Novel & Cerita The Wife He Burned, The Queen She Became

A life where she probably never thought about the husband who'd used her and thrown her away. And my empire, the empire I'd built my identity on was crumbling without her. Because it had never been mine at all.

The other side went dead as his words sank in. "And she said she will divorce me," he added, staring out fixedly at a snowcapped building, covered with lights. Her voice echoing in his head. She would have divorced him for him. "And..what did you say?" she asked,a moment later. "She learned to use a gun because she didn't want to become a burden on me after our marriage. If she would have been in your place, I am certain she would have asked me to save you. You know why? Because that's what a queen do. A queen won't let his King become a laughingstock among their people. And that's what I would have been if I had let someone else save my wife," he pulled to his feet and walked towards the wi

For the first time since her capture, since the breaking point — she felt whole again. The wolf and his queen. And behind them, Cruz’s empire burned.

Seeing me enter, the corners of Gina's mouth curled into a sinister smirk. The next second. Boom—! A massive heat wave swallowed me instantly. The bomb detonated right at my feet. Agonizing pain tore through my consciousness. My body was tossed like a kite with a cut string, smashing heavily into a pile of rubble. In the last second before my consciousness plunged into total darkness, through the overwhelming firelight, I saw a scene that would be branded into my memory forever. My husband, Marco, the man who sent me to die with bare hands.

"Your loyalty is stunning, cari?o. You give it to a man that doesn't deserve it because you must. Because you promised and you know no other way. Now I am going to crush that man and turn your loyalty to me. You will become my queen. Mi Reina." Her heart sped up, pounding with each word. He was going to take her away from Ignacio, give her another cage, turn her into another version of her current self. Mafia wife. And she would hate him for it. She pushed back, shoving away from his chest to look him in the eyes. "No," she told him. "I won't be your queen."

Something that refused to surrender. It reminded me of why I'd fallen for her in the first place. That fire. That strength. And why I'd had to destroy her in the end. Above me, I heard Vanessa's footsteps moving through the house. The baby had quieted to soft whimpers. She was following my instructions, cleaning up, bandaging herself, playing the role I needed her to play. My perfect, obedient wife. I looked back down at Sheila, this ghost who'd returned to ruin everything.

Her world crumbled right before her eyes. She immediately imagined herself pulling that woman’s hair and strangling her neck. She wanted to confront her and ask her why she would do that to her husband. Ask her where did she find the audacity to steal a married man. She wanted to scream at the top of her lungs and cry like no one was around. In reality, her self-worth was gone even when she remained composed. She wanted to put all the blame on the woman when her husband seemed to equally enjoy the ass that was on his lap. She could not even bring herself to defend Jack. He willingly kissed and did even more with another woman.

"I am willing to tell you her story. She was sold by her father when she was a child. She was sold to another family and she slaved there for years. After that, she got married. Her husband so badly wanted a child, but she couldn't give him one because she was barren, so he began to maltreat her. He beat her up mercilessly and treated her like an animal. For two years, she was barren, so he did not treat her as his wife. He got another woman pregnant and brought the woman back home. That same night, they beat her up and burnt her skin with iron; the scar is still on her back. If you're doubting me, my queen, you can even check it. After burning her, her husband divorced and kicked her out of

She had become monstrous because the living had treated her name like trash. That was a crime I understood before Judge Xue explained it. "Emergency chicken?" I had no better plan. I tore it in half. The rooster became fire. The bride's sleeve tightened around my throat, but her other hand kept touching the place where a ring should have been. Over and over. Rage had worn a groove into the gesture. "He burned the house," she whispered. "Your husband?" "For her." The river behind her rose, full of teeth and wedding music.

I gave her a shrugg and a questioned look. We stop in a space where there is nothing, there is no house. There is nothing much to see. "This is the place. Come." She took my hand and pulled me closer. I get a closer look of the space. Burnt walls. Burn? So there must have been a fire here. Somewhere around the time that I was here. I look around, trying to catch memories. "This place is burnt years ago. This is the house of an elder couple and a young woman. It was said that the King Alpha ordered to burn this place down because he got betrayed by the couple living on this house. "