The Poisonous Wife Novels & Stories

It didn’t help that Ian’s explanation completely explained all of Xavia’s odd behaviors in the past few days! His wife was irrefutably the one poisoned, and it pissed him off to know that it had taken him so long to figure this out…! Now brimming with shock, grief, and guilt, Zivon felt like his heart was caving in…

There’s a red bottle of perfume and a green vial. “Poisoning him will be easy. My husband might have a vast knowledge of poisons and be immune to most, but this is one I’ve personally developed myself.” “I’m sorry ma’am.” I finally find my voice. “I can’t kill a man. I’m just a thera—” “Then would you like to die?” Her cold voice interrupts. The serene coldness that had been in her eyes is replaced by the most venomous look I have ever seen. “I might not be able to kill my husband myself, but making a pesky thing like you disappear is no problem at all.”

The screen was lit, a news alert taking up most of it. 'Wife killed in suburban murder case. Husband stabbed her to death after she refused intimacy during pregnancy.' The bedroom door opened with a click. Julian stepped in, wearing that same smile I was tired of seeing. "Honey, I want you tonight."

"I don't want to be tagged as a cheater by anyone, Susan. I don't want him to think of me as a cheater." "Will you stop being so harsh on yourself for once Aurora? Do you even know what cheating means? No, I don't think you do, let me tell you what cheating means. Cheating is when a pregnant wife catches her husband fucking his secretary on the office table and that man doesn't give a damn that his wife saw him doing that. That pregnant wife ran out of the office in horror and pain and while running she lost her balance and fell down the stairs. That's what cheating is? That woman loved that man madly but that man didn't care about her love. He was a bloody sex addict who felt gross with his

After hanging up she freshened up, and went to bed. Joe looked at his boss who was all smiles just a moment ago on the phone. He wondered why his boss is so cut on his wife, the kind of love he has for her, is what every woman wishes for. Joe couldn’t help but think, would he be this loving to his future wife. He couldn’t imagine being henpecked like his boss. Today they had gone to the company, a lot of people were surprise to find the President back. They weren’t expecting him, the President came back and wrecked havoc by firing some persons who were incompetent handling their position.

I search my chest for the source of the pain; to realise the wolf teddy I had just placed in my inner pocket was burning me. I remove it, my fingers suddenly burning as I hold my son’s wolf teddy in my grasp, the entire plushie now holding the distinctive smell of wolfsbane. It was poisoned; I have been poisoned by my own husband…he would rather murder me than let me leave. I only had a matter of time before the poison consumes me fully. I drop the toy, my throat swelling as I start to lose vision in one eye…panicking, I move to the ensuite, washing my eyes out with tap water before placing my finger into the back of my throat and forcing the potion back up.

I said coldly, “you start to think everyone around you is just as rotten as you are.” He laughed. “As I said, from the very first moment I saw you, I saw it. There’s nothing worse than a vindictive woman. And that’s what you are. That’s what you became.” His gaze darkened. “And for ten years, it was fine… until you decided to kill my son.” I blinked once. “Excuse me?” I said slowly. “Kill your son?” My voice dropped, sharp and controlled. “Your son shot my husband, which later led to him being shot. I didn’t fire the shot. I didn’t invite him to the wedding. And I didn’t tell him to shoot anyone.”

There were several murder attempts on him, so it would not be hard for him to recognize the smell of poison. "You really can't tell?" She scoffed and laughed. She went to his ear. "It is venom, big brother." She whispered. "For you," Elio slapped her hands away from his shoulders. "What the heck are you talking about?" He shouted. "Why else do you think she would have poison in her cupboard? Not for her husband who does not let her go? Not for her husband who killed her beloved kid, Haru? Not her husband who forced her into being his wife? Not for a husband who killed thousands?" She came closer to him. "Won't she have venom in her closet for the husband who hid the secret of her mother from

He clicks his tongue, lowering his head and whispering into my ear, “Jaisa tum khana banati ho, uske liye zehar ki zarurat nahi. Insan aise hi mar jayega.” (There is no need to get poison for the way you make food. One will die without it.) Look at his audacity. He is threatening his own wife by coming into the kitchen which is a women's territory, knowing very well that if my anger level breaks, I will not hesitate to mix poison. Oh, dear husband, you have made a grave mistake. Now I am also willing to make you taste something worse than poison. With that sick idea, I smile at him when he leans back, staring down at me. Oh, my neck hurts from trying to look at him as he is so tall. I always

He didnt offend anybody,or any of his rival even knew he was married and she's so innocent that he can't see her hurting a fly than to offend someone. he has failed as her husband, he can't be the mighty CEO he is if he can't protect his family. His sister is still in the hospital recuperating and here is his wife laying down in an hospital bed.... He didnt know the only crime she committed was loving him,but he didnt know the enemy of his romantic life are the closest to him... Damien took Arryas hand as he kissed it and lay beside her.... It was a VIP section the bed was big enough for two people...