La Mejor Esposa Del Mundo Novels & Stories

It was a classic rich women move, to get rid of boring toys and get themselves a new one simply because they have their own billions. But Alya, well, she's definitely the best player in the arena when she checkmated me at this game. I was so fucking stupid I hadn't realised it for even one second. Good thing I have money and power to get intel so I ended this stupid game rightaway after I've connected all the dots. The game she called marriage. "Here you go, Honey." She puts the alcohol filled drink in front of me while pulling a seductive smile. You're pretty but you got no game. My ex-wife is the best and up to this day, even after I've been fucked by so many people either in romance or bu

“How is that possible?” Seeing Elena’s shocked look, Adam relaxed. “I knew there was no way that ratty-dressed man could be your husband. He’s not worth a single hair on your head! You and Mr. Sinclair are the best match, after all!” At that moment, Elena finally realized what she had forgotten. She hurriedly brought out her phone and checked it, and found that I had not texted after asking for money. Something was wrong. Something was very wrong.

"Of course not!" I sat down. It was almost funny, attending my own wife's wedding and whatnot. I started looking around. Before long, the older woman beside me struck up a conversation. "Those two look perfect together, don't they? It wasn't easy for them to get married." I gritted my teeth, but the bitterness still came. "What made it hard?"

After she took my money, she dumped me! [Now, she’s jealous that her best friend, Pearl, married the richest man in the city. So, she infected Pearl with AIDS. We hope that you can help us with this! None of us wants to have AIDS! It’s all Maya’s fault!] This was all playing out like it had in the previous timeline. After the netizens read Pearl and Wyatt’s claims, they started cursing me and my family out. Meanwhile, Benjamin gave me a call. The second I answered, he started cursing at me, “You horrible woman! I was wondering why you were provoking me to marry Pearl immediately! You knew all along that she had AIDS, and you were waiting for her to infect me! You’re a cruel, cruel woman!”

“You’re going to do great, and Elena Matthews is going to be so lucky to have you in charge of her wardrobe. In fact, if she has even one single complaint about your work, then she’s an idiot and deserves to be hit on the head.” She shakes her head, laughing. “Stop saying things like that, silly. If her husband finds out you called his wife an idiot, he won’t be too happy. You know they’re the most romantic couple ever, right? It’s all anyone talks about in the tabloids. He actually bought a whole town and built a resort just to keep his wife away from all the craziness that comes with the spotlight. Do you have any idea how sweet that is? It’s not every day a billionaire turns into a romant

"Talia, I'm not interested in your pocket change." She didn't snap. She laughed, turning to the crowd. "Sorry you all had to see this. He's my husband's old benefactor—did him a favor once. Out of gratitude, I've been covering his food and clothes. Guess it wasn't enough. Now he's here trying to wreck our family." Just like that, she flipped everything—swapped me with Danny and made me the pathetic leech. I pressed my tongue to my burning cheek and walked straight at her, face cold.

“Good. I do not want my wife anywhere near that man.” I nodded, even though part of me bristled at the word wife, at the ownership threaded through his tone. Sebastian Cross was a name spoken often in our home, usually followed by irritation or contempt. Chris’s rival. The man whose company challenged his at every turn. According to gossip, Sebastian was brilliant, ruthless, and dangerously charming. And single. Everyone knew that too. One night stands. No attachments. No complications. The kind of man wives were warned about, half joking and half serious.

Aldric said, making all the blood drain from my face. “Aldric, I don't think that's a good…” Edith smiles like she has won the lottery, she cuts me off, “Oh well, you see your beautiful wife is so good at everything including being a liar and a cheat.” She said it. Edith said it. I sighed letting my hands slip from Aldric's arm, everything's over before it even began.

Jack Lewis was CEO of one of the most successful enterprises in Las Vegas, William Groups and Industries. One year ago, he married Serena Williams. She was the only daughter of Mathew Williams, the Chairman of Williams Industries. Jack and Serena met at a party organized by a common friend. Serena was influenced by Jack's charm only at first sight. Serena was a rich heiress while Jack came from average family background. Seeing Serena showing interest in him, Jack deliberately tried to get closer to her with the hope of getting into a rich family. He invited her to the dance floor to which she happily agreed.

“Besides, after being married for a month, one thing is certain: you will be the worst wife the world has ever witnessed.“ “Don’t worry about that. I will devote my life to your happiness. Anything for you, Gav. Just say the word, honey, and I will cross an ocean for you.” “Really?” I looked at her. “I don’t think you will.” “Try me,” “Okay, call the press and tell them when you were in a relationship with the rich businessman, which was me, you slept with his best friend and still are, yet you don’t think that is wrong.” My eyes roamed from Dean to Celine. While Dean was standing, lowering his head, Celine was gazing at me with fire in her eyes.