The Last Housewife Novels & Stories

She desperately asked, "I've already divorced him, what exactly am I going to do for you to let me go?" David's mother sneered, took a deep breath, and smoothed her chest before returning to her. "Since you know that you have divorced David, why are you holding back? Flora asked you to move out, but you still dare to find a lot of reasons to drive her out! You have to figure it out now, that she is the owner of that house!" It turned out that the reason for all of this was because of Flora. "I thought I made it very clear to her that the house was given to me by David, not by myself."

Finally, complete silence, yet all she could hear were the voices inside her head. Would it still be acceptable to lie down and wallow in self-pity right now? Her ex-husband- ah, the still-husband did not waste any time. Now is a crucial time, not the time to get angry and let it get the best of her. It was a good thing she still had her one last card. Belle finds herself standing outside of a house. She already had an idea that it would be a mansion, and Nikolai would be willing to spend much for the woman who owned the house, but a two-story mansion was just too much.

I pause, letting the question hang in the air. "Because this house doesn't belong to him anymore. It belongs to us, to every woman who's been told she's worthless, who's been made to feel small, who's been hurt by someone who claimed to love her. This house is proof that the worst places in our lives can become sources of healing for others." My voice grows stronger.

A wife who destroyed political princesses… and made hundred million dollar purchases at lunch… That was not a woman. That was a hurricane. He reached for his phone slowly, the smirk returning despite himself. “Sir?” Hale asked. Roman was already dialing. “Where are you going?” Hale pressed cautiously. “To call my wife,” Roman said, voice smooth as silk and sharp as a blade. “Because I’d very much like to know what the hell she bought.” The line rang once. Twice. A slow, dark smile curved his lips. Jace was still staring at the digital receipt on her phone like it was a nuclear countdown.

One day, I came across a live stream of my own house while scrolling through social media. "Check this out, guys. These are premium quality saffron. Look at the color of them! And I've got freshly caught cuttlefish here. Its tentacles are still moving. Let me show you how to kill this thing. "Today's challenge is cleaning the windows in a house that costs 2 billion dollars. Thank you for the gifts, guys!" Lilian Sherman was our housekeeper. She came from a rural village and had a hobby for livestreaming. Every day, she documented her life as a housekeeper working in a wealthy household.

“We’re here” “Let’s have our lunch first, then we will tour you with the whole house.” “Okay”, she said while looking around. Wow! The place is so big. The house is so big. It was a mansion. She never lived in a big house. While she can proudly say that she was a successful Chef slash businesswoman in her previous life, she never lived in a big house. She just buy a condominium unit near the restaurant for convenient and a house in a rural with a large yard for her gardening. Well, she was alone and she believes that it is not practical to have a big house added the fact that it was time consumable to clean a big house. She does not hire a housekeeper to help her for maintaining the house be

Stand tall, don’t let anyone diminish you. “Girlfriend?” I repeated, narrowing my eyes, anger bubbling. “I’m not his girlfriend. I’m his wife.” My voice trembled, but I stood my ground. The old woman laughed so hard she wheezed, wiping tears from her cheeks with the rag in her hand. “His wife? Oh, darling, and I’m a billionaire disguised as a housekeeper. Spare me your delusions.” She raised the duster again, swiping toward me like I was dust she wanted to sweep away.

Through Yara's magical words, they were able to convince the women to take legal action against the two bastards. Keily's dream house was finished. She and her husband, Brad, together with their daughter, Haisley, invited the rest to their house blessing. She was very thankful to Kenzo because the house exceeded what she was expecting. Their nights were filled with food and alcoholic beverages leaving the house in mess as they were all passed out on the floor. In the morning, laughters filled the house because of their haggard looks.

My eyes widened when I saw it was already 7:00 in the morning it's my first day as a housewife and I don't want my husband to go to work on an empty stomach, regardless of what happened yesterday, I’m still not going to fail in my wife duties I’m going to do my best to show him that I can be the wife he would be proud of. I stood up immediately and made my way to the kitchen, I know we have a lot of maids but I still want to do this myself, I got to the kitchen and halted immediately I saw the scene before my eyes, the lady from last night was cooking food while Lucas was hiding her from the back as they both laugh together, I fought back my tears, I tried running out but no! This is my hous

Someone tagged Liam, asking, "How come you're free today, Sir Johnson? Didn't your wife nag you?" He was in a good mood and responded quickly, "That's something you all need to learn from me. Just pick an excuse to start an argument, and that stupid woman would run off to her parents' house with our daughter—just like always. "I chose a perfect reason this time—there's no way that plain ol' housewife can complain about it!" I sighed bitterly when I saw the words "plain ol' housewife". I never knew it only took several years for someone to go from being cherished to being discarded.