Novel & Cerita My Mute Wife

And she needs to go to jail. "Shut up!" I roared. The room echoed with it. My heart thudded violently against my ribs. "Don’t you dare call her that. She’s my wife." Dave flinched, but then shook his head, exasperated. "Your wife? Boss… she lied to you. She’s been pretending to be mute. Pretending! That’s sick. That’s not love, that’s manipulation." I staggered back a step, like he’d physically shoved me.

She asked as Natasha laughed. "Pay you, For what?, You married Noah for better or worse, its your duty as a wife to stick with him in sickness and in health, Noah has no money left, he was in an accident, are you that dumb perhaps stupid?" Natasha asked loudly. "You are the stupid one here, what do you see in a mute man?, He will never walk, he will never love you, has he ever treated you with respect, No right?, He actually mistreated you and made you feel lonely right?, Its because that's the way he is, he did the same to me, do you think he loves you, Just because he tolerates you, He is mute and stuck, he has no one else that's why his using you" she said as I angrily glared at her.

I clutched my phone, my stomach churning as a wave of nausea hit the back of my throat. My wife Eliza Wood's lazy voice droned on from the speaker, "Not enough? Want me to throw in another million dollars? "Speak up. Did you go mute? One million dollars isn't enough for you to squander? I'm giving you this money to keep up appearances for the Wood family. Stop embarrassing me out there. And drop the whole divorce act. I'm sick of hearing it."

“No! You can’t do that. I will be a laughing stock. The humiliation you give me is enough. Please don’t make it public.” I laughed, the sound bitter. “You don’t want the whole world to know? Let me take you down memory lane. Remember when we were still married and I couldn’t speak? Your sister told the reporters during your party, and I was tagged the CEO’s mute wife. I’m sure you remember.” “That was in the past, Miss Winter. Please don’t do this to me.” His voice cracked. “Oh darling,” I said with a cool smile, “I don’t wish to. I just want you to taste your own medicine, to know how it felt. Maybe in your next life you’ll learn how to treat women better.”

And I wasn't kidding. "Now!" "He is…” I raised my gun in his direction and he swallowed, before digging into his pocket for his phone. Valentina twisted again and I patted her free hand till she calmed. Morretti's voice was like a white noise in the background, I didn't want to know the details of their discussion. "My wife isn't home yet.” I thought he was speaking on the phone but the silence after that with his intense gaze on me made me look up. “What?" I tilted my head.

She said but I kept mute. I just kept staring at her as my frustration grew up by confusion. Something was definitely wrong with her. After a few seconds that felt like an eternity, she finally reached for her phone and unlocked it. As she did, her face twisted into a look of utter disbelief, quickly followed by... annoyance? "Cheap... husband?" she muttered under her breath. "Who did you call a cheap husband?" I said to her. For a second, she turned to me with widened eyes, clearly shocked at the fact that I was able to hear her muffles.

Placing the phone on speaker, I chuckled nervously, the sound off because I tried not to grunt at the feel of his cock slamming into my G-spot over and over again, until my eyes rolled to the back of my head. “Well…what’s going on?” my husband snapped. “I’m sure you put me on mute…why?” “No…I dropped the phone because I…I was in the kitchen, and he pit was hot…..I would have….hmm….b-b-burned myself if I….shit….fuck me….spoke to you while….Viktor….please.” I turned back to see him, and he pulled me so my back angled perfectly against his front. Fuck, I sounded like a nymphomaniac….that too while my husband listened

“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!”

When she saw the waiter coming with her order , she tapped the mute so Luke wouldn’t hear the server when he gave her the cheesecake and coffee. "Thank you, “ she quickly said to him. Luke cursed. His wife was lying to him. He ended the call. Isabelle let out a sound of frustration when he hung up. She dialed his number. At first she thought that he won’t " What?!I am driving!" he hissed and she bit her bottom lip. She was aware that he was using a hands-free phone so he could talk while driving. She knew he was in a black mood because she wasn’t able to get the call immediately.

If things went on like this, what would happen? Robert came back from outside and saw his wife sitting there, sighing. He said, "Why are you like this? Who provoked you?" Lady Cecilia Longhorn looked up at him angrily and said, "It's all for your son. He's really interested in that mute. For her, he actually fired Kim!" Robert handed the coat he had taken off to the maid and frowned slightly. "Oh?" How is it possible that his son has fallen in love with a mute who has no power or influence