Novel & Cerita No Wife No Life

Because no matter how much she tried to hold on to their marriage, no matter how many times she told herself she just had to endure it a little longer, she was starting to feel like a woman without a husband. And wasn’t that the cruelest part of all? That she was married—bound by vows and love that only she seemed to believe in—and yet, she was more alone than she had ever been. Lara inhaled deeply, forcing the thought away before it could settle too deeply in her chest. Lifting her glass, she downed the rest of the whiskey in one swift gulp, welcoming the burn. But even as the warmth spread through her, she couldn’t shake the feeling that Reagan’s eyes were still on her.

Because that was the first time I had ever heard him call me his wife. After leaving Miles’s room, I drank wine alone in my own room. With my legs curled up on the chair, I played with the glass filled with red liquid. Am I truly alive? Or is every life destined to feel like this? Honestly, I had already taken care of the paperwork. My name now really is Sandra Astor, with the background of belonging to a married couple who had no children. A year after I was registered as part of their family, both of them passed away.

A woman with no real last name, married to a man with no existent heart. Perfect for each other, in all the wrong ways.

And she wasn't mistaken there was. "True or not, do I really have a right, Denver? Afterall, I'm just your wife on paper, right? I'm just your wife for the company. I'm just your wife for your parents. Tsk. I don't have any rights at all to complain. Because even then, I had no place in your life. "

I said, more like suggesting. “No, he left you because he discovered there’s nothing attached to your name. He didn’t want to be with a woman who has no identity, no wealth, nothing.” “That’s not true!” I yelled, flinging the glass at the wall and making the baby cry. “I am Nevaeh Miles Lucas. I have an identity!” “That was then, now you know better,” the husband said, walking behind me. “Let us help you get that back.” “Keep quiet, pipsqueak!” the wife grunted at the wailing baby. “Honey, I might have to dump this baby with nurse Edith. I can’t deal with this.”

I looked at the sisters on stage, and my vision dimmed as a strong wave of hatred rose in my chest. In my last life, after spending time with the seven sisters, I felt most drawn to Kara Jennings, so I chose her to be my wife. But in the end, she pushed my grandmother off the second floor, killing her on the spot. After that, Kara teamed up with her sisters, took over my family's assets, and locked me in the basement. The basement was dark, filthy, and suffocating. They even brought my driver's son, Oscar Warner, just so he could watch and laugh at my misery.

Lizzy smiled, "well, for starters, Rowland is very rich. And I'm not just talking about average wealth, he is very rich, he just has a weird way of showing off his wealth because he doesn't know what to do with it. So, if he's out of the way, we can take over everything he owns. He has no family; he was the only son of his parents, and they're both deceased. He seems to be estranged from his distant cousins or something like that. He made mention of it when I first met him a few years back, but then I didn't really know much about him. I eventually came to the conclusion that they decided to live far away from him and keep him at arm's length because of his lifestyle. But the summary of what

“Naomi is my wife. That means something. Whether you like it or not.” Soonie scoffed. “Wife. You keep using that word like it excuses everything. But where were you when she needed you most? Six years, she had to navigate life without you. Six years she fought to keep her life together, and you were nowhere. Now you want to play husband? Don't make me laugh.” Damon didn’t flinch. “If you think this me playing husband, enjoy it. Whatever makes you sleep at night.” The words landed like iron. Soonie’s mouth snapped shut, her breathing sharp.

{Winter Kingdom} Pov: Cassian Today is two months since I got married and I can't stand my wife anymore, every hour she wants to hold party thinks this is a party house, our riches come from our people. I've run out of patience. Every hour there are arguments between us, and I am always grateful when she goes out for a walk.

Men are now just slaves to Women. Men can be sold without their consent and there are no restrictions against violence toward Men. Although she took away almost all the rights of men she left one. it's not because of kindness. It's just that her magic was still not strong enough to change the rule written by her grandmother. 'Women can't marry without men's consent' but there is always a legal way to do illegal things. women are allowed to use any method to make men agree to marriage. Lilith, Her name means Night monster and she lives up to her name.