My Crazy Wife 소설 & 이야기

i said as i took out her phone from my pocket. "Stop joking Clark please" she said as she brought down the phone "i am not mad, i was sorting out some personal issues" she replied and turned back to her meal. "Crazy women never accept that they are crazy!" I mutterd under my breathe. "What did you say?" She asked as i freezed. She actually heard me!! "You're married to a crazy lady right Clark?" She really is behaving weird! 😱 ©Pop Precious

“And what the fuck are you doing with my wife! -*

"Don't you get me! My wife was just abducted by only God knows, they must have fought her and that is why they also smashed her phone. You are taking this so slow!" Landon yelled in anger and Peter moved to where he was and placed his hand on his shoulders. "They are cops Landon, they would do their work very well," Peter said and Landon looked at him.

She sighed loudly and said “My husband will deal with you all I promise! Everyone looked at her as she mentioned the influential CEO as her husband. “Is she crazy?

I heard Chris warning them on the table as I was playing with Liam. “No one, and I mean no one, should ever pose stupid questions to my wife again. Is that clear? You idiots can’t even keep your useless wives under control. My wife is ten times smarter than these fools you call wives. You’ll never be able to compare my wife to these cretins. Get your wives under control, fools.” Nothing was mentioned. Another lady was approaching me. “Hi,” she stated. “Hi.”

"Five years of standing by your side through every storm. Very moving. But here's what I find interesting." I deliberately paused and looked at Owen. "While I was at home sacrificing everything for my family, putting on weight and running myself into the ground, my wife kept telling me the company was at a critical stage and that she had to sleep at the office. Turns out she was weathering those storms with her Director of Administration." The whispers spreading through the crowd could no longer be contained. Adeline's face shifted from pale to livid. "Quentin, whatever this is, we can talk about it at home…"

Everyone knew Amber Sherry was hopelessly in love with me. She would even risk her life for me. I got into a severe car accident to save her. My health never fully recovered. Because I had a rare blood type, she was terrified that something else might happen to me. She found someone with the same blood type and kept him on standby. He would donate blood to me whenever I needed it. I was also hopelessly in love with her. After she gave birth to Aria, I did not care what people thought. We gave her Amber’s last name—Aria Sherry. I did not want her to go through another pregnancy, so I got a vasectomy. Every socialite in our circle was jealous of what we had. On the day of Aria’s baby de

She gestured to the food set on the table. Adrian’s words lingered in her mind, and a smile found its way to her lips. If she could survive this night without chaos, then there was nothing she couldn’t survive—not even after the abusive marriage she had endured before fate brought Ethan her way. “Please excuse me,” Natasha said, smiling as she stood up with her phone clutched in her hand. She could no longer pretend to be happy even though her daughter was still sending signs. She walked toward the parking lot, her hands trembling as she dialed her husband’s number.

I remembered every detail of that night. A sudden acute myocarditis had struck me. The situation was critical, so the doctors scheduled an emergency heart surgery. As I signed the pre-op forms, my hand trembled so badly I could barely write. “Where’s my wife?” I asked. The nurse’s face was full of sympathy. “Mr. Drake, Mrs. Drake had urgent company matters. She’ll be back soon.” Even as the anesthesia began to take hold on the operating table, I thought—when she arrived, I would give her a piece of my mind.

"Not your business." Jared's eyes lit up with rage. He grabbed her chin, leaning in way too close. "Lucia." His voice dripped with venom. "Can't survive without a man, huh?" The insult should've burned—but she felt nothing. Cole jumped in, trying to defuse it. "No, it's not like that. Lucia and I—" She shut him down fast. "Yeah." Her smile was ice. "What can I say? My own husband couldn't get the job done. What was I supposed to do—die frustrated?"