Romans & histoires My Husband Brought His Mistress Home

All I knew, with a desperate certainty, was that I wanted my husband back. "But how can you say that? You didn't see him. He has another woman, a mistress! He has been having her all these years. They have a child. She is pregnant. They're expecting another baby!" "I understand what you're saying, dear," my mother-in-law said calmly. "I need you to relax. I know it's all-new, and you're still in denial, but that is the reality of things. It is true; Ryan does have another woman, a mistress. They do have a child together. They are expecting another child. But you are forgetting that you're the wife."

“And this isn’t the way to fix it.” “Fix it?” My voice cracked slightly, and I hated that he heard it, that he saw it. “You think I called you to fix anything?” He didn’t answer immediately, just watched and tried to stop me from falling whenever I staggered. “You know what I saw tonight?” The words came out unevenly, my gaze dropping as I shook my head slowly. “Do you have any idea what it feels like to walk into your own house and find your husband going down on someone else?”

"Hey, do you know what happened here. Fill me in, I just got here myself." "Good heavens. How could you not know about a scandal this big? That woman came to the hotel to catch her husband red-handed. Apparently, he used a business trip as an excuse, but he was actually vacationing here with his mistress. Once the wife found out, she rushed over. When she caught them in the act, she called in a group of thugs to beat the mistress. I heard it was brutal; her face was so mangled she was unrecognizable when they took her away in the ambulance. And the husband. She cut off his manhood... It's terrifying." Hearing the fragments of the story made me shiver. It was truly frightening; women these da

If you don't open this door, I'm kicking it down! But I kicked the door from the inside before he could. Liam yelped in shock and pounded even harder. "Darling, what's wrong? Are you hurt? Open the door!" I crossed my arms, then asked, "Liam, you've got a gorgeous villa. Why are you here?" "It's not… Darling, just open the door, and we'll talk. You don't want the neighbors hearing this, do you?" "Why wouldn't I?" I shot back. "I'd love for everyone to see how my husband brought his mistress into our home, turned her into my household helper, bought her a villa, and showered her with jewelry!"

My blood ran cold. I stared at George, who was holding Myra. Complicated emotions churned in my chest. "Was this done on purpose?" Had they deliberately provoked me just so I'd be caught on camera? "Rach, even if you can't stand seeing Georgie and me together, you shouldn't make a scene here. If you're upset, let's talk after the show. I'll apologize to you properly, okay?" Myra said softly. The live stream comments exploded. "What the hell? The real wife has to apologize to the mistress?"

He just stared at me, baffled, as if he couldn't understand why I was so calm. Every other time I'd caught him cheating, I'd made a scene. I'd wrecked his car, smashed the antiques in the house, and sent every one of his mistresses away to another city. The eighth time, when I caught him in a hotel with a stranger, I'd held a knife to him and sworn that if it happened again, I'd drive it through his heart. Even with my parents and brother calling me a madwoman, I wouldn't back down. But when I saw him holding Giuliana, I didn't have the strength to raise a hand.

"Haha. Can you really hurt me seriously? That's not enough, Jane," Kate yelled at the woman in front of her. "Why? Do you want me to add that and put a bruise on your whole face? If that's the case, Jester will disgust you forever. Anyway, he's been getting tired of you for a long time because my husband has already had an affair with another woman. "We're just totally the same. Ah, wait, the difference between us is that I am the legal wife. You? The Mistress." Jane was about to move forward when she spotted a folder Kate was holding with "Files owned by Andi Kate", which was written on it.

I am practically melting against his chest, responding to my own husband in a filthy subterranean club. He pulls back just enough to look at my face. His pupils are blown wide, completely swallowing the ice-blue of his irises. He drops his gaze to my mouth, his chest heaving heavily against mine. He's not supposed to kiss the stripper. He is supposed to go home and kiss his wife. But the heavy, feral hunger burning in his eyes completely shatters my resolve. The walls separating Blue and Serena crumble into dust. I don't think about the rules. I don't think about the empire, the cameras, or the danger.

' 'Seriously me knowing is your biggest problem? 'No, sorry where was I oh, she told me to tell you to live her man alone, I was confused at first cause I knew you only had one man who is your husband. Then she cleared my confusion, that Antony belongs to her and you are the mistress. If you ever come close to him she would take what both of you have. Then the line went dead, what did she mean.' 'Oh my God I have been selfish all this while, not caring of the pain everyone might have passed through.'

May husband's second mistress —the exact one she had seen the night before— who had come to unlock the door, tried to process what the lady had said. "Wait. Are you sure you're not in the wrong apartment? Cause the owner of this house isn't married yet." "If you're talking about one Mr. Edric David then yes and as I've already said, I'm his wife." She waved the ring, she hadn't had the guts to remove all these years of unhappy marriage, infront of her husband's mistress face. "Can I go in now?"