Pretty Little Wife 소설 & 이야기

"Everyone calls me Scarlet." Her bright red lips parted as she stepped closer, crouched, and pinched my chin between her fingers. She studied my face for a long moment, then said with disappointment, "Such a pretty face and a good figure, yet your husband wouldn't even pay five million dollars. What a waste."

Beside him, Lillian seemed smaller than usual, her usual brightness dimmed just enough to feel real. “I heard them again,” she whispered, fingers tightening around her cup. “They don’t even try to hide it anymore.” Adrian’s jaw tightened. “Ignore them.” “How can I?” she asked, her voice wavering just enough. “They look at me like I’ve done something shameful... like I don’t belong anywhere near you.” He said nothing, but his expression darkened. Lillian lowered her gaze, her voice quieter now. “Your wife... she comes from a family people respect. Powerful, connected... people listen to her.”

All added together, it totaled up to fifty-three dollars. I did not manage to contact Elena. I hurriedly handled Mom’s funerary affairs and rushed over to my job cleaning windows. My wage of three hundred dollars was enough to last our family of three a good few meals. That was why my heart shattered when I saw Elena in this opulently appointed five-star hotel. Was this woman, who spent money like water, the same woman as my wife Elena? The woman who had been dressed in mended clothes and ate only the simplest fare with me just the day before?

Mr Wilson said. " Let's not get carried away" Mrs Wilson said. " who is she?" one of the girls asked. " you invited another lady?" the second asked. " Nah....darling, I'm his one and only wife" Mrs Wilson said and the girls were shocked. " whaaat?.......your wife? " they chorused. " yeah....she is" Mr Wilson answered. " how can you......... " before she could finish her statement Mrs Wilson jingle the bell and they both went unconscious.

she says. "Mama please.My wife doesn't need ai stress. I'll take your luggage,"he says carrying it. "You call this snake a wife.Shs is going to kill you in your sleep,"she says. She elevates her stinking feet on my chairs.

Nichole replied to him. "Oh, since that's the case, I don't mind their absence. Come with me. I'll make you meet my daughter and son-in-law ." Mathew said to Sarah. Sarah nodded as she followed him. While Sarah was talking to Mathew Williams, Jack's eyes fell upon Nichole. He was mesmerized by her looks. He had never seen such a beautiful woman in his life. Her long curly black hair, dark brown eyes, Snow White glowing skin, cherries like red lips, and perfect figure were driving him crazy. She was wearing a knee-length red dress that was making her appear the hottest girl at the party. From the moment she entered the party, all the eyes were set on her.

It lit up almost half of the sky above Maltford. Belle couldn't see the reactions of the others, but the residents in the same residential area were already screaming. "Wow! It's so pretty!" "Grayson Page? Isn't he the president of Page Corporation? Goodness, when did my idol get married?" "'I, Grayson Page, am married.' 'I finally have a wife.' 'My wife is the prettiest.' Ah, the jealousy! Every word is filled with pride and love! Who is the lucky woman?"

Man, it was complicated! Admitting the truth would be way too mortifying. So Elio puffed up his chest and boasted, "Oh, absolutely! My wife isn't just a knockout; she's sweet as pie. Every night, she starts with a foot wash, follows up with a massage, and let's just say... she's amazing in every way, if you catch my drift..." The girls burst into giggles, throwing out compliments like confetti. "Wow, your lady sounds like the perfect wife and mom. She's incredible!"

This place was a far cry from Bloomingdales in New York. "You're wife? Really? Young thang like you hitched already? I thought you were going to say a girlfriend." "No, she's my wife." He smiled, thinking about Tippa how sweet she was, and how hard she worked. Bo-mi mumbled under her breath. "Disappointing, anyway." Then she smiled. "So, tell me all about her?"

Another message popped up, "Tell no one if you want to live." "Nothing!" Adriana retorted sharply," I just need to...." "Nathan!" Someone yelled from afar and Adriana twisted in the direction the voice came from. Rodriguez and his wife. He was dressed in a Hawaiian shirt that showed his bubbly nature and grey shorts that exposed a little more than his tanned thighs. His wife, on the other hand, was dressed in a long summer gown that had printed hibiscus all round and fitted well with her fashion sense and comfort.