The Other Woman นิยาย & เรื่องราว

She even said that if Anthony didn't buy me one, I'd take our savings and elope with someone else. Kyra was almost crying from anger. Just like in my past life, Eliana was making Kyra seem like a materialistic, shallow woman to Anthony. After all, Anthony was one of the wealthier people on the island. Perhaps it wouldn't have been a problem for him to buy a new sports car at all. However, no man would be able to accept the second part of what Eliana had claimed Kyra said, which was that she would elope with another man if he didn't buy it for her.

To shake off the sudden vision, I turned to Margo and asked, “Margaret, what exactly is going on here?” “Good afternoon, Konstantin. This is an interview for the position of my assistant. This is—” But before she could finish, she was interrupted. “My name is Victoria,” another voice chimed in, and that’s when I realized there was a second young woman in the room. She eagerly stretched out her hand toward me in greeting.

as his body didn't stiffen under her touch the way it did with mine. Instead, he let out a slow breath, his eyes closing briefly as if she was the only thing in the world that could calm him. I had decorated the room with love. Cooked with love. Dressed with love. For my husband. But in the end, only she could soothe him. Only The Other Woman could give him the comfort... ***

I tapped it open. There were photos of her and Luca’s stamped, signed marriage certificate and shots of their hands intertwined, the Vitali family crest glinting on a ring on her finger. They had already married, and I had become the other woman..... I was in excruciating pain. But it was also good this way. My leaving would give them exactly what they wanted. I knew Luca better than anyone. He’d never let her post this, not if he wanted to keep it from me. She was rubbing it in my face, plain and simple.

Even with the smile on her face, no one hesitated to stand up and dump whatever they had in their hands. “Consort Mistress!” The women chorused as they bowed to her. The woman turned to look at me, beckoning that I move away from the door. I could feel the heavy gaze of the women shift from the mistress to me. I stiffened for a minute and the next, I was standing right next to the woman, wondering how genuine the smile I was trying to force would look on my face. “Her name is Octavia,” the woman waved her hand towards me as she introduced me to the other women.

"Patrick, do you really have to be like this? How can you be so cold? I already told you—I'll marry you eventually. What difference does sooner or later make? Shawn is sick. What right do you have to treat him like this?" Beside her, Shawn kept his head down, tears streaming steadily. I finally stopped packing and looked up at the two of them standing there shoulder to shoulder. The way they played off each other was a perfect match, honestly. A laugh escaped me. Watching the woman I once loved fuss over another man as if he were the only thing that mattered—I won't lie, it hurt.

He said the rent would give me my own income, so I could be an independent woman instead of always asking him for money. And the apartment he had supposedly rented out had become the home of his other wife. "You're so lucky," I said, my voice trembling. Chloe smiled and went back to playing with the baby. I stood beside her, quietly watching her profile. She couldn't have been more than twenty-two or twenty-three. She knew nothing. But even if she did, what difference would it make?

This woman truly is remarkable. She finishes her statement moving her chair back, the slightly muffled sounds from her shuffling around echoes through the mic, was the only noise to be heard. And that’s how Atlas Winters makes the world bow to her. This woman is a witch. Smiling, I nudge Jon beside me who’s gone completely silent, and his gaze settles on me, his mouth agape in shock. “Close your mouth and stop gapping at my woman.” I say glaring at him. “What was that?!”

“Hey, Janine, look at that girl!” Yasmin was screaming at Janine in her whisper as she gawks at a woman who’s their age, wearing some nice clothes and killer heels, come inside their office. Almost all the men inside looked at her with jaws dropped while the girls gawked at her from head to toe. Janine looked at the said woman and there’s something in her head that clicked. Czarina Hwang. She can’t be mistaken. This is Porter’s ex.

The man supplied the fake name he had used in booking his room. Mary smiled seductively at him and replied to him. "Okay Adam." She said with a sexy voice and winked at him. "Do you want to see me tonight after your return? In your room to have me all to yourself?" She added ignoring those around her as she pointed to her big cleavage which she opened a little bit by the time she had finished her statements. She was a beautiful lady and has the shape of eight(8) that guys would love to date her.