The Unwanted Wife Natasha Anders 소설 & 이야기

And I also needed to block them from meeting Cassandra. As I was thinking about that, my phone vibrated. I saw a message from Alden about a cooperation deal with a foreign party. After replying, I was just about to put my phone back into my pocket when Miles looked at me. “Has Uncle been wanting to ask Mom something?” His question made one of my eyebrows rise. I tried to understand what he meant. I knew my son was smart, he had two intelligent parents. Ah… right now, I wanted to boast to everyone that Cassandra was my wife, the mother of my child, and proudly show off every achievement she had accomplished. And a second later, my little fantasy was interrupted by what Miles was holding.

All for a woman who would never see it. Everyone has wounds they don't want to tell others about, I thought as I shut off the water and reached for a towel. Mine were visible for the world to see—pregnant and divorced, betrayed by my husband and stepsister. But Nate's were buried deep, only revealed through yearly garden photos and an empty house in the 16th arrondissement. I was drying my hair when Scarlett returned, the distinctive sound of her heels clicking across the suite's marble entrance announcing her arrival.

"The arrangement was always for you to marry Miguel Antonio. That was the deal we struck with his family. A wife is a wife, Mara. It doesn't matter which sister he gets. The merger goes through either way." I felt like I couldn't breathe. "A wife is a wife?" I whispered. "Mother, he doesn't want me. He wanted Clara. This entire marriage is built on a lie, on deception. How am I supposed to live with that? How am I supposed to wake up every morning next to a man who didn't choose me, who thought he was getting someone else?"

We were going home. My phone buzzed in my pocket. I pulled it out, expecting a message from Victoria. Instead, a news alert filled the screen. **BREAKING NEWS: Natasha Winters Arrested for Attempted Murder** I clicked on it, my heart hammering. *Natasha Winters, 28, heiress to the Winters fortune, was arrested early this morning on charges of conspiracy to commit murder and attempted murder. Sources close to the investigation report that Winters planned to eliminate Elena Sterling, wife of billionaire CEO Calloway Sterling.*

"Natalia, I already told you this before, I am not interested " " But why Killian?" Natalia was desperate at this point " We've known each other for a very long time, I am from a good family as well, I will be the best wife for you " " I don't want you " " But I..." " Now " Before she could say another word, Natalia's jaw was grabbed harshly. She was forced to look up at those mercilessly blue eyes. Her entire body trembled " You might have been useful, but only as a bed warmer. Why would I want a slut as a wife, hm? Our contract is terminated, get out " He tossed her away causing the poor girl to lose her balance.

“Are you sure? I don’t want to make you do anything you are uncomfortable doing.” Natasha took Tristan’s dick and guided it inside her. I watched how her mouth opened wide, and she moaned with delight. Watching him go in and out of my wife’s pussy turned me on in ways that I couldn’t imagine. I then took my dick and put it inside his ass and fucked him while he fucked my wife.

“You have no right to insult me, Mr. Eddy Gracias! If you don’t want me to go with anyone, just say it. Don’t you ever insult me…” “Or else what? Tell me! You’ll report me? To whom? Don’t you dare get on my nerves, woman. You are still indebted to me. Think before you act! That’s all I want from you. You are married, either contracted or not! You need to be wise about it!” Natasha gulped and looked away. Tears heated her eyes but she tried so hard not to show weakness in front of Eddy. She felt she sold her integrity to a man because of a stupid mistake she made.

“All I wanted was for Emily to have a healthy family. Am I doing something wrong?” This woman should be given the grand prize for acting, Anna thought. “Don't play dumb with me, Natasha. You come to us with a motive, don't you?” asked Anna, and her tone was sharp, cold, and intense. “Motive? What do you mean?” She continued to lie. "You acted like you were so weak and innocent in front of my husband to seek his attention, and today you have successfully drawn us into a misunderstanding. Congratulations, Natasha.” When Natasha was about to reply to Anna, Ibrahim came out of the room when he heard a loud fuss outside, he started to feel uneasy. His feeling was right: the two women were arguing

"you're still alive, " I said with a smile, and I really felt that I'm back to who I was before, the strong, bad girl. "you are still my wife, " Jake said and grabbed my arm and squeezed. I released my arm from his grip and said "no Jake, Natasha Andrews is your wife and I'm Natalie Salvator," "How did you turn Roman on me, " Jake asked. "Detka," I said baby in Russia and continued "Roman wasn't even with you, "

Alexander stands beside her with his jaw set and his hand gripping her shoulder in a pose that screams solidarity and heartbreak. Behind them are the rest of the family. Camilia’s lips pursed in feigned sorrow, my father eyes cold and unreadable, and Gregory Westfield radiating smug satisfaction. I hit play. “I…” Natasha’s voice quivers, every syllable calculated for maximum effect. “I know what everyone must think of me,” she begins, dabbing delicately at her eyes. “That I’m the villain in this story. The other woman. The home-wrecker.” She pauses, letting her words hang in the air while soaking up the attention.