Ruined Wife Novels & Stories

I'm having my honeymoon here," and a crazy laugh from this woman made noise in the very cold room. "Oh really? I'm so sorry if I disturbed your honeymoon stage with your lovely wife, but did you know what? Well, your so-called fiancé is in trouble. If I don't like what comes out of her mouth, maybe she won't die now itself, "she said, then I couldn't speak and it was as if I regretted that I even called her leion." Babe, help me! I shouted and then this woman laughed, and I was shocked and disgusted. When I lost his eyes, his eyes were unblemished.

It's no use either, even if they fight their relationship will still be destroyed. Meanwhile, at this time, madam Valin was left in the bedroom alone. As tears started to flow, at this time her husband's words made her heartache. What's wrong if Madam Valin becomes a successful woman, besides, in this way she can make her husband proud for having a career woman wife. But now that madam Valin saw the annoyance of her husband, it made madam Valin sad.

I could hear the whisper of my own conscience, taunting me, questioning every step I had taken. Was he worth it? I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to block out the memory of Haines' face. Of the moment I had hesitated, my instincts at war with my heart. The prisoner’s eyes, pleading for mercy, now haunted my thoughts. But the truth was undeniable. Haines hadn’t been worthy of my protection. He hadn’t earned my trust. Not after what he had done.

Like saying it would make it too real again. “He married her. Took her money. Turned her against her family. He used her to drain her family .... Bit by bit, he chipped away at her world until there was nothing left but him, the saviour and the problem all at once.” He paused. “She didn’t even realise what was happening until it was too late.” I swallowed hard. “What happened to her?” “She broke,” he said simply. “And then she disappeared. Not physically, but emotionally. Spiritually. The woman who raised me, was... she was gone before I was even born.”

When I married this woman, my plan was to break her and through her, break her family. But she might have been broken long before she came to me. I'm surrounded by broken people who have pasts that would fill a horror bookstore. I am broken. Dante is broken. Cane is broken. Every single man and woman working in the underground business is broken. Even Dalinda and Milton are broken. I live in a broken life. So, why did seeing my wife broken bother me this much? Something deep inside of me wanted to comfort her. Some twisted part of me wanted to reach for her and hold her tight, wipe her tears from her eyes.

"I want you to sign divorce papers!" The man angrily threw a document at the woman. "Husband, haven't I been a good wife all this time? I've done everything for you," Senna said with disappointment and anger, staring at her husband. "A good wife? Do you even deserve to say that? Seinna Zhang, you haven't fulfilled your responsibilities properly. What can you offer me now?" Evander Qin laughed. "It's not my fault. I didn't harm him. You both planned this to ruin my reputation and discard me," Senna yelled. "From the start, you and your mistress plotted to secure a place for that illegitimate child."

He was a strategic womanizer and Cara wasn’t the only person he was using for his selfish reasons. He was ruined just like Cara wanted, everything he built is now worthless, he lost his company and his wife divorced him and now he is all alone, he is the laughing stock of the entire business world, no one wants him, no one wants to do business with him. While we were still standing there, in shock, Cara received a call from an unknown number. She answered it. It was his wife. “Hi, you must be Cara, right?” She asked, Cara has placed the call on speaker phone so I could hear the conversation as well.

The world tilted on its axis, the polished mahogany of Alejandro’s desk blurring into a nonsensical swirl of wood grain. Lucas’s words echoed in the cavernous space of her skull, each syllable a hammer blow against the fragile remnants of her soul. Ruin him. I will ruin him. And I will make sure everyone knows that his wife was the one who helped me do it.

By the time I stumble back into the living room, the house is unrecognizable, turned upside down, drawers open, and shelves stripped. Burner steps toward me, unshaken. “When she returns, you call me. If you help her hide, you’ll only make it worse for her.” His gaze cuts through me like steel. “Do the right thing, Mr. Creed.” And then they’re gone. Sirens fading into the night, leaving behind a wrecked house, a fractured family, and a hollow ache in my chest. I stand in the ruins of my own home, heart pounding with one thought: Where the hell is my wife?

Nadia shook her head helplessly, tears now streaming down her face as her body violently trembled against the bed post. “I'm... I'm sorry. I didn't...” She murmured in a stuttering voice under her breath. But Anatoly wasn't even listening to her words. “My marriage had been arranged a long time ago! My future wife was going to be beautiful, desirable, a fucking goddess with her two complete legs!” Anatoly grimaced more in disgust as he stared at the woman who was now his wife. “Instead I got a crippled wife! An incomplete woman!” He spat out furiously. “A complete disgrace and a fucking waste of space who can't offer me anything. Fucking nothing!”