Novel & Cerita The Other Woman Book Summary

She looked at me with a mix of pity and disbelief. “I wanted to see what makes him so interested in them, okay? I wanted to see what made me different from other women. The reason why he’d rather sleep out than sleep in, you know.” I said, my voice breaking as tears threatened to spill. Sheba held my hand tightly, trying to comfort me. “And all this time, you have never seen that Elizabeth woman?” She asked, referring to the woman who had ruined my marriage. I shook my head, feeling a surge of anger.

When men and women entered that strange and bizarre world, the noise and liveliness caused them to break free from the dullness of the mortal world and enter the land of depravity and flight. Thomas sat on a chair with an enchanting woman beside him. She's a completely different woman from Jessica. The woman was very beautiful and had a foreign bloodline. Her eyebrows and eyes were very deep, and her delicate makeup made her even more beautiful. Her tall and enchanting figure was perfectly proportioned. Those who had seen her once would look back a second time. This was the little star of the rumor...

But she was able to move him inside of her easily enough, and the exhale he let go once she was situated didn’t sound completely like someone whose freedom had been compromised. Rain closed her eyes and tried to picture the cover of the book Mist had found. She imagined the man and woman on the cover were her and Adam, that instead of being strapped to a chair, his arms were around her, that he was kissing her neck, his lips trailing lower. It made it easier to move, and for a moment, she was actually beginning to enjoy herself, until she realized he was saying her name again, and her eyes came open to the same dark room, the same restrictive setting. “Rain, what were you supposed to tell me

Christian read and abruptly stood up to take it from the shelf. “How come I didn’t know her new book is out!” He wondered and walked back to where he was sitting. He opened the first page, and it was a story about a woman, who was manipulated by her husband to get all the wealth and she ended up finding him cheating on her and how he was planning with his ex-girlfriend to throw her out. As Christian read the initial chapter about how the girl led a miserable life before meeting the hero, he got a text from Andrea, who was excited to see her wedding ring. Christian took the velvet red box from the small bag and sent her a picture.

The other woman stood up and went to her seat, “You do know who you guys are jeering about right? Just a word and you are out of your seat, your ass on the street begging.” The unfriendly woman hissed again but the words sank into her head, “Well, I didn't mention names.” She looked around making sure no one but them was present. “Just let's talk about something else but if you insist on talking about this, go ahead, I will have to excuse myself, I have children to feed.” The other woman said as she opened a book and began to work. The man followed suit, his focus on the papers before him. The unfriendly woman opened up her laptop and equally began to work.

I wanted the night air to cool the fire in my blood, but it only made the flames grow. A few minutes later, I was in the car, alone. No guard. I didn't request one. I drove to the edge of the pack territory, to a small, lopsided shack hidden behind a wall of weeping willow trees. This was where the woman lived—the woman whose tea, which was supposed to help me ascend, was now making me descend deep, down to the bottom if I didn't act. She wasn't a wolf, but she knew things. She knew how to make a person weak without leaving a mark. She was the person—the right person they said I needed for the job. Over time, she worked. But now, it seemed she took my simplicity and generosity for foolishnes

Before I left, I looked back at Zachary and said, "Zachary, give me your answer by 5 p.m. tomorrow." The door shut behind me. The thick carpet in the hallway swallowed the sound of my footsteps. Just then, my phone buzzed. Yara had sent a WhatsApp message. 'You think you've won? Estelle, Zachary can't leave me. I'm the mother of his son, and will be the mother to his second child. Meanwhile, you have nothing!' I stared at the message without replying. I simply switched my phone to silent, stepped into the elevator, and drove to the riverside.

IT'S been two years since he had an affair with another woman. He was aware that what he was doing was wrong, yet he couldn't stop himself. His other woman gave him something that her wife couldn't give. His mistress, despite being wild and demanding, made him feel like a man. She made him feel as if he was needed. His wife, on the other hand, was self-sufficient and successful in her career. He sometimes felt like he was just a bystander in her life. It was as if their marriage was merely something to round out her whole picture of a perfect woman with a successful profession and a wonderful marriage!

Then it brought me to another memory where he's drinking and laughing with women. After the party, he walks away still looking lonelier than before. Then another memory came through. This time, he's stalking a woman from a dark alley. When the woman noticed him, she ran as fast as she could. But the vampire is faster. He cornered her and bite her neck and feast with her blood

He looks completely broken. "What did he say?" I ask. "He wanted to know your name," the woman says, turning her cold gaze back to me. "He knows you are not his wife. I told him you are just a visitor living in her meat." I blink. "You told him the truth?" "Why wouldn't I?" "The books say you are ruthless," I say, my voice dropping to a whisper. "The stories say you are a liar who tricked him." The woman takes a sharp step backward. Her face goes pale. "What else do your books say about me?"