My Wife Is Ugly Novels & Stories

Then… “Anyway, that’s not the point.” I kept my tone steady. Cold. “What I wanted to say is this… Don’t start thinking that because I stopped Maya, I care. I don’t. I only did it because you’re my wife. And no one disrespects my wife. That’s all.” She stared at me. Her voice low but sharp. “Except you.” I looked at her. “I don’t disrespect you.” “Oh wow,” she scoffed. “You don’t? Of course not. You treat me like glass, just so you can break me.”

Unable to sleep, I lay there scrolling through my phone. "Why are you shouting?" he asked. "Dyson and Ken said I'm ugly," I said tearfully. "Hahahaha, they said that?" he chuckled. "Yes. Am I really ugly?" I grumbled. "Hahaha, they're just joking. Let me talk to them. You're beautiful," Raven reassured me. "Your husband called!" I informed him. "Yeah, hahaha, we're together. He wants to see how you handle things," he chuckled again. I frowned even more hearing them laugh at me. Am I truly so unattractive?

the man reassured his wife, he didn't want her to feel sad thinking about something that would make him feel sick. Reya sighed while wiping his teary face, she put on a sullen expression making Luis feel even more surprised by the attitude of his wife who always made him dizzy. Even so, he remained patient with his pregnant wife. "Now that my body shape and appearance already changed, look... I'm not attractive anymore, Luis!" she said expressed his uneasy heart while standing in front of the mirror. Luis watched his wife who was still busy with the mirror in front of the woman herself. "I'm ugly now, surely you will find a new wife," said Reya staring at her husband accusingly, making Luis

I'm afraid I'll go crazy if I listen to her ramblings often. “Did you hear me, huh? A disobedient wife like you, who can't even take care of her own family. A fool's wife doesn't know how to benefit. You're ugly, smelly, stupid and greedy, you like wasting money again, it's no wonder no one likes you. No wonder everyone hates you. No wonder your own mother doesn't want to take care of you, and no wonder your father doesn't want to acknowledge you. No wonder you don't have any friends. No wonder the neighbors don't want to approach you, because you are the ugliest woman, the worst woman in the world, stupid brat. How disgusting you are, you know? I can't take it anymore. I want her t

She glanced briefly at Sheena, then lowered her head, as if not wanting to make things worse. Sheena remained standing tall. “Do you realize what you just said, Gevan?” she asked in a flat yet pressing tone. Gevan looked at his wife from head to toe, then laughed mockingly. “Sheena, look at yourself. Your body is so fat, your face is dull, your glasses are thick. You look more like a maid than the wife of a billionaire. Claudia is far more suitable to stand by my side. Aren’t you ashamed to see your own reflection in the mirror?”

Eryna frowned and spoke to the half-asleep Micah, The women at his side looked at Eryna with disgust and spoke, “Who are you, Ugly?” She spoke. “Huh? What did you call me? Ugly? Which part of me do you think Is ugly?” She replied. “No! Why am I fighting with you? Get away from my Husband!!” Eryna growled. There was a pause and then They cracked into laughter. “You? His wife? Look at him, he is handsome, he is rich, why would he marry someone like you? Get out of my sight or I will-“

He looked like he could murder someone, and Tabitha knew she had gotten him. " Oh wait a minute! " Tabitha gasped, placing a finger on her lips with a teasing expression. " Is your wife also as ugly and fat as a pig? " She dabbed the steaks. " You know nowadays getting a pretty woman as a wife is almost so Impossible. " " We have only the pigs and the gold diggers left and I can bet on a million dollars that you probably got married to one. " " It's either she is a pig..." She paused, raising the fork. " Or she is a bloody gold digger from the pit of hell. "

What if the man was so grotesque, so ugly that she changed her mind about the whole marriage? Her father would never forgive her and she would end up homeless and without family. She would be a disgrace to her family and probably shunned as punishment. "No. I don't want to see you yet. Tomorrow at the ceremony, I want to meet you for the first time." It was quiet for a while, but then she heard the soft voice again. "Are you sure? Are you not curious? I'm sure you heard the stories about my looks. Don't you want to see me first?"

It was when we reached our backyard, she let go of me before asking me, “Do you think I’m ugly?” The query left me with an open mouth and wide eyes. Anne had a good stature, a curvy body and attractive features. From when we were younger, people preferred to call her more beautiful than me. That’s why I was taken aback a little when she asked me if I thought she was ugly. “What do you mean? You have such beautiful brown hair, comforting hazel eyes and golden skin,” I demanded more clarification because I failed to understand what she meant. Uncomfortable at first, she struggled to provide a quick response. After exerting a long breath, she attempted to achieve the necessary composure before

"You're beautiful in every possible way. I'm such a picky being, and there is no way I would settle for less. I'm just saying that you are less beautiful in terms of appearance, if you stand next to me you will only be an ordinary pretty lady because I am way more attractive. I want what's best for my daughter, and it's none other than inheriting my good looks. " 'Well, he didn't lie tho,' a voice inside her head even agreed with her husband's claim. "You're always conceited," she replied. "Is that so? Didn't you drool on me, especially when you saw me n-" She had to stop him from saying weird words since her husband didn't know to cut to the chase.