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In her elegant bridesmaid’s gown, her hair and makeup flawless, she could have been any of Chelsea’s manicured clones, but the spark in her eyes set her apart. I made the mistake of asking Chelsea who she was the next day, setting my wife off on one of her jealous rants. I never mentioned Jessica again and did my best to stay away from all of Chelsea’s friends. I needed my reputation to remain spotless if my plan was going to work. Now, finally, it has. My wife fucked up, I have the proof, and I will finally be free. Free to return to my single life and free to fuck anyone I want, including Jessica Williams.

However, that might be a fucking lie, because I’ve been losing grasp of the word concentration since I made this chaotic girl my wife. She never misses a chance to barge into my thoughts uninvited. Whenever I’m working, in a meeting, or even in court, I think about her on my desk with her legs wide apart as she moans my name and tells me she’s been a naughty girl and wants me to teach her how she can be a good girl. Though she doesn’t genuinely mean that, considering she’s constantly being naughty in one way or another. And I can’t stop thinking about that, about her hidden tendencies and sweet taste. I haven’t been able to stop since the first time.

She laughed again, unbothered about how I felt. “When you’re done sulking about Aria,” she said authoritatively, “get ready to go on a date with the president’s daughter. It’s good for the company. And for you.” Then my phone buzzed. My heart skipped. I hesitated, then pulled it out from my pocket. A message from the agent I hired, the one tracking Aria. 'Sir, your wife was sighted in a restaurant with another man.' I lifted my gaze to my mother without reacting to the message I just read.

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.

I didn’t even sob. “ I’m sorry you had to go through all of that, I faced something similar , my ex husband abused me and he stole everything I had left me broke but I didn’t give up , I made sure I took back everything I had back from him ! I gave him hell in the business industry it was too hot for him to stay , I became a rival , his competition…Carina it was when you remain weak that you give them the glory that they did all of that to you, It is a choice to remain as the weak ex wife but when you become so untouchable, You become their worst nightmare, So what do you want to do ? Will you forever be in the shadow of your past , Crying and bawling your eyes …is that what you want to do ?

I'd made my decision the moment Mia's scared voice came through the phone. There was something going on between that man and my wife, I do not want to sound controlling but all of Bianca's friend as few as they were, were mine first and became hers by association. And this was someone that I did not know, having free access to my wife. I didn't not like it and I was going to get to the bottom of this.

she snapped again. “Didn’t I make it clear that the company is going down? If I had waited until you came back, do you think you would still have a home to stand in now?” our father shot back angrily. “I made it clear to you that marrying a comatose person isn’t worth it!” “But Alistair is awake! And now, he’s Isla’s husband! Tell me, how should I accept any of this?!” I stood rooted to the ground. My instincts were right all along. She came back because she wanted to be the one to marry into the Montgomerys.

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.

“Want one?” “What? No!" She tried pushing him off, but he wouldn't budge. “I told you I'm not ready yet." He just smirked and sniffed her, squeezing one of her boobs. “What makes you not ready?” He parted her legs and reached between her thighs, slipping a finger inside her. But she slapped his hand away, her face becoming serious. "Haven't I told you never to bring up this topic?" “I'm sorry." But Cassie wasn't having it. She sat up, still between his legs and folded her arms. “So I tell you your brother's wife is pregnant for another man and all you think about is getting me pregnant?”

“Mommy, I want to go home.” Wanna was surprised. “Go home? Your condition isn’t—” “I’m bored here. I want to go home.” Wanna sighed. “Alright… Mommy will ask the doctor first.” Samuel nodded. In his heart, he thought, “Rebecca… I’m starting to hate you. Maybe it’s true, six years ago, you did kidnap Nora on my wedding day and Nora just for the sake of being Mrs. Wilson. Then your boyfriend came back, and you left with him. Five years later, you brought back an illegitimate child. You’re truly a devilish woman, Rebecca!”