روايات وقصص ضمن Reincarnated As My Husband's Mistress Reddit

The room became silent for a moment. Slap! I wasn’t saved, but was slapped again by Lily. “So, if you’re Mr. Gates’s wife. Then who am I? “Moreover, I’ve worked for Mr. Gates for five years and have known him for ten years. I’ve never heard of him being married. “How dare you deceive me, you shameless bitch?” I spat out a mouthful of blood and tried to explain. “We’re childhood sweethearts. I’m really his wife.”

“Thank you… really. You risked everything to come save me.” Marcellus managed a faint smile, his gaze steady and tender. “What are you saying… No matter what, no matter how you see me now—you are, and always will be, my wife.” The words drifted out lightly but landed in Livia’s heart like a weight. She stared at him in a daze, overwhelmed by a flood of emotions—guilt, gratitude, and something even more difficult to bear: wavering. For a moment, she almost blurted out the truth—to tell him she was no longer his Livia, but the reincarnated Alia. A woman from a different world entirely.

I had barely sat down at my desk when the influencer who called herself Sweetheart recognized me. She tossed a stack of files onto my desk. “Go get me a coffee.” I stared at her in silence. Her name was Tessa Quinn, and she looked uncannily like me. She was exactly Eugene’s type. Could my husband, the man who claimed to love me so deeply, really be keeping a mistress at the office behind my back? I didn’t want to alert her. Even if I was going to divorce him, I needed to gather evidence first.

Ethan questioned, his skin still pale from staring at me like he'd seen a scary ghost in midday. "I know very well that you are disappointed, but it's going to take a lot to have me under the ground" I muttered under my breath, however making it loud enough for him to hear me. "Okay, what is going on here?" Rico pressed again, this time looking at Ethan more for answers. "Well, do you mind explaining? " "She is...my wife" Ethan replied, his voice hesitant. "Ex-wife, you mean?" I corrected, my tone icy. "I know your wife very well and I'm damn well sure I'd never be her"

When I got pregnant, I decided to stop and entrusted the company to my husband while I focused on raising our child and managing our home. Ava, our daughter, had turned four. We led a comfortable and well-off life as a family of three, which people were envious of. Matthew felt so guilty that we didn’t have a wedding ceremony that he promised to provide for me and make up for any grievances I suffered. How could such a husband cheat? I pursed my lips and smiled, realizing I had watched too many TV shows that evoked such ridiculous thoughts. When I laid back in bed, I still thought about the fleeting figure on the TikTok live.

“You don’t get to ask questions. You don’t get answers. You don’t get me.” The glow fades. But the damage is done. Both of us feel it. Something inside me shifted. Something real. Something dangerous. He rakes a shaky hand through his hair. “You shouldn’t walk away like this,” he says. “Not when things are this complicated.” “Complicated?” I laugh dark, humorless. “You mean because your mistress is pregnant?” His face tightens. “This isn’t fair.” “Oh, no,” I say. “Fair would have been honest. Fair would have been telling me before the world found out. Fair would have been treating me like your wife.”

“The Clinton family needs a son to carry on the family legacy. You should’ve left this house long ago.” My face burned with pain. It turned out that not only Rick but even Judith had known about his affair with the mistress. The mistress, Helen Milton, smiled sweetly and chimed in maliciously, “Exactly. You’re useless. You’d better pack up and give me your spot, you little tramp. If you don’t want to leave, you can stay as a housemaid. You can serve us. Such a job would suit you perfectly,” she added. I looked at the three of them in front of me. They were so vile, so united, they truly looked like a family.

“You're lucky, ma'am. It seems like Sir. Gabriel loves you so much, unlike my ex-husband who cheated on me!" Celina’s throat closed up. She blinked rapidly, fighting the rising tide of panic and disbelief. “Yes. That’s… right.” She forced a nod, swallowing hard. “We’ve been married. W-We are doing great." Marissa gave an understanding nod and smiled warmly. “He’s so proud of you. I always thought you two made a great couple. It’s nice to finally put a face to the name.” Celina’s knees felt weak. A cold wave washed over her as Marissa’s words settled into her like icy needles. The man she had been sharing stolen moments with—the man who whispered sweet promises and touched her like she was th

"Haha. Can you really hurt me seriously? That's not enough, Jane," Kate yelled at the woman in front of her. "Why? Do you want me to add that and put a bruise on your whole face? If that's the case, Jester will disgust you forever. Anyway, he's been getting tired of you for a long time because my husband has already had an affair with another woman. "We're just totally the same. Ah, wait, the difference between us is that I am the legal wife. You? The Mistress." Jane was about to move forward when she spotted a folder Kate was holding with "Files owned by Andi Kate", which was written on it.