Romans & histoires Not Your Perfect Wife Anymore

Aaron declared and walked out. In a certain penthouse, Jeniva Manor was pacing back and forth in her sitting room. Who dares to hack her account, who dares to sabotage her conversation and use it against her? That's what is obtainable in her career sometimes. She does it, everyone does it and steps out, appearing like a saint. Only now that her secret was out will everyone see her as a bitch. Two of her contracts have just been terminated and she has to offer compensation for breaching it. It was terminated on the ground of dented morality.

“You hide the bruises, but we can still see them, hermana. Everyone can.” “Stop it,” Mom whispers. “You should have left him years ago.” “I couldn’t.” Catalina laughs bitterly. “You mean you wouldn’t.” Silence drops heavy between them. I can hear the ticking of the clock, the faint hum of the city outside. Then Mom’s voice comes, barely above a whisper. “Not everyone gets a perfect marriage like you, Catalina. With your perfect husband and your perfect children.” Catalina’s face changes, something sharp flickers through her expression. She leans forward slowly. “There’s no such thing as a perfect marriage,” she says. Her voice is calm now, too calm. “But my husband knows one thing.”

She had grown. Lena was no longer the teenager and young adult I used to know. She was a full grown fucking woman. She was no longer the girl I had fallen in love with. The public knew nothing yet, but she was not happy in her marriage and it showed if you got close. She came out now in a robe that had Vincent's initials on the chest area and anyone who had seen her would conclude that they were so in love. She was the perfect trophy wife on the media. Little did they fucking know… miss perfect was actually fighting for her life in the hands of her 'loving' husband.

“Yes, I can, but can’t you understand that your bubble suffocated me? I wanted so desperately to make you proud, to be the perfect wife, to hold my own beside you, to give you the beautiful mini Moore we both wanted—and I did want them too, I really did, but I needed to find my self-respect first. I never found it with you because the pressure of living up to the perfection of your life was just too much.’ The walls of the surrounding buildings seemed to close in on her, crowding her, squeezing her, like creatures from the horror film her fairy-tale marriage had turned into. She gazed at him, feeling an almost unbearable sadness loom down on her. He looked haggard, as if he’d been told his e

Caroline says, and Perfect looks uncomfortable, but she has had years of practice. "We got married last year, we loved each other, and couldn't wait." She smiles, I glance at our parents who look guilty, then at Finn who hasn't said a word. "Finn," I say, and he looks up, smiling at me. Wrong sister, jerk. "Tell us about your company." Violet says, and we draw attention away from Perfect, she is one of us now, and we protect our own. Finn gives us a look, then stares at his Wife, probably feel everyone's eyes on him, because he launches into a boring conversation about his work.

“Of course. You’ve been too busy staging your little strip show to keep up.” That upset her, I could tell by the way her eyes narrowed before she snatched her phone from the nightstand and opened her notifications. Sienna watched the footage circulating online in silence, me grabbing Anyta’s wrist, the slap, me shoving a guy’s phone out of his hand after she stormed out with the smug looking bastard she'd come to the club with. Her nose wrinkled in disgust. “I told you that ex wife of yours is trouble,” Sienna snapped. “Didn’t I warn you? Didn’t I tell you she’d ruin your life if you don’t leave her alone like you're supposed to?!” she flung her phone on the bed.

"I’ll never do that. I'm your husband and you're my wife now." "Shut up! That's disgusting!" Caraline felt her heart racing. "You're driving me almost crazy!"

"That wife is just a tool. She deserves it!" Liam released Chloe and turned back to me. His expression was cold again. "Now you understand, right? Our marriage was a sham from the start. But why did you have to blow it all up?" he demanded. "We each got what we wanted. Couldn't we just leave it at that? You had to come here and make a scene. Are you happy now?" He wasn't guilty for being caught. He was annoyed. Annoyed that I’d crashed his perfect little world.

"You wish so coldly to get a union, that woman doesn't want you. You've seen that she's gone off with someone else." "You want to win based on an illusion" Gael fixed his eyes on Thompson's, his ex-girlfriend no longer seemed so beautiful to him, even if she prowled around in a short dress a shimmering gait, she didn't monopolize his gaze. Because she didn't love him like she used to, nor would she, at !least he thought so. "I am not a prefect, I have nothing. That wife everyone has scorned is the only thing on my mind,day or night,I keep thinking if it would be all right.Thompson?Don't you understand?"

Yeni wasn't ready for that to happen. "Aris and Allisya are now legally husband and wife," Daniel answered with a sharp gaze, holding back the surging anger in his heart. Allisya was now Aris's forever. There was no right or chance anymore to fix their relationship, which had failed so easily because of his own selfishness. The entire club was shocked, even though they didn't know the problem. But they felt sad for what Yeni was feeling.