Supreme Crazy Wife Mga Nobela at Kwento

A collective gasp fills the air as Suzanne hits the floor, her head and mouth bearing the brunt of the fall. The room falls into stunned silence as onlookers process the sudden and violent turn of events, unsure of how to react to the chaos unfolding before them. “How dare you sleep with my husband, you fucking bitch!” Ah, it appears that the formidable figure striding forth is none other than Uncle Sam's wife, adding a new layer of complexity to the unfolding drama. The air crackles with tension as she approaches Suzanne, her determination palpable in every stride.

She had to open the safe first before his wife found out? Icha understood that the crazy woman Umar Sanjaya was referring to was the man's wife, because Mrs. Weni had been crazy before. "I'll be there later." TO BE CONTINUED

They thought" David already has a beautiful cute wife who will give birth to their child anytime they want but Adam who doesn't have a proper girlfriend, challenges him, is he crazy, or he fried his brain in boiled oil. Other people who also present in the conference room looked at them confidently. They don't have any idea what they're talking about because they didn't know their CEO was already married to a lovely girl. But among them, another person knows what they're talking about. Secretary Liza. She was too shocked seeing their CEO's such a size, seeing their CEO suddenly transformed into an angle from a beast she was too much curious about their CEO lady boss. In the bedroom, Kate wa

“N-NO!” “You resist one more time, I’d have to cuff you, love.” My body stiffened as I angrily glared at him. He couldn’t be serious. But the swirls of eyes were more than serious. He’d cuff me rendering me helpless once again. My eyes reflected with intense fury and rage. Wife they call me and yet treat me like a whore. Use me whenever their heart desire. “I am your wife!” I cried angry tears rushing down my eyes. Ralph looked amused shaking his head. “Not a whore!”

His blood was boiling. "Mr Dominic Winf..." "Yes I do" Came a cold voice from Dominic as he glare at the Priest who shuddered in fear. Poor him. "I now p..pro..noun you both a..as Hus..band a..and wife" The priest stammer as his hand shaking. The wife was crazy and the husband was damn scary. 'Fuck!' Chantel cursed inwardly. This asshole is now her husband. Her fist clinch beside her as she roll her tongue inside.

Her daughter Kira’s voice rang out as she intertwined their hands trying to calm her down. “How can i calm down, this witch infuriates me so much that I just want to slap her.” She said clenching her teeth. Her hand holding on tight to the knife that’s suppose to cut through the bread. Kira looks at her mum and shakes her head. She never understood the drama between her mother and Aunty Roma. She focuses on eating her food. -- Walking into the room, Roma was informed by the maid that her husband left the office. ‘ Thank you’ she said to the maid who in turn bowed down in courtesy before leaving.

"You're just an illegitimate child. Do you think you own the world? You're crazy—Who do you think you are?" The future chief of the Hughes clan would be Solomon. As his mother, Jackalyn was currently the most prestigious woman in the whole clan. Almost everyone knew that the Holy Maiden did not get along with Jackalyn. The woman watched as Victoria walked up to her with a cold expression. The woman immediately hid behind Roxy. Roxy watched as bloodlust appeared on Victoria's face. Victoria looked like she was about to start throwing hands. Smugness flashed across Roxy's face as she stood up. However, the smugness on her face was not noticeable.

Terry seethes with anger, his rage palpable, while Alexander remains surprisingly calm, seemingly enjoying the spectacle. Terry confronts him with a fiery question, "Why the fuck do you have my woman and my child?" Alexander chuckles, his amusement evident, as he arches an eyebrow and counters, "Is she really your woman?" Terry scowls in response, his voice dripping with contempt, "Yes, bitch, she is still my wife! How dare you show up with her?"

“She's my wife, she's a Luciero, and no one can ever touch a Luciero.” itsclarixass

It’s not my business or my father. It’s my wife… and someone else. There are five pictures, all of them shots of her bare back and her head of blonde hair thrown back in pleasure. She’s riding someone. My wife—who I buy flowers for every weekend and make sure her closet allowance is never smaller than a million a month—is giving someone the best cowgirl of their fucking life.