Make Ugly Woman Your Wife Novels & Stories

“Mrs. Kingsley! How does this emergency closure affect the Whitmore name!? Will it add to the rumored finance problems under the Whitmore name?” “No, it will not.” I answered short and sweet with a smile. “Next question.” “Mr. Kingsley! Is your wife’s new business venture a good distraction for the work that needs to be done at the Whitmore Group?” Alaric stepped forward. “My wife is an exceptional businesswoman. You will see that in her future endeavors, I assure you.” He smiled, his hand at the small of my back. If I didn’t know this marriage was transactional and that he still had a thing for his conniving ex, I would have believed him.

"Why? You don't want us to be friends?" "I don’t want to!" My forehead creased. "But why?!" I ask him a bit confuse. "Your my wife Mara. I don't want to be friends with you. I want more than that!" I suddenly felt my heart beat faster. "But we've tried that before. And look where it lead us." "Mara... wife..." he pleaded. I disagree. "No Maru. I don't want to go back to that process again. Now there is no other value in my life but Baby Tanya. "

She went out of the kitchen and saw if it was her husband. She smiled at him as soon as she saw him but her smile disappeared right away when she saw him with a woman again. She feels ashamed while looking at her posture as a mess while the woman looks so sexy, beautiful, and well-dressed. "Until when you'll be blocking our way?" the woman asked. She steps back to give them away. Her husband doesn't care about her because he's busy flirting with the woman. But for a moment the woman stopped and turned to look over at her, "Are you his maid? Can you get me some water? I feel thirsty," the woman requested in a bitchy way.

"If she is dead, then I won't ever marry another woman again for the rest of my life! What am I telling you? How can I curse my wife to die? You're the person who should be dead!" Marcus was truly exasperated. "Not only does a woman like you deserve to be dead, but you're even ugly beyond measure! You speak of my wife becoming ugly, but no matter how ugly my wife gets, she won't be as ugly as you. You're so extremely ugly! Don't you ever look into a mirror? Ugly woman! It's really true that ugly people would create more trouble! Fuck off!"

“Big deal! Maybe you should reflect on yourself, Ms. Markham. Your condition doesn’t allow you to have children. For all we know, you might have let more than your hair down during your younger days, and that’s on you.” Krystal was already seething with rage, and Dale’s remark didn’t help with the situation. Following a rush of blood to the head, she gripped Dale by the throat. “I gave you everything, and this is how you repay me? I’m going to kill you!” Pinned against the wall, Dale uttered in a struggle, “Go ahead. Kill me. I suppose it’s worth having company in the afterlife…” Her anger lifted as reason returned. It took a lot of hard work to get where she was today, and the last thing sh

The beautiful villa that Alice once inhabited as a sad pathetic wife would be wiped clean of her presence and I would shine in her place. But to my horror, after only a couple of short weeks, David had changed everything. He decided he was going to stay close to Alice, to be a part of her child’s life, to make the child our own, but that would never work. Now, because of his impulses and stupidity, we were stuck in this cramped little apartment right across from Alice. What was worse was that she had two men living with her. Two men who were clearly attractive and pining for her. Stupid Alice didn’t realize that. Of course she didn’t. She could argue a case, but she couldn’t recognize her ow

'Oh Mr Ace thank God you are here, I was just trying to be nice to the miss over here but she just slapped me saying I -' 'That's not true, this slut is the one who was insulting me, saying that she was yours and that I was your little one night stand listen here you little maid I am his WIFE get it HIS!' I could feel myself shaking with anger, when I got a good look at her I saw her face becoming pale yeah thats right bitch his mine. Only what Ace did next left me in shock. 'Please excuse us Jaimee I need to have a chat with my wife.' he says while holding on to her consoling her instead of consoling me his wife.

She's beautiful. "Are you talking to me?" I ask her. "Yeah, I see the way you've been looking at her. I know that look. Do you like her?" I laugh and rub my neck nervously, a little embarrassed. "Well... Funny thing is she's my wife." "Oh." She says a bit surprised. "Your wife?" "Yeah. I think she's trying to make me jealous on purpose, I don't know, I just don't understand." "Oh, it's that kind of night. I totally understand. You see that man over there?" She says, pointing up to a man sitting in the VIP section, surrounded by three girls. I look up and see the man. He looks expensive.

She started to play hard to get, blocking his groping hand while muttering something seductive. "We have a new arrival. Do you want to try it?" the woman said. 'Huh, new arrival?' The drunk Solomon looked at the "beauty" in front of him and let out a couple of obscene laughs. "Then you and I, okay?" The woman did not say yes or no, but gently stretched out her hand to fan herself and whispered, "Why is it so hot here?" She then tore the thin clothes on her shoulders with no hesitation, exposing her smooth, fair skin.

“What? That lying ugly fat bitch! All along she pretended to be my friend just to spy on me. You deserve each other. Ugh….[continues crying] “No,no,no,no my Wife ain’t a bitch neither is she ugly but you are right about one thing, we are definitely a match in heaven. A woman who knows how to protect her husband from whores like you.” “Angela is not like me or you I don’t know how you got her to do this but I’m pretty sure she has no idea of what’s going on or know exactly what you people are but the day she will know the truth, she’s gonna do worse than me and her reasons will be to protect this country especially women from scums like you. She’s going to put you behind bars trust me. [chuck