Rebirth Of The Pampered Wife Novels & Stories

After finding out that the city is flourishing with countless opportunities, Florence Chastain drinks far too much out of elation. She begins stumbling toward the home of Gerard Vertes, a widower, in her drunken haze. Even though I have a crush on her, I choose to ignore her. In my previous life, I was worried that Florence might submit to her carnal urges due to intoxication, which might lead to her losing the golden opportunity of moving to the city. So, I rushed over to stop her. But Florence was quick to yank the hem of my shirt while begging me to satisfy her urges. After the wild night, she got pregnant with my child. In order to preserve Florence's reputation, her parents forced

More alive. She still tells me she loves me every single day. Then she drops to her knees and begs me to ruin her. The accident took my wife. But what came back was something better. Something real. Something that had been waiting years to be unleashed. I built the perfect replica. Instead, she rebuilt me. And together we created something darker, wetter, and infinitely more satisfying than our old marriage ever was. Every night when she spreads her legs and whispers “Break me,” I thank whatever gods brought her back to me.

"Elena, please don't be mad at Tristan. He probably just wants you to come home sooner. He must've lied because he was desperate." Elena snorted, shooting daggers at me. "Look at how considerate he is, unlike you, a pathetic excuse for a man who knows nothing but how to be jealous! If you want to make this marriage work, then shut up and deal with it. If not, let's just get a divorce!" I looked at Elena coldly. I no longer felt a single ripple of emotion. In my previous life, she was the reason I had met such a miserable end. Now that I'd been given a second chance at life, I would not let history repeat itself.

He never frequented nightclubs, nor was there ever any romantic scandal about him since our marriage. Charles Gunning and Sierra Gunning, our children, had excellent grades and were well-behaved, never giving anyone cause for worry. It could be said that my life was a source of envy and jealousy for others. I had already learned that it was all an illusion since I had been reborn. I looked at my youthful, radiant face in the mirror and stated resolutely, "I no longer want Holden or the children. I'll tell my family shortly that I'll be returning to my hometown tomorrow."

He leaned back, wincing slightly from the pain but smirking all the same. “Let's just say my woman is pretty unique and strong-willed. And I deserve it. I fucked up. Bad. And when she finally got a shot— she took it with style and made sure I bled for every fucking scar I gave her. Health issues, safety issues, then I pissed her off, so she went abroad, and then she was upset because of all the drama that was happening in my life. But now, finally, she's back. Mark my words, I’ll win my woman back. I’ll get my family back. I swear it on my goddamn life.” Damon declared, eyeing all three men.

The voice was akin to the same voice that introduced her to the system and Suzanne kept her mind lulled, trying to listen with all that she had. Again, she closed her eyes, allowing herself to fully immerse in the experience. SYSTEM: Welcome to the ThreeBirth System. You are in the first tier of the three rebirth and you have been reborn as a mafia's wife. Suzanne's heart skipped a beat, a mixture of confusion and disbelief flooding her mind. She couldn't comprehend the words she was hearing. How could she be reborn as someone else entirely? What she had thought the second shot at life would be was to be back as Suzanne Bevan, with supernatural power or some might to take on her enemies, but

"Do you know I've hired someone to be my fake boyfriend and played the same act when I was younger? At the time, I was also thinking I would rather die than marry an old man like your father. "But the truth of the matter is, I have a good life after marrying into the family. Not only can I drown myself in this life of decadence, but I can even torture the old man's daughter that he cherished so much…" When Pamela was monologuing, her voice had a hint of joy. She also sounded like she was mocking Journi. If she had fallen into a life like this, Journi had no right to be able to get any sort of freedom at all.

he shouted in anger, "Why does an orphan like you got adopted by Wu family?! Are you playing pitiful?! Creating a drama for them to pity you?!" Principal Gong laughed as if he had lost his sanity, "You little vixen! If you don't act pitifully, the Wu family won't adopt you! you are a NOBODY! Even your own parents don't love you. They abandoned you, didn't they? Serves you right for being a 'Cursed Child'! HAHAHAAHAHAH!!"

Dominic snatched my phone and said coldly, "You should worry about your own husband, Vivienne. If you bother Isabella one more time, I'll make sure everyone sees exactly what those 'injuries' on you really look like." With that, Dominic hung up and tossed the phone back to me. "You shouldn't bother talking to her anymore. She's the type who won't listen until life forces her to." I froze momentarily before looking at him. "Did you hear what I said?" Dominic nodded and replied, "Yes." "I can explain everything about being reborn—" "It doesn't matter. All that matters is that we're fine now. You should let them deal with their own mess." I was momentarily startled, yet I soon grasped his impli