Novel & Cerita The Mistreated Wife

Kaya naman, si Henry na ang kumuha ng cellphone nito na nakapatong sa may desk. "Boss, your wife is back," anang assistant habang nasa may tainga ang cellphone. Napakunot naman ang noo niya. "My what? Who's wife?" "You're old wife, boss. Nasa lumang mansion. Hinihintay at hinahanap ka. Aayusin daw ang divorce nyo," tugon nito. Ang kapal namn ng mukha ng babaeng iyon na bumalik na parang walang nangyari. Sa loob ng anim na taon ay ngayon pa talaga nito napiling bumalik.

Janissa handed her microphone just to hear her voice out. "I am not this showy to public, and you all know I've been cold, pathetic woman before, I've been depressed, drained and lost, ni hindi ko nga alam if I deserve a love for myself, dahil ang alam ko noon, if I do have a power, I can do whatever I want, and I do please all people to demand..but I'm wrong. When I met my husband, Theodore, he showed me how cruel I am. He believed in me even I pushed him so hard. Sa kaniya ko nalaman kung paano ngumiti ulit, sa kaniya ko naramdaman kung paano maging normal ulit, kung paano makisalamuha at makinig. He even had that guts to punish me, all of my life, all I know is to be right, hindi ko alam

“Sure! Titigan mo ang larawan nila para matauhan ka na hindi ka mahal ng anak ko!” Miscy chuckle. “You underestimate me too much, Mrs. Montenegro. I don't care if he love me or not, I don't care either. All I care is my right, I'm his wife. What you just shown me is the proof that my husband is cheating on me. And when I sue him, you are going to testify against him. Have you ever realized that? You are betraying your own son, is that what mother does?” Binigyan ito ni Miscy nang malapad na ngiti. Namula sa galit si Kayatana at sa matinding insulto mula sa kaniya.

He is drunk and wasted. “If it's not because of this damn woman, you're still mine. This damn woman destroys everything I have. Because of her, my wife went to jail for almost a decade. And she made me suffer to heal. Fvck!” galit na galit na salita nito habang nakatutok pa rin sa screen ng kanyang cellphone, ngunit ibang mukha na ang kanyang tinitigan. "Papatayin kita,” pabulong na wika nito.

“Revenge? You were so f*cking delusional, B*tch. If there would be the one who should be raging in fury here, that should be me, because you shattered my marriage to my husband. You were a f*cking shameless homewrecker and mistress that should be get rid of this world.” Hindi ako natinag do’n. Nandidiri at mapang-uyam siyang tiningnan mula ulo hanggang paa. “Stop playing like a good wife, especially since there was no love in your marriage, and you even had the decency to have an affair with different men just to satisfy your itch. You really didn’t deserve the throne to be a queen, because you were a delusional and desperate wh*re that was hungry for money and power.” I saw how her jaw clen

Agad siyang dumeritso sa kaniyang Tesla at doon ay nagpahinga muna saglit ng makapasok sa loob. Iniisip niya ang patungkol sa kasong marital abuse where her client which is the wife was experiencing violence from her husband (physically) mostly. Naawa siya rito nung natitigan niya ang mukha nitong puno ng bugbog at pasa. Napapikit nalang siya at napahilot sa sintido. "Man are all monsters."

"I can't hate you wife because your the one who thinks that, I love you I care for you because your Georgina, my one and only wife" "No, stop! you hate me because I'm pregnant wala na ang dating George mo wala na ang maganda't sexy mo na asawa why are you still here, I'm so ugly and what do people say about you kung nasa tabi mo ako how pathetic of me to be your wife" "I don't care about how ugly you are, you're my wife that's it" Malalaking hakbang ko siyang pinuntahan at niyakap. "I don't care what people say kung anong klaseng babae ang pinakasalan ko and I don't fucking care all of that shits!"

"We have clear documentation, photographs, and testimonies proving that the respondent is openly cohabiting with his mistress, Mariel. But more egregiously, Your Honor..." Humakbang nang bahagya si Anya papalapit sa gitna, ibinaba ang isang makapal na folder sa harap ng court stenographer. "...we have financial and corporate records proving that the respondent literally traded and sold his own wife, my client—by utilizing her as leverage to secure a multibillion-peso business project. He treated his wife as a commodity for financial gain. This isn’t just psychological incapacity, Your Honor... this is a total annihilation of the marital bond."

“But I’m not letting you walk away from me either. Not anymore.” Umiling ako. “You think you can fix everything just because you made a scene? Just because you lifted me like some—some handbag in front of all those people?” “You’re not a handbag, you’re my wife.” Hindi ko na napigilang tumaas ang boses ko. “Then you should’ve treated me like one. Not like a possession. Not like something you can just control and lock up whenever it suits you!”

he asked politely. Tumaas ang kilay ni Felica, thinking how can this cold hearted man, asked her politely so his wife could take a seat. It was shocking to even think and now, she’s witnessing it. Has the world turned square? Siniko siya ng babae. “Sorry, you have to witness that po, Dalfren, a friend of mine lost his wife because of a fire. Nasunog kasi ho iyong tinitirhan nila noon, since then, he was traumatized. Seeing every woman in our house as his wife.” Litanya niya sa kanila.