’ wife, aren’t you? Every man here is very close to him. Does a single one of them recognize you?” Following her words, the man closest to me spoke first. His tone dripped with contempt. “She’s right. We were all at their wedding!” “Someone find the video and show this delusional woman the truth!” I stared at the wedding video playing on the phone held in front of me. My mind went completely blank for an instant.

“Get me to a hospital. If I survive this, I’ll pretend today never happened. We can settle—” Before I could finish, Beatrice grabbed a shard of glass from the floor and drove it deep into my back. A sharp pain shot through me. Then, it felt like a floodgate had opened. Blood gushed from the wound. Pain took over my entire body, tearing through every nerve. “You’re buying stories from a lunatic? And you call yourselves smart people? Let me set the record straight! My son and Amy are legally married!” She grabbed Edwin and Amy’s certified copy of their marriage certificate from the center table, held it up for everyone to see, and then threw it in my face.

“Simon, how could you stoop to such baseness? I must have been truly blind to have loved you, only for you to make a jest of it! Zachary was right to strike you! He is worth ten thousand of you. Whom he chooses to love is no concern of yours. What gives you the right to speak like an idle gossip? You are beneath contempt!” I stood beneath the full weight of everyone’s gaze, my reason entirely gone. My only thought was to stand by Zachary. Since he had defended me, I would not allow him to be wronged in return. Moreover, no one was better qualified than I to speak on the matter of Zachary’s interest in women. Acting on an impulse, I spoke without thinking. “Simon, I no longer have any affecti

（Isabella‘s pov） “I, Isabella Costa, reject you…” I can’t even finish the sentence to my reflection in the mirror. I’m his fated mate. I’ve given him everything he wanted, including painful IVF treatments so he can have an alpha-born heir, but all he wants is his childhood girlfriend, Layla. Soft black curls cascade over my bare shoulders as I mindlessly brush them out. I look down at the clumps of hair in my brush. A hundred hormone injections ago, I had healthy locks.