Ruined Wife Novels & Stories

Roland looked dazed, as if he were seeing me for the first time. That expression was truly laughable. He said, "Mirella, we've been married for years. Must we really reach the point of mutual destruction?" I sighed, mimicking how Roland acted in my previous life. "It's precisely because we're husband and wife that I can't show favoritism. I know you're not someone who's obsessed with wealth and glory. Only this method can convince the King that you're truly a man of noble character. After all, how could such a man possibly have endangered the King just to chase after a concubine in a temper?"

Three days ago — while the whole estate was in crisis mode over the server, and Vreeth, and my mother's betrayal. Underneath the photograph, the unknown woman had typed four words: Ask him about her.

His words landed like a death sentence ans echoed over and over again in my head. And in that moment, I understood. He hadn’t just betrayed my heart. He had planned my ruin. Piece by piece. A childless mother? Yes, I was. A foolish wife? I wore that crown without resistance. But a fool? No. Never that. One thing I would never do was sign away my rights as a co-founder. That company wasn’t Asher’s dream. It was mine.

Adrian moved in front of Elena. “Put my daughter down.” His father laughed. “Your daughter? You seem to have forgotten the agreement you signed before marrying her.” “I never agreed to this.” “You signed whatever your grandfather placed before you. You were always too obedient to question the consequences.” Adrian’s face tightened. “You destroyed my life, and now you’re trying to destroy hers.” His father glanced at Elena. “Your wife should be grateful. I am offering her a chance to recover her daughter without dragging the entire family into another scandal.”

The trauma that had befallen her had left an indelible mark on her fragile soul, and she felt utterly shattered in its wake. Rara found herself grappling with the cruel betrayals and inexplicable horrors that had plagued her life. Each passing moment seemed to erode the resilience she had so desperately clung to, leaving her teetering on the precipice of a breaking point. Uncertainty and despair loomed large, threatening to consume her unstable mind.

" I'm done with you Reeda, you could choose to remain in the past, but I won't go there with you, you should forget about me, my wife is waiting," " Adrian please, I have no one, please help me," " Reeda, we both know that you are kidding right now, your family is always here with you, won't you let me take care of my family as well," " Alright Adrian, but be ready to pay for everything, you can't ruin my life like that and expect me to just accept it, you ruined my marriage, I'll ruin yours too, just you wait," Reeda said painfully as she walked back into her room.

I was just listening to what he said while Analine was still sitting in the wheel chair while silently crying. "Your friend lucas, put a drug medicine to your wine, at that time I was watching you from afar looking at Ana, my wife, I really want to hit you because I should be the only one who can look at my wife, don't you know that I want to bury you because you kissed my wife on the forehead while you were with her since she woke up ,when she was in coma? I should be the only one doing it, but the game between me and Cleopard is about to end, so my wife and daughter will be taken back by me." Because of what he said, I couldn't say anything because of the secrets he revealed in the past ye

Ben had always ensured she received the best care while staying in this house—a stark contrast to Johan, who remained her husband. "Is my marriage with Johan truly beyond repair? Won’t he ever change his ways toward me?" Caroline let out a long sigh. It seemed futile to hope for Johan to change, especially with Victoria constantly influencing him from behind. Her mother-in-law was cruel and intent on ruining her marriage. If her relationship with Johan truly couldn’t be saved, Caroline could only accept it as fate. For now, she remained still, savoring the peace of the warm bath. Suddenly, there was a knock on the bathroom door. Caroline froze, fear creeping into her chest as her body began

It was enough for him to pass by that office that could only belong to the president of that new company when suddenly, his vision was assaulted by the image in front of him through that glass door. Indeed, there was his wife, the woman he was looking for at home, the woman he had hurt so much, the woman who was making him fall in love with her at the same time she was making him see her own hell by becoming his business partner and rival. The woman who exacted revenge. Crystal seemed distracted by whatever she was doing at the moment. She looked at documents here and there, surely compared figures, signed some others, she really looked beautiful with that serious expression on her face. It

Yes, because he made her believe in a future where she would never feel abandoned again. And for a while, the promise felt real. But now, three years into their marriage, that promise was cracking. She pressed her palms over her face, trembling. She thought of the girl she had been, nineteen and broken on the asphalt, and the man who had saved her. He had lifted her from blood and pain into a new life. And now he was asking her to bleed again, in a way that no wound could ever truly heal. Emelia still pressing her palms against her temples, fighting back tears. She could still hear August’s words, broken and desperate.