Spoil My Errant Wife Mga Nobela at Kwento

"Why can't you understand me? I'm doing this for us." A selfish and irrational wife, good luck to him. "When did I ever do that? I have proven my loyalty to you. I never cheated. All the women you never liked are out of the way. What else do you want me to do?" I'm perfectly amused. How can Eric be so calm like this when the Eric I knew, one wrong word, he'll explode like a super active volcano? "I'm working, Marie. Why can't you trust me? Did I ever look at any women? Did I bring a woman to our house? No, Marie -"

" The words spill out, carrying a mix of skepticism and accusation, as Oryx confronts the unexpected scenario unfolding before her. The air crackles with tension, and Marquis's actions are met with a wariness born from past betrayals. And she is not ready for another betrayal. " It's nothing like that. Stop overthinking. I can choose something for my wife, Can't I?" " Wife? That is the worst joke, I have ever heard. The same person who left me on my wedding night with some stupid purses as if I was some gold-digger, told me that he would never acknowledge me as wife and watched me breaking my leg in front of people, humiliating me. Don't you feel ashamed of using that word? Wait, No. You mus

She stood firmly and looked at Nathan, but realized that he was actually looking at Eva. And Eva stood in front of Nathan with teary eyes, looking like she had been greatly wronged. "Nat, she rushed here and hit me!" She leaned towards Nathan, her head was on his shoulder, and the bathrobe on their bodies was stuck on their bodies, which was particularly dazzling. The anger that Mian had just suppressed soared up again in an instant: "Why are you behaving as if you are wronged!" This is my husband, get out of here! Get lost! She was out of control and yelling hysterically.

Maria cried out loud her shoulder is shaking and she's tightly gripping my shirt. "Wish you we're my wife too..." We have the right love but at the wrong time.

“But, how is it that you were married to her all these years and didn’t even know what she liked to eat? That’s pretty pathetic for a husband…” “Ex-husband,” Adam corrected with a smirk. “What about you?” I snapped, glaring at Arlington. “Your pathetic pining for my wife from a distance, for years, has clearly gotten you nowhere. Talk about pathetic…” Arlington froze for a moment before smiling politely. “Not so distant, I admit.” “You are not the father of my child,” I replied, stepping aside for a nurse who had come down the corridor. “And neither are you, Adam.” “You’re sure of that?” Adam asked, crossing his arms. “How many times have you slept with Alice over the years? A dozen? Less?”

“The reason is simple. When her ‘lawful husband’ slandered me while she physically assaulted me, my family arrived in time.” I raised my right hand. The faint scar on my wrist was clearly visible under the high-definition camera’s close-up feature. “This is the ‘love’ she left me as a memento.” The press conference fell into a deathly silence. Then erupted into unprecedented chaos. “Fake marriage certificate? “Cheating on her husband while deceiving her amnesiac boyfriend?” “Illegal confinement? Intentional assault? This is a crime!” Public opinion flipped instantly. Eira, stationed at the estate gate, watched it all unfold through her phone livestream. The color drained from her face.

Harthwore found himself becoming even more interested in uncovering what this was really about. Then he remembered the plan. He had to apologize and convince her that his wife was the one at fault. “It may be difficult to convince my wife to reconcile with you,” he said. “But rest assured, she'll come around.” “I said a lot of hurtful things to her,” Ruth admitted. “I was angry because she didn't trust me.” “It's alright.” Harthwore gave her a reassuring nod. “You should go back inside. She'll come around eventually.”

Everyone knew Amber Sherry was hopelessly in love with me. She would even risk her life for me. I got into a severe car accident to save her. My health never fully recovered. Because I had a rare blood type, she was terrified that something else might happen to me. She found someone with the same blood type and kept him on standby. He would donate blood to me whenever I needed it. I was also hopelessly in love with her. After she gave birth to Aria, I did not care what people thought. We gave her Amber’s last name—Aria Sherry. I did not want her to go through another pregnancy, so I got a vasectomy. Every socialite in our circle was jealous of what we had. On the day of Aria’s baby de

Humiliation and fury churned inside me as I said, "Sinead, I don't care what excuses you have. The two of you have dirtied my home. Get out. Both of you." Dirty. Sinead finally realized she had crossed a line. She released her grip, and her tone softened. "I'm sorry. I was just afraid you would..." She trailed off and shook her head. "Forget it. We both need some time to calm down." She was afraid I would hurt Zachary. Or maybe she was afraid I would cause a scene and expose the truth. It was all the same. The only way I could stay calm was by falling back on my usual restraint. This house belonged to me before we got married, and their presence disgusted me. "Get out."

" After hanging up the phone, I poured myself a glass of wine. The windows reflected my silhouette—the flawlessly tailored suit, the cold metallic glint on my wrist—but my eyes betrayed a wave of exhaustion I couldn't quite hide. Three years. This show had dragged on for three whole years. … The next day, Henderson Group's stock hit the daily limit down the moment the market opened. Pearce Group's stocks also dropped another three points as a direct fallout from the collapse of our marriage alliance. During a board meeting conference call, Tristan was the first to speak in a concerned voice. "Kieran, regarding what happened last night… Don't you think you handled things a little too rashly?