Romans & histoires The Perfect Wife's Revenge

"I want you to sign divorce papers!" The man angrily threw a document at the woman. "Husband, haven't I been a good wife all this time? I've done everything for you," Senna said with disappointment and anger, staring at her husband. "A good wife? Do you even deserve to say that? Seinna Zhang, you haven't fulfilled your responsibilities properly. What can you offer me now?" Evander Qin laughed. "It's not my fault. I didn't harm him. You both planned this to ruin my reputation and discard me," Senna yelled. "From the start, you and your mistress plotted to secure a place for that illegitimate child."

“That’s why you agreed to this marriage?” “Yes,” she replied bluntly. There was no trace of emotion in her voice, no second thoughts. I felt the corners of my mouth tighten. “Well, you’ve certainly played the part of the obedient wife,” I said, my tone almost mocking. “But if you’re going to pay me alimony, make it worth my time. How about $20 million instead?”

They are bunch of vile animals trying to take everything from my family. I was forced to marry Antonella and then we were forced to have a daughter together. Her father has been on our case for a son, but Antonella and I both shot that down. Plus she has that weird affair with her business partner. I check out what the people are saying online. God it isn’t good. ‘So called perfect couple and the husband couldn’t even be bothered to visit his wife in hospital...’ ‘Maybe he’s taking care of their daughter?’ ‘Oh taking care of their daughter? Then where are her parents? Or his? Can’t they take care of their daughter so he can see his daughter?’

"Of course. Whose wife am I? But, with you being this beautiful, all the guys at the party will be amazed by you, darling." "Exaggerating." "Seriously. Especially since you're already so beautiful. I'm lucky to have a wife like you." "You're exaggerating," Aurora chuckled, blushing. Then, after getting ready, they both went to the party. Arriving there, what Alex said was true. Almost all of Alex's business associates praised Aurora's beauty and appearance that night. "Your wife looks extraordinary, Sir. If I may say, Mr. Alex and Mrs. Aurora look very compatible."

I needed to lose myself for a bit to forget the bone-deep hurt he was solely responsible for. I had left for good and should never have returned. I should have signed those goddamn papers instead of hesitating and wasting two damn weeks. Now I felt like a fool who couldn’t get her priorities straight. Stupid enough to go back to his agitating ass, hoping he would help in clearing this maze of emotions inside me. Though he helped me just fine. I knew now not to trust him ever again. “Let me guess, you just caught your ever-loving husband in bed with another woman and now you’re here to dull the pain and forget his cheating ass,” a deep voice rang into my ear and made me frown.

Valentina replied, sitting down without being invited. Jasmine closed her folder. “Go ahead.” Valentina drew a breath. “You’re smart. I admit it. But you must realize that your presence makes people misunderstand.” “People or you?” Jasmine asked softly. Valentina stiffened. “I am Christopher’s wife.” “I know.” “And you’re his past.” Jasmine gave a faint smile. “The past has no rights, Valentina. But it also cannot be erased.” Valentina clenched her hands. “What exactly did you come back for?”

"Maybe if you paid half as much attention to me as you do that company...." "Don't." Her voice dropped to something cold and lethal. She didn't recognize it. She liked it. "Don't you dare make this my fault. I tried. God, I tried so hard to be what you wanted. But you know what? I'm done trying. I'm done being perfect. I'm done being your wife." She grabbed her purse from the entry table and headed for the door. "Where are you going?" She didn't answer. Didn't look back. Just walked out of that perfect white prison and into the night, her hands shaking and her heart racing and her mind screaming with a chaos she'd never allowed herself to feel.

"It was so difficult to reach you; there was no choice but to come and get you. I'll ask your husband's permission; I have no intention of taking his wife but want to cooperate with her." "Why do you sound so pushy." "Mrs. Taylor, come out. Do I have to go inside?" "Motherfucker!" Camelia swore and hung up the call unilaterally. She took a comprehensive step and met Felix again in the living room; Camelia approached and touched Felix's hand. "I have to go," she said briefly. "Where?" asked Felix with a confused face. "To get revenge," Camelia murmured almost in a whisper. "Do you want me to take you?" replied Felix, grabbing Elisa's wrist.

Jorge's grin drops instantly—his expression twisting into something dark and unhinged as Aiden's words echo through the phone. “What do I want? Revenge.You took my wife from me, Aiden. You gunned her down like she was nothing. So now… I take yours.And trust me… she’ll suffer so much worse than a quick bullet.Come find us, bastard. Let’s see how protective you really are when your little doll is screaming for you.” Aiden:-“I didn’t kill your damn wife okay? I didn’t fucking kill her. Just leave her please”.

“You’re really stupid, you know that? Truly stupid. You think recording me sleeping or saying a few words is going to turn Cassian against me? After everything you’ve done? After you made me kneel in freezing water for ten hours? After you tried to starve me in his own house?” She stood up abruptly, eyes blazing with hatred. “Why do you want me out of my marriage, Hazel? Why are you making Cassian hate me gradually? What did I ever do to you? I have been his wife for years! You just showed up and suddenly he’s obsessed with protecting you, offering you a high-paying job, treating you like some precious thing. Tell me — what is your endgame?” I tilted my head, keeping my expression cool. I wa