The Silent Wife Drama Mga Nobela at Kwento

My father-in-law was still immersed in his delight, so he didn't notice what went wrong at first. His wife, however, looked dark, and she screamed. Only then did he turn to the screen. The screen showed tons of chat history, and then it switched to a scene where a naked couple was shown. Queenie screamed and scrambled up the stage. She tried to stop the video from playing but had no idea where the remote was, so she could only howl like a maniac. "Turn it off, turn it off!" However, her face and naked body were already plastered all over the screen. The last scene showed how the naked Queenie hid behind Howard. An eerie silence fell upon the hall. Everyone was looking at Queenie—some with di

Angela Romero-Fernan is an ideal wife. A perfect Type-A wife to be exact. A loving wife to her husband Sebastian Fernan. A caring mother to their only son Thomas Romero Fernan. Angela also fulfills the duty of a CEO on their own family business. You see, she is the perfect ideal wife any man could wish for. But her husband Sebastian saw all those things from a different perspective. And indeed up cheating on her perfect wife Angela. And now shady things happened that their perfect marriage is at risk.

“I am not ready.” I made her wait until I was done foaming the body wash on her delicate shoulders, then I gathered her hair in my fists and applied shampoo. When my silence greeted her, she looked at me over her shoulder. Her pissed face and red angry eyes glared at me. “If you want a child so much then why don’t you fuck some other woman and build a family with her. Why are you so adamant on tormenting me? First you stalked me, married me against my will and now you want to impose a child on me?” She blurted. Her lips wobbled. “I am your wife for fucks sake not a damn breeder.” Her eyes full of sweet anger. I agonised day and night to see her emotions other than fear—even if it was her ang

With Alice clinging to him? Nothing. Instead, it was Lucia's face that hit him. Her lips. That sweet, lingering taste... He jerked to his feet. Alice stumbled back into the seat, eyes wide with shock. Jared's voice went ice-cold. "Who said I'm divorcing Lucia? Until I sign those papers, she's still my wife." And with that, he stormed out—leaving Alice pale, speechless, and alone. *** Jared burst through the front door. "Lucia! Lucia, come out!" he shouted, voice echoing through the house.

She fell silent for a moment and then asked, “So… what are you going to do now?” “What else?” I muttered. “Tell the truth.” There was a long pause before she replied. “Damn... that won’t be easy. Trust me, I’m a mother. If my son came home with a secret wife, there’s no way I’d just accept it.” She cursed under her breath. “Fuck.” I stayed quiet, watching the road ahead. “Well,” she said bitterly, “who would’ve thought the farm girl would end up being the wife of Eric Black?” Her words stung a little, but I chose silence over argument.

"Miss Sasha, forgive me for lying to you for the first time, but I did all this for you." ***San Diego Province Building A008 came from Adam's voice. "Smack!" "Slut, I said that Imelda's illness is getting worse and worse; it turns out that you are the ghost behind your back!" "I'm just such a son, how dare you? How dare you! A middle-aged woman with yellow hair was knocked to the ground, covering half of her face and covered in bruises. This woman is none other than Adam's wife Ivy. Some time ago, Adam's son Imelda suddenly fell ill.

It was then I noticed that idiot making a pass at my so called wife and that damn stupid woman seemed to be enjoying it from where I stood and could see them. There was no way she was going to ruin this for me. Not after I've reached this far and so close to getting what I want. I kindly excused myself before walking to Joel and my wife who went by the name of Sierra. Her tastes were even more pathetic when it came to choosing men. Seriously? My useless brother of all people who couldn't keep his thing erect. I really had a dumb wife. No wonder dad chose her to be my wife.

"Since you're here, I have something to say. I want a divorce. I was going to file, but since everyone is here tonight, let's see if we can settle it now." Sinead immediately stood up. "I don't agree." When she first came in, she had looked guilty and remained silent in front of my parents. Only now did she dare object. That was because she knew that if she stayed silent, her husband would be gone. She had never imagined this outcome. She did not want to accept it. The thought alone was enough to make her panic. My parents clearly had no patience left for her either. "You didn't care about this family then. We don't want to hear anything from you now. If we can't communicate properly, then p

Being Mrs. Schrett was supposed to be Shirley's happily ever after. Instead, it became the place where she buried every dream she ever had. When she discovers her husband's years-long affair, Shirley refuses to let her daughters grow up in a home built on deceit. She eventually walks away with nothing but her children and the forgotten talent she once sacrificed for love. Five years later, she returns as the woman behind one of the country's fastest growing luxury jewelry brands. Damien Schrett doesn't recognize the quiet wife he once knew in the confident businesswoman standing before him. He only knows he can't stop thinking about her. Now that fate has brought them toget

“You're speaking to my wife. And in this building, her word carries the exact same weight as mine." "Your wife?" Cassandra laughed, a bitter sound that completely ruined her perfect, high-society image. She took a staggering step toward him, entirely ignoring me now. Her eyes were wide and glassy with a desperate emotion as she stared at Silas's chest before looking straight into his face. “Silas, look at her! She’s a nobody! A little broke girl from a dead family! You forced a contract on her to shield your own assets, but you expect us to believe you actually care about her?!"