The Unwanted Wife Natasha Anders Novels & Stories

She would endure, and she would find a way to assert herself, even if it was only in small ways at first. Ethan’s gaze fell on her again, lingering. “I do not want a wife who expects… affection,” he said, the words measured, deliberate. “Do not mistake tolerance for love. You are my wife in name only. That is all.” Lydia’s jaw tightened. “Then I will make sure you understand that a name does not give you power over my heart. I am more than a title, Ethan. And one day… you may realize that what you have rejected is what you could never replace.”

Such short fucking dress that I could bend her over and fuck her right now, burning away the thought of my cheating wife. But all I felt towards Natasha was disgust. In fact towards any other woman that wasn't my wife right now, all I could feel was disgust and it was scary, because my wife cheated on me with her ex-husband who is my fucking stepbrother, and my mortal enemy. “Fuck Noah, what happened?” She asked in a fake voice as she dropped her bag on the chair and she came towards me. “Everything looks so messed up, you're also bleeding.” She came around and took my hand, only to see the picture in my hand.

William felt the same way too, "Yes, this is indeed very strange. Why would Hardy let her get pregnant? Isn't that weird?" "The sisters of the Anderson family are not good people, especially Natasya. She told Hardy about Talitha's matter and killed Talitha's child, her plan must be trying to become Hardy's wife. I'm afraid that she'd planned to get pregnant long before this and Hardy was fooled. It can be seen how sly and scary Natasya is. I guess Hardy is definitely in trouble this time," Marcus laughed.

Natasha yelled as tears rolled down her eyes. Mr Rasemela stared at the both confused at the whole situation. “Aren't you Chief Lamlord's daughter we had wanted to unite with our son”. Mr Rasemela pointed out. Natasha nodded in agreement. “If for anything else in this world,I do want Antonio for myself,but that was before I knew who I really was , and who gave birth to me. Your wife her is my mother, Mr Parker’s Ex wife,that abandoned her family for money”. She said sounding cold and sad

Today because of Cathy, she almost got into trouble that irked her to no end. 'I played many games to survive as Charles White's wife. I won't, anyone, destroy this happiness,' Natasha mumbled with a vicious look in her eyes.

It's either she just can't stay away from me or she's here to create a scene regarding what Madelyn did to her mom. “ Oh my dear, I was just about leaving. Jason and his wife..” Natasha cut in rudely, “ I don't want to hear anything concerning about Jason or his wife. Can we leave now? I only came to warn this classless slut to never disrespect my mom.” But you just said you were not here for me or my wife. " She apologized, Natasha. You don't have to be impolite." “ I don't care if she did mom. Who does she think she is? Because she got a life-changing privilege to get married to Jason?”

“She’s a liar! She’s vindictive! She’s trying to ruin me because my son left her at the altar!” Mrs. Pence’s brows wrinkle. “That was your son? Besides, I thought she left him at the altar?” Natasha freezes, her lips quivering. “Let’s talk about her application, shall we?” I interrupt, flashing a wicked smile. “Natasha told you that she owns a luxury estate in the hills, didn't she? You want to hear the truth?” She rents a cramped, roach-infested apartment in the slums, and the only reason she can even afford the monthly dues to be a part of the club is because she rips every penny from her son until he’s completely dry.”

His gaze shifted to her first not her husband. “This is my wife, Natasha Smith” Liam said smiling. “She handles the internal logistics” Natasha stretched her hand for a handshake “Natasha Smith” She said The man stared at her for a while before accepting the handshake “Lucas Wayne” He said When the meeting ended, Lucas approached them. “She’s wasted behind the scenes” He said mildly Her husband stiffened, laughing awkwardly. Natasha adjusted her clothes hoping that no marks were visible. She felt conscious, he stared at her like he could see everything she was trying to hide.

I replied with a smirk on my face. “You should do it cleanly,” Baldwin advised. “I can refer you to a professional in matters like that.” “I will take care of it, sir,” I told him confidently. “Of course, you will,” he sighed. "Next person?” “It’s the last person,” I told him as I scrolled to the last slide. “She is Bruce’s wife, Natasha Hills now Natasha Stamford.” “Interesting. She is your ex-girlfriend. How do you intend to take care of her?” Baldwin asked.

"My name is Clara Vance, and I am the founder and CEO of V-Tech Industries." The room erupted. Reporters scrambled to get closer. "Miss Vance! There are rumors you were married to Julian Thorne! Is it true you've been his housewife for three years?" a journalist yelled. Clara leaned into the microphone, a small, icy smirk playing on her lips. "I was a wife, yes. But I found the position… underwhelming. I’ve decided to return to a role that requires more intelligence and significantly less cooking." Julian felt like the air had been sucked out of the room. He stared at the screen, his blood running cold. She looked beautiful. She looked powerful. She looked like a stranger.