Make Ugly Woman Your Wife Novels & Stories

“You can call the cops and post online saying I beat up some deadbeat who doesn’t care if his wife lives or dies. If it weren’t illegal to kill, you’d be at murder level. I’d have taken you out already so you wouldn’t embarrass the rest of us men.” Esther: “…” “Oh wow, spicy news! This guy’s so handsome!” “Marrying a man like this is the worst luck. Can’t even take care of himself, let alone a wife. Should just live with his mom. Serves him right if he gets beaten to death!” “Ugly people blame others; handsome guys know how to treat their wives. This ugly loser should just stick with his mom!” “I’m gonna post about this handsome hero saving the day for the pregnant woman!”

Is my present personality making it easier for you to act all you want? William shook his head quickly, "no, honey! I'm sorry," he said desperately. "Am I not beautiful for you anymore?" William again shook his head, deeply hurt at the wife's words. "No baby! You're the prettiest one to me," he said as he tightened his embrace. "So what?"?" Attacked that woman who was still in eight husbands. Her body was packing right now, she was just letting it go in William's arms. "Are me and baby Wilo too much trouble for you? Often making you late for work, often making you leave your papers just for us," she said.

He suggested and I am honestly curious as to what he thinks requires my effort. "And what could that be? "Your face, your looks. I told you yesterday that I am fucking allergic to ugliness, so fix it." He said and walked away before I could say anything. I can't believe that he is still insisting that I am ugly, am I ugly? This was a mishap, taking the offer to be his wife for a year is nothing short of a horrible mistake. How in God's name will I cope with him for a year with his attitude?

I furrow my brow in confusion. “Why should I use a condom? You are mine, all of you are mine. Soon you will be my wife and the mother of our children.” She furiously shakes her head and tears are escaping out of the corners of her eyes. I grab her chin to hold her still and force her to look at me. “This is what I have decided. You will be my wife. You will carry my children. You will be with me, forever.” She whimpers. “No. I am ugly. I am unworthy. I am a nobody. Please, just let me go. I just want to go home.” I clench my jaw in anger. How dare she say those things about herself? How dare she insult herself and my future wife?

Argh. I adjusted my hair. Two years I was down. And everything remains the same, not changing at all. I know that woman needs to be found. However, I realized my woman was stubborn. Do I still deserve to call her my woman? Legally she is still my wife. Wife with whom, but shared with whom. Life is this funny sometimes. Wife with whom and taking care of children with whom. Fuck!

“And now he’s letting another woman waltz with him for the opening number.” “That’s normal,” another woman scoffed. “Everyone knows his marriage was forced by his grandmother. Besides, his wife’s supposedly hideous.” “If you were him, you’d lock her up too, wouldn’t you?” a third woman added, rolling her eyes dramatically. The first woman sighed. “Such a shame. Look at those two—they’re perfect together. He belongs with someone like Bianca.” Raine kept listening, her lips curling in a silent, mocking smile. Ugly?

“How dare you call me bald?” She yelled, “Because you are! Your lifestyle will make you an old and sickly man in the next five years! You won’t be able to survive without medicines and helpers if you don’t correct it!” He hated this woman so much. She knew his wounds and was just adding fuel to the fire. She was showing him his worst nightmare. He hated being dependent on anyone. “I can’t deal with you. You are such an infuriating woman!” he snapped. She smirked. “Well, this infuriating woman is your wife and you have to deal with her for a long, long time!”

What happened? "Let go! You're so ugly!" His blood boiled at her words, and he became enraged. First, she deny being his woman, then deny being his fiancée, and now telling him he's ugly was just enough to piss him off. "Say it again!" “As I recall, you already have a wife! And that woman is Samantha. Now get off of me!” “You’re my wife!”

“N-NO!” “You resist one more time, I’d have to cuff you, love.” My body stiffened as I angrily glared at him. He couldn’t be serious. But the swirls of eyes were more than serious. He’d cuff me rendering me helpless once again. My eyes reflected with intense fury and rage. Wife they call me and yet treat me like a whore. Use me whenever their heart desire. “I am your wife!” I cried angry tears rushing down my eyes. Ralph looked amused shaking his head. “Not a whore!”

Liam chuckled as he held her properly :"It seems like my wife is dissatisfied with my face" "You!!!... Who is wife, Let me down" "Then I can make my face ugly so that my wife can like it" "Are you trying to say that I'm ugly..." Lisa asked as she glared at Liam angrily Listening to her Liam suddenly heard a strong desire to survive: "Of course nor my wife is the most beautiful" "You and your sweet mouth, anyway if your face is ugly I will not like you again" "Does wife like my face or me" "Like everything" Lisa replied and made to stand up but the other party held her