Neglected Housewife Novels & Stories

Humiliation held my tongue captive. My silence only made him impatient. "Are you going to cry again? Is that all you know how to do?" His gaze sharpened, towering over me like a Beta scolding an Omega. "Grace, you're a grown woman, yet all you ever think about is that. Maybe you wouldn't be so desperate if you weren't so idle! "Doing the same thing with the same person always—don't you ever get bored?" The words echoed in my head, but the real blow had landed long before tonight. Our neighbor, Amy Reed's voice slithered back into my mind.

' ' You mean you still have your V card? ' Ron seriously is that the only part you heard?' I give him a glare. ' of course not I heard the whole thing I was just curious and who the fuck is James?' ' Oh right that's the maid who acts like the woman of the house her name is actually Jaimee but James suits her fucking better the worst part is my dear husband doesn't care.' 'And the old dude?' he asks. 'Imagine he was the one who forced me to go to the stupid gala when we got there he just talked to a bunch of random people next thing I know the old fucker comes to us with his date...' I pause as flashbacks came flooding into my mind.

"And what makes this life happy? Technologies? None of those toys could replace the value of my mate and twins, my friends, and my dogs that I left in the past." "I'll give you one reason. Housewives have ten thousand monthly salaries." May the angels protect me from this temptation. "Are you crazy? How am I supposed to be a housewife without my husband, hm?" "Get a new one. He's dead today. You only think they're alive because you think about the past." "Nonsense!" I slammed his table. "Tell me what you want if that's what you insist on before you help me." "Lie down with me."

Celine loves her husband but she feels that making love to her husband is a one time business not a regular business,and she prefers going to her business to make more money than staying at home playing and cooking for her husband,she feels it's a waste of time, that's why she brought in a maid to cook and take care of the house when she is not around,but her husband doesn't like the idea,but she can't do the way he wants, cause of her business,she thought

She is looking down at the plate of food, cruelly smiling, and regrets are visible on her face for no apparent reason. "I spent so much time working and caring for others that I forgot I had my own family to take care of too. My husband had a job at the time, and he tried countless times to convince me to stay at home and care for our child, but I was too stubborn since I didn't want to be a housewife forever. I wanted to be more than that, so I worked as a caretaker, a housemaid, a saleswoman, anything I could obtain just to prove that I was more than just the housewife that he wanted me to be. Because I used to believe that the reason he didn't want me to work was because he just saw me a

Later on, she felt starved, she remembered that she hadn't eaten since she woke up this morning but she remembered Thunder and his woman were still there. She stayed and waited a few minutes before deciding to get up and leave her room and go downstairs. She roamed around and found no one, it looks like they already left. She just went straight to the kitchen to cook and prepared food for her to eat. After she finished her food she decided to clean the whole house. It was already afternoon when she finished cleaning and cooking food for dinner but still, but her husband is not home yet. She sat on the sofa because she felt so tired. She turns on the TV and watches some movie series. It was l

Noah doesn’t seem to either. Five years I’ve lived this life. From the outside, it looked beautiful—perfect even. As if I was the luckiest woman to marry the heir of the Sinclair family. But on the inside? Cold. Empty. Loveless. I used to believe that my sincerity could warm Liam’s frozen heart. I was wrong. Mrs. Wilson stood up and went to her drawer. She pulled out a brown folder and handed it to me. “There’s one week left in your contract. Here are the papers. Sign it now. Next week, you’ll be free from this family.”

As we walked out of the café, I reminded myself that I needed to finish my work quickly before meeting Miles. Some time ago, Anna had given me a report about Miles’s condition. In the car, I let Liza drive while I closed my eyes, trying to ease the headache that throbbed inside my head. There was still so much work waiting for me at the office. On top of the mountain of documents, I also received a pile of gifts from a man who had never truly cared about me. I mean, I was nothing more than the wife he never wanted. “So, what should we do with these, Ma’am?” Liza lifted two paper bags, one in each hand.

It was a challenge for Celene at first, as she wasn’t used to doing those tasks, but she eventually adapted after a few months of struggling. She never complained because she thought most wives would do all the household chores. Even when she started working for Jarred’s company who was just starting that time, his mother continued to push all of the household responsibilities onto her. The first year of her marriage to Jarred was a nightmare, leaving her no time to unwind. But thanks to her hard work, the company thrived and Jarred was able to buy a new house and hire a maid, finally giving her some relief, or she thought because her life never really improved that much.

How much more could he have done for an unknown woman he had met just a few days ago? His little gesture touched me and overwhelmed me with gratitude for his actions. He did things for me without saying much. A week had passed, and I could no longer tolerate the suffocating confines of the hospital room any longer. The looming hospital expenses were now consuming my thoughts. I was a simple housekeeper, and the cost of my hospital stay was a burden I couldn't ignore. I had to think of a way to pay it. To my surprise, Mrs. Cha paid an unexpected visit. Her presence was like a breath of fresh air in the sterile hospital room. I was relieved to see her since she had always been my source of wis