The Legendary Masters Wife Novels & Stories

The two maids inside the closet suddenly caught the sight of a bandage on her wrist and pursed their lips in wonder. "I know she is an insane lady, she doesn't treat her husband like human, he is no less than a dog, hahaha." they chuckled. "By the way, I can totally feel our master's pain. The poor guy has a wife like hers, such a headache she is. I want to see what his new girlfriend looks like. She must be really beautiful and a lot nicer than the witch that our madam is."

There was no effort to hide the ridicule in his voice. Or the satisfaction. He knew I had seen the text. He wanted to see me embarrassed. Helpless. Broken. But strangely, I felt calmer than ever. At last, the man in front of me had dropped every mask. I walked up to him and met his eyes. “What’s wrong, Mr. Hart?” I said coolly. “Tired of your mistresses already, so now you’re looking for trouble with your wife?” I gave a faint laugh. “Or is my affair just not elegant enough for you? In a miserable marriage, finding someone to lean on is a pretty normal response, isn’t it?”

“No. He kept this place for himself. Still comes back every now and then.” She gave a short, amused breath through her nose—half a laugh, half disbelief. “Imagine that,” she said, turning just enough to catch his eye. “Your fiancé has a house you’ve never even stepped foot in. If that’s not a red flag waving in your face, I don’t know what is.” The wind shifted, carrying the faint scent of lavender from the garden below. Vlada turned back to the view, her smile already gone.

“You think I don’t see how both my sons look at you? You think I don’t know how Damian watches you like a possession he already owns?” Lena’s breath hitched. Mrs. Blackwood leaned closer, her eyes sharp and cruel. “Let me warn you, girl. My husband built this empire with blood and power, and I will not watch it fall because of a woman who doesn’t belong here.” The words cut deep. Lena swallowed hard, her voice barely a whisper. “I didn’t ask for any of this.” “Then prove it,” Mrs. Blackwood said coldly, turning away. “Stay out of their path. And if you must survive here…” she paused, glaring over her shoulder, “…learn to obey without question.”

I let out a groan as I felt myself get hard, I glanced quickly at my Mom to see if she noticed the sudden bulge in my pants but she was focused on her phone. I took my jacket and placed it on me as I tightened my hands on the wheel. Even the thought of Elara makes me hard. I miss her already. I looked up ahead as my family's house came into view. “We're here.” I said out loud as my Mom began arranging her things. Immediately my bulge disappeared cause I knew this was going to be a long discussion. ****** “Master Aldric!” My family cook exclaimed when she saw me. She quickly embraced me in a tight hug, “How have you been? I never thought I would see you again, child.” She looked behind me, “w

"How could she hit you so hard? And you just stood there and watched, Jesse. Have you forgotten Sinead is your wife?" I was already a little upset. "She has already married someone else with your approval. Have you forgotten that?" Sinead's mother choked on her words and fell silent. After a while, she spoke again. "But that wasn't real. It was only an act. You're the only one taking it seriously." I rolled my eyes. They had all treated those solemn wedding vows as an act, but I couldn't. In fact, I found it filthy. Besides, it had been five years, and they had never told me about Zachary.

"No way! Does she really think she's Mrs. Pearce?" "After discovering Mr. Pearce and Queen Myra were married, she thinks she's the mistress. Seriously? What world are we living in?" "This woman is truly living in her own delusional world." My direct messages inbox was already filled with 99+ hate messages and climbing. "Rachel, have you gone mad, or have I?" Nancy snapped. "That's a financial giant you just slapped in public. Do you really think you're his woman? Even Myra wouldn't dare do that!"

"My lady, Ms. Linton thought of you even from her sickbed and went out of her way to find this cat to keep you company. And this is the thanks she gets." "Ms. Linton is nothing but gentle and kind, yet some people are so jealous they can't even tolerate a cat. If I were my lady, I'd worry about the karma." I looked up at all these people in this household, every one of them someone I had once treated with sincerity. From the day I married into this family, I had served my husband dutifully and treated the maids well. Even when Jocelyn was brought in as a mistress, I never made things difficult for her, not even once.

She smiled and said, "I'm guessing why Jessica didn't show up." "She used to be a member of the Fergusons, and she had a predestined relationship with Oldest Master. Even now, she is still the mother of Winson. She should appear no matter what."

***** Old Master Mo’s flashbacks: And yes, it was actually true. Old Master Mo and Old Madam Mo were childhood sweethearts. But after Old Master Mo went to the military, Old Madam Mo’s family married her to another boy despite her unwillingness. But she got nothing in marriage except abuse from her husband and in-laws. Even when she returned to her home to tell them about her life in her husband’s home, none of her family members were willing to help her.