Sinopsis Familiar Wife

Si Lenie isang galing sa mahirap na Pamilya. Bagaman mahirap ay nag susumikap ito upang makaahon sa kahirapan. Nagtatrabaho siya sa Goldenrod Hotel bilang isang housekeeper. Nag lilinis siya ng isang silid ng bigla itong bumukas at pumasok ang isang lalaki. Nakasuot ito ng black suit. Kung titignan ito ay napaka disente at halatang mayaman ang lalaki. pag pasok sa silid ng lalaki ay gumigewang-gewa ito. nang mapansin ng lalaki si Lenie ay agad na nag init ang kataawan ng lalaki kahit anong pigil niya ay hinid nya mapigilan ang sarili...

Dahil sa matinding pagmamahal ni Bianca Issabelle Velasquez, nagawa niyang magtiis sa loob ng tatlong taon sa piling ni Daniel Aragon Buenaventura. Alam niyang hindi siya nito mahal pero nangako siya sa abwela nito bago sila ikasal na mamahalin niya ng buong puso si Daniel. Kahit na masyado nang masakit, pinilit niya pa ring intindihan ang pambabaliwala nito sa kanya. Hangang sa dumating ang oras na labis niyang kinatatakutan. Umuwi si Daniel na may dalang divorce agreement at pilit itong pinapa-pipirmahan sa kanya. Ang dahilan niya...wala na daw pag-asa ang relasyo nila. Kailangan na nilang palayain ang isat-isa dahil never naman daw siya nitong minahal! Isa pa, bumalik na ang kanyang childhood sweetheart na balak niyang pag-alayan ng kanyang pangalan. Hangang saan at kailan niya kayang magpaka-martir sa ngalan ng pag-ibig? Kaya niya bang magtiis ng another years sa piling ni Daniel lalo na at may batang nasa sinapupunan na gusto niya sanang bigyan ng kumpletong pamilya? Paano kung dumating na sa punto na iniuwi na ni Daniel ang babaeng mahal nito sa sarili nilang pamamahay? Lulunukin niya na lang ba ang pride niya huwag lang siyang mahiwalay sa lalaking mahal niya or kusa na siyang bibitaw para sa katahimikan ng lahat?

Si Serenity Aria Silva ay lumaki sa pamilyang kumupkop sa kaniya, ngunit naranasan naman niya ang pangmamalupit ng mga ito. Ipinagkasundo siya ng ama-amahan sa isang bilyonaryo bilang kabayaran sa malaking utang nito. Walang ideya si Serenity sa binatang pakakasalan niya sapagkat napaka-pribado ng pagkatao nito. Paano niya pakikisamahan ang binata na hindi niya akalaing magiging asawa niya? Mahuhulog kaya ang loob niya dito o mas lalong magiging miserable ang buhay niya dahil sa naging asawa?

ENGLISH TRANSLATION Exelle Kim had returned, not precisely for revenge, but to expand EXellene Royale. She had come back, intending to avoid entanglements with her painful past, yet fate proved itself a cruel force in people's lives. Her path crossed once again with her ex-husband and her first love. She discovered her best friend's betrayal and became aware of the painful truth that both her ex-husband and best friend had kept from her. She insisted on seeking revenge and reclaiming what rightfully belonged to her family. Exelle Kim was determined to regain everything that had once been hers as Xiellenna Mondregal—her family, her memories, her past, and her love. Could she ever escape her past while living as Exelle Kim and triumph over her adversaries? And would she succeed in twisting the cliché plot of her difficult life into a happy ending?

|Excerpt| Iris was taking small steps to her husband's study. She had a medical file in her hand with tears in her eyes while she tightly gripped the file. Without knocking she entered the study to find her husband with a lawyer beside him. "Honey..", Iris started while looking down but was cut by a dark alluring voice. "Don't honey me you filthy women, just sign these divorce papers and take whatever you want and get out of my estate." Listening this Iris looked up and gasped as she looked in the dead eyes of her husband. | • | Iris Knight or now just Iris has been through alot in these past two years. Navigating her way since she got that report has been quite a task. Now broken beyond repair or as she believes she just lives without any hope... | • | Tristan Knight had it all money, power and most importantly the love of his life. But losing her due to some morphed photos have turned him into a ruthless and cold man with only goal being to find his flower... | • | So what will happen when Tristan and Iris finally after two years come face to face. Regrets, hatred, love, forgiveness, misery, happiness, sadness, hope, jealousy and trust; with so many emotion cruising what and who will win at what stake? With two most important question remaining like a mystery; What happened to Iris in the past two years and what was there in the file...

Vivienne Zhe Ainsley enters an arranged marriage with Caleb Leander Vasquez, a wealthy and emotionally distant man who treats her more as a mere "bed warmer" than a wife. With little regard for her emotional needs, Caleb's coldness leaves Zhe feeling isolated and unimportant. However, as time passes and unexpected moments of vulnerability surface, both Caleb and Zhe are forced to confront the growing connection between them. As they navigate their complex feelings and the emotional distance in their marriage, Zhe must decide whether there's still hope for love in a relationship that began with nothing but emptiness, while Caleb struggles to open his heart to the possibility of something real.

" Why did you marry me then?" I asked in my usual tone, although I wanted to scream. But I can't. ” For my father's sake. And I don't want you to engage with any kinds of unnecessary emotions in this marriage. You will get a divorce right after one year. So enjoy your time meanwhile. The butler will be there to take care of you!" After the Arranged Marriage with the man whom I fell in love with at first sight, on the wedding night, he abandoned me. Although it was an arranged marriage, I thought we were falling in love when we met on our blind date. He showed he was the best man ever, until the wedding, he turned into a very different person. I heard he had a lover with a daughter. Am I then the abandoned wife? Will he ever look at me? Or I will have to watch him loving another woman in front of me!

Nominal marriage with some rules: no entangling. Everything is only business. Not being in love. It's only a one-year agreement, so the rules shouldn't be difficult to follow, should they? Except fate still has a way of ruining every best plan...

Si Miguel ang sumalo kay Judy Ann noong panahong tinapon siya na parang basahan ng pamilya ng ex niya pagkatapos niyang manganak. Sa una ay maganda ang pakikitungo sa kanya nga asawa ngunit ng maging mabisyo ito ay siya na ang sumalo ng lahat ng gastusin. Nang dahil sa utang na loob ay mas pinili niyang mag-stay sa asawa ngunit hindi niya alam na nagawa siyang ibenta ni Miguel sa boss nito na lingid sa kaalaman niya ay ex ni Judy Ann na nanakit sa kanya noo. Sa muli nilang pagkikita ng asawa marami siyang natuklasan at isa na doon ay ang pagkakaroon nila ng anak na kambal na ang boung akala niya ay batang lalaki lang ang anak nila. Gusto siyang muling bawiin ng asawa kay Miguel dahil hindi nito dinagdagan ang hirit niyang dagdagan ang perang pinambayad nito Kay Judy Ann. Sino ba ang mas karapatan ang asawa o ang ex at may anak sila?

I knock on the door, heart pounding like it always does when I’m about to see him. “Come in,” Justin’s voice calls—cool, smooth, and frustratingly calm. I take a deep breath and walk in, holding the folder tightly. “Here’s the report you requested, sir.” He doesn’t even glance at me. Just keeps typing, his expression unreadable. “You’re late,” he says without missing a beat. I clench my jaw. “There was a delay at the printer—” “No excuses, Joanna. Just do better next time.” Ouch. Professional and cold. As always. I nod, ignoring the sting in my chest. “Yes, sir.” I turn to leave, gripping the doorknob—just one more second and I’ll be out of this weird tension-filled office— “Wait.” I freeze. I turn around slowly. “Yes?” Justin stands now, walking toward me. In his hand, a familiar brown paper bag. He holds it out. “You didn’t have lunch.” I blink. “I’m fine.” “You skipped breakfast too. Eat.” I hesitate. “What is it?” “Chicken pesto. No onions.” My breath catches. He still remembers? “Why are you doing this?” I ask quietly. He shrugs, not meeting my eyes. “I just… remember things.” My fingers brush his as I take the bag. Warmth. Stupid warmth that shouldn’t still feel this familiar. Then, he looks at me—really looks at me. “You shouldn’t skip meals… wife.” Silence. My chest tightens. “Don’t call me that.” But my voice is too soft to sound convincing. I walk out before I say something I’ll regret. His words echo in my mind like a dangerous lullaby. Cold one second. Kilig the next. God… he’s still him. And that’s exactly the problem.