Once Cast-off Wife, Now Untouchable Queen Novels & Stories

But the difference is they may have received gifts from their loved ones but she received as Rewards of being his Trophy wife. She was simply sitting on the seat all numb. Everyone is might be from high business class society or Investors or outsider they look very bewitching. She simply feels like an outcast. She never thought her life ended up being this awful. She has just only one thing Money and Money with no regard no freedoms. She realizes very well there is no chance to get out. Regardless of the amount she attempted yet by the day's end she simply remains at the same position.

She doesn't understand why Sashal was able to beat her because even now, she thinks that she is better than Sashal. Due to her failure to occupy the position of the highest woman in the kingdom, her family betrothed her to an old man twice her age, a former royal warrior, who made his fortune through his business after he retired. Her husband is an ugly man and has a dirty sex life. Knowing she will be there, he brings all his mistresses to their home. He even often forces her to serve his business partners in bed while he is watching gleefully. It's not enough to humiliate her honor but her husband also often beats her when his business doesn't go well. Even if she's trying to return to her

Queen Satish exclaimed and filled with anger, she slapped Queen Kalispell very hard. "What the hell! You raised your filthy hands to slap my mother?" Kalisha thundered and raised her hands to slap Queen Satish. "Don't!" King Reginald shouted as he came into the room. "You? You raised your hands on my wife?" "I will do that again. I still remain the first queen of this palace. Besides, look at my daughter." Satish said with so much anger. "For raising your hands on my wife, you will face the consequences." King Reginald simply said and took Satish by her hand dragging her out the punishment room.

With this spell Everytime my husband hurt me he would feel my pain ten fold. Let him touch me again, he forgets I am a future queen, the future queen who he will never be equal to, he may be future king of Nashard but I am the rightful queen of Mascovania the kingdom in which his tiny kingdom resides inside of. He may hurt me but he will feel my pain with me. We will hurt together. That bastard.

She closed the door behind her and walked towards her. Inaayat kept looking at her innocently while she bent down to her level. He was not that much old at that time because she had her kids at such a young age and now that she had her grandchildren she was still not that old. She also didn't like Inaayat because she was the daughter of a lower caste family and they were considered as 'untouchables' in their society and her husband keeping her with him all the time like a shadow used to irk her a lot. "Kyun ri ladki yahan kya kar rahi hai?" She asked the little girl shooting glares at her.

Instead, she steps right into my space, eyes sharp enough to cut glass. “What exactly do you think you’re doing?” she snaps. I blink, confused. “Doing… what?” She laughs once, harsh, humorless. “Don’t play stupid with me. I don’t know what pathetic game you’re running, but hear me clearly.” She tilts her chin up, venom dripping from every word. “He is my Husband. I am the queen, the only queen. And nothing, especially not a whore like you, is going to change that.” The insult hits, but I keep my expression calm.

he said Aurora pulled the letter from her pocket, waved it in the air like a flag. “This marriage clause”. Explain it she told him Victor’s fingers drummed the armrest, faint, uneven. “Old money bullshit needs to Protects bloodlines. Your mother tried to burn it she tried to fight it but she Lost.” He coughed, wet and ugly. “I’ve got six months or even maybe less. Marry me on paper and I'll sign over twenty-four percent,You hit seventy-five.and you will be untouchable

I stayed patient, even going so far as to pour them both some water. Julia straightened her back, acting with all the authority she could muster. "Well, Sabrina definitely did you wrong, but she's been fired and punished. Let's just let the matter drop. "Look, her child is still considered yours. Zane is a good lad, so his genes are definitely top-notch. Honestly, you're getting a free kid out of this. It's a bargain! You're a wealthy man. What's the harm in looking after your wife and child?"

"If they are, they’re about to find out that a Laurent never forgets a debt. And they’re about to find out what happens when you touch my daughter." Isabelle squeezed her hands, her eyes burning with a fierce, protective light. "No one will ever hurt you again, Crystal. From this second on, you are the most protected woman in this country. You aren't just a designer or a receptionist. You are a Laurent. And the world is about to bow to you." Crystal looked at the DNA results again. She thought of the Vales. She thought of Savannah’s sneers and Ethan’s cold indifference. I was never a nobody, she realized, a new spark of fire igniting in her chest. I was a Queen living in a cellar.

Vivian Caldwell seized every chance to criticize me, always comparing my inadequacy to Olivia Chen’s supposed “kindness and grace.” I grew more silent, rarely leaving my suite, drifting like a ghost in that luxurious but icy cage. The bruise on my lower back—where I had struck the coffee table—remained dark purple, aching now and then, a constant reminder of that day’s humiliation. I began seriously contemplating leaving. This marriage had always been a mistake—a transaction exchanging my dignity and freedom for my family’s survival. Now that the Lane family’s crisis was temporarily relieved thanks to the Caldwells’ money, was my value already exhausted?