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Evelyn said to me. “Yes, I am! Can’t I come here? As far as I know, your husband invited me.” I cursed her. “If you’re not my wife’s cousin’s wife, I might mistake you for my wife’s other woman.” “Excuse me, Evelyn! Even if I’m not the wife of your husband’s cousin, I’m not like anyone else who will do everything just so that she can have the man she likes.” “Are you referring to me?” “Did I mention a name? Did you get hit?”

This damn wife of mine was now making me smile unnecessarily. Hearing Mr Yang whistle jolted me out from my thoughts. “Now am curious to know how this unwanted wife of yours suddenly became a wanted one.” And that statement got my jaw hard and ticked off. I immediately turned my gaze to him. “Shut the fuck up. My wife isn't an unwanted woman. She will never be because I want her. I crave her so badly that I won't even let her go if she wants to. She's chosen to stay with me and she will keep her promise!” I stated with my face flaring out my anger.

She tried to keep her composure, but her hands trembled as she gripped the remote tightly. "The model, who had vanished from the public eye following an unknown tragic personal loss, has been spotted in the Starfall city shooting a new project," the anchor continued, her tone still expressing eagerness. "There was no word on what the project is, but we know that fans are excited to see her back in the limelight." Evelyn felt a wave of nausea wash over her, and she quickly turned off the TV. She knew all too well how much her husband had loved Dianna. And now, with the news of her comeback, Evelyn couldn't help but feel like she was never going to measure up.

He watches them from afar as they run till he saw his wife entertained the strange guy making him feel irritated and angry. “What do you want from me?” he heard his wife asked the stranger. “If you are not busy later, I would love to invite you for a dinner and get to know each other,” he bravely invites her. Caspian was ready to make his move when he saw his wife paused and turns to the guy as her hands were on her waist. “I am not interested to know you,” she frankly uttered without any reaction. “If you aren’t interested with me then why are you entertaining me? Why did you wave at me in return?” he inquires, can’t accept that she rejects his kind offer.

After the fucking reception party of my forced marriage ,I went to the bar ,drank until the disastrous fact of my life vanished along with my senses. I didn't remember who bring me here but one thing clearly returned in my memory.My unwanted wife was standing in my room in the same clothes they she wore at the reception.Her presence was making me feel suffocated in my own room. What is she upto?I mean she is the one who egoistically refused to take the lofty sum in reverse of helping Grandpa and took a swift spin of mind less than in twenty four hours and became Mrs. Emerald Davian Knight.

she explains then hurries down the stairs. I groan as I watch her quickly descend the stairs and head to the kitchen. My phone suddenly goes off and I'm distracted from reality. Expecting it to be Cody or someone else from the gang, I take it from my pocket and look. Seems like your wife isn't cut out to be a mother or a decent, always fuckable, wife. Oh, when I finally get my hands on her, don't you worry, she'll be taught MANY lessons. Just when I thought he was gone, he's back.

--- The Real Problem Because last night changed something important. Before the leak— I was falling for Xavier carefully. Now? I know he’s already falling too. And somehow that makes this whole situation scarier. --- My Phone Vibrates Again Another message. Another headline. Another opinion from strangers who know nothing. --- The Comments > She trapped him. She’s getting paid to play wife. Of course the romance was fake. No billionaire falls for an assistant. --- Pain That last one hurts the most. Because some insecure part of me still whispers: Maybe they’re right.

A loyal wife caught off guard by cheating allegations from her husband, divorced, and now trying to make sense of the conundrum she had been thrust into. Either way, I was invested. This was a drama I could enjoy from the front seat, sipping neat whiskey as I watched it unravel. I didn’t mind whatever turned out to be true. I wasn’t about to wife her — or anyone else. I just needed to fuck her and ease the primal desire that was turning me all the way loose. She had already surprised me today by revealing she was an engineer. And she took monstrously sized dildos in her pussy. What other surprises did she have in store for me?

To fill in the role as his perfect and obedient wife who fulfills every command, every ask, forever present and there to answer all of his wishes? My anger boils over, the inside of my mind screaming and howling to fight back. My nails begin to draw blood from my hands from the increasing pressure. “No.” “No?” Adrian scoffs. He looks at my parents, then to Clara, before turning his eyes back to me. “I am your wife, not your slave,” my eyes feel hot from the disappointed tears that gloss my eyes. “I have done nothing wrong to deserve this treatment from you. From any of you!” They blink at me. Nobody responds, their blank stares only pushing my anger further off the deep end.