Novel & Cerita Master Lis Pampered Wife

Lisa smiled and muttered a Thank you before walking to the direction of the room She entered the room to see Liam who rested on the sofa and closed his eyes She smiled and closed the door quietly She walked over quietly and sat on the table in front of him She couldn't help analyzing his face "Eyelashes is long then mine Lips are redder than mine Even face is more good looking than mine Tsk tsk, how are you look better than your girlfriend" Lisa muttered as she made to stand up But how could the person sitting on the sofa let her go Before she knew it she was already in his arms "You...!!!" Liam chuckled as he held her properly :"It seems like my wife is dissatisfied with my face"

And besides he said I can go home after all this, I don't know how long it would take but I feel myself sit up properly and force out a smile. And in the most determined way ever I breathe out my words carefully… "I, Scarlett Monica Hathaway, promise to be nothing but everything to you, and if it is a loving wife you ask for, then a loving wife, I shall be…" Liam's lips gently curve into another one of his rebellious but charming smiles, and he quietly laughs at my words. Okay? Now where did the fierce Liam go? "You're funny," He says. I say nothing in return as he watches me.

I inquired, my eyes welling up with tears. "Is this why you abandoned me and the babies in Texas? Is this some sort of prank?" In a high pitched voice, she inquired. When I heard the word "babies," my stomach tightened. Was he married or not? This had to be a joke, I reasoned. "Pamela, this is my wife Bianca, and Bianca, this is my boss, Pamela," he said to the lady. Boss? I questioned him as I stared at him. Then I burst out laughing. I approached Liam and slapped him in the face.

Liam’s voice was low, deadly. Marcus, completely unbothered, smirked. "Ah, The Famous Billionaire, Liam Anderson. It’s nice to finally meet you in person." He extended his hand as if they were business partners. Liam didn’t shake it. Instead, he grabbed Marcus by the collar so fast that Marcus barely had time to react. "You have a lot of nerve," Liam growled, his entire body radiating fury. "How dare you touch my wife?" Isabelle’s breath caught. "Liam, wait—"

And even more unexpectedly—the cheating scumbag turned out to be— #Wealthy Wife Chooses to Be a Rich Man’s Dog Over a Poor Man’s Wife# A wealthy lady walked her dog without a leash, nearly biting a female neighbor. Instead of apologizing, she blamed the neighbor for not watching where she was going, saying she blocked the dog's path. The woman in question is Katrina Lee, the pampered wife of Peter Whitmore, eldest son of the influential Whitmore family in City A.

She felt something slice through her hair land on the board behind her, and the next second, her hair came pouring down her shoulders; she had very long hair, so when it fell, it covered most of her face. Everyone froze as they waited for him to shoot her; their hearts in their mouths as they watched him squeeze the trigger; the middle-aged man shut his eyes, not wanting to see what became of such a beautiful woman. He was Liam’s butler, and he had been with him for years; he knew how heartless he was and he wasn't expecting anything less; although he had not seen him hurt a woman, he would not be surprised if he hurt her. but she was his wife even if he didn’t love her as she was sold to hi

Daniel turned the moment he registered my presence, and whatever composure he had been holding onto dissolved immediately into righteous anger. "So you finally decided to show up." He took a step toward me, his voice rising. "What kind of man are you? You abandoned your wife on the night she gave birth, and now you walk in here with your mistress on your arm like—" "Stop." I leveled him with a look that I made sure communicated exactly how little I thought of his opinion. "Whatever you imagine you understand about my personal affairs, I can assure you that you are wrong. You have no rights here, Daniel. None. This is between my wife and me, and you are not part of that conversation. So I am

His grandson really pampered his wife like a queen. On the other hand Monalisa shuddered at the menacing statement from Matthew.

“Talk about what?” “Leave Damian and come to me.” I burst out laughing at Lucas’s words. Lucas frowned, asking with displeasure, “What are you laughing at?” “You want me to give up being a pack **Luna** just to be your mistress, someone I have to keep hidden?” “Is the title of Damian’s wife so precious to you?” “It’s certainly more respectable than being a mistress,” I said, pointing a finger at Lucas's chest. “Besides, I am an ambitious woman, which you must know well from your investigation. I crave power, not a man’s charity.”