My Wife Is Ugly Novels & Stories

The judgment. The mockery. "Oh my God! She's such a shameless woman! I can't believe she lied to our faces!" "Exactly! She told us her beauty was completely natural! She even promised that the cosmetic procedures at her clinic would produce results as natural as hers. Who would've thought that her own beauty was fake?" "I hate liars!" "There's no way I'm letting my wife get her surgery done at her clinic anymore. She's a complete fraud!" "What a pathetic woman!"

Laura beat him to the punch and it frustrated him how quick she was at these things. "No take back," she reminded him. "I was tired of being your fiancée so I decided to upgrade my status to wife. It took me a painfully long time to actually ask my father for some help to get everything done legally so don't complain! At least now you don't have to go through that blockhead to make me Mrs Boey. I did all the muscle work. Aren't you glad?"

"Uh, talking with you is useless. Well, the man I adore is married to an ugly woman. Uh, I can't even imagine his wife's face in my head because she's too ugly for him! My mood soured just thinking about them being together!" She still couldn't forget the handsome blond with the jade-blue eyes, who went shopping at her store before. His perfect body and handsome face had tormented her mind with ecstasy and she had sleepless nights each night only thinking about him. She stalked him to the hotel but his wife humiliated her in public with a slap on the face. It was an embarrassing day for her but she won't ever forget that day!

Do you think by marrying me you will get limitless money, a luxurious life? "Wife? Like seriously, you are considering your ugly self as my wife? The multimillionaire Sebastian Knight's wife? Then listen you are nothing but a gold digger. How much I wish you had seen your ugly self before considering your worthless self as my wife. Your face isn't worth spat upon, you fucking whore. This marriage is nothing to me. You are nothing to me. You are just a low-class girl. How could you even think that you can be my wife? You won't even fit as my maid. Have you even seen this type of clothes in your entire life?

Without a word, my mother, Jane, set her wine glass down with a sharp clink. My father, Robert, sneered and dabbed the corners of his mouth with quiet elegance. “Catherine, that’s an interesting way to put in. Since when does putting on a show mean dragging her husband’s dignity through the mud? Haven’t you seen the entertainment headlines recently? “We haven’t exactly come out of this unscathed, have we? “She even skipped this meal and had dinner with a young actor. Who is she trying to embarrass?” Catherine’s face instantly turned deathly pale.

"He is still going to love you." "Epeidí i alítheia eínai óti o gámos den eínai ómorfos. Because the truth is, marriage is not beautiful and that is why he would know all that." Rhea looked down at her daughter as she said those words. "Marriage is ugly. You see the absolute worst in someone. You see them when they're mad, sad, being stubborn, when they're so unlovable they make you scream."

The clear water and white sand were a bonus. “Hmm,” was all he said, so she glanced at him. He was still staring at her. “Do I have something on my face?” He smiled at her. “None.” “Then why’ve you been staring?” “Why? Is it forbidden to stare at my wife now?” “N-no. It’s just… kind of awkward.” “It should be, baby. Because you’re ugly.” He adjusted his seat with a grin. “What? I’m ugly?” “Yes. Totally,” he said, closing his eyes.

“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!”

Especially when we’re having lunch or dinner with Jana. "Wife are you ready?" I gave him a forced smile and nodded. Today is Jana’s birthday and they will have a family dinner. Since Maru is close with her family, they also invited us in the said dinner. “Does my dress look okay?” I ask him. My belly is already big that’s why I kind of feel down. I feel like I got so fat and I look ugly. "You look so hot wife!" He said the he kiss me in my forehead and lips.

The man remained silent, listening intently. "I asked for some money for plastic surgery to make my face worthy of his wife, but he refused to give me the money for nothing," Ariana laughed ruefully, but her voice sounded bitter. "As if my appearance doesn't matter, because I'm not allowed to introduce myself as his wife." The man clenched his fists under the table. "I finally realized," Ariana continued, her voice trembling slightly. "No matter how hard I try to be patient, he'll never see my sacrifice."