The Wife He Didn't Deserve の小説・ストーリー

Don’t mind her. Another message followed right away. [Did she say something?] My brows knitted together as I stared at the screen. Why was he so concerned about what I might hear? What might people around me say about him? I hesitated before replying, then typed carefully. “Nothing much—aside from saying I don’t deserve to be your wife.” I stared at the message after sending it, my chest tightening slightly as the words settled. A moment later, his reply came. [Pay her no mind. You’re my wife. End of discussion.]

"Guy, wait. Do you mind if I purchase her for half a billion dollars? I swear, if you agree with it, I'd do it. I think I've fallen for your wife. No offense. She's your wife. I know, I know. But, she's… not supposed to be. Men, you don't deserve that chic." "No offense? Dude!" Flustered, I threw the bottle toward him, but he was lucky enough to dodge my attack. "Stop it. Yeah, this marriage is a shit, but come on, I can't give you someone as pretty and attractive as her. You'll ruin and hurt her. Well, she says she's broken. You're also not worthy of her. So, shut it up."

"While Lyara is becoming one of the most powerful women in Sterling City, you still look like a man trying to remember where he parked." The air went thin. I wanted to argue. I wanted to tell him that Ashworth Heights was not a place you lost overnight, that influence bled out slowly, that I was still fighting. But the truth was in his eyes, and he knew I knew it. "Another family approached me last week," Phillips said. "Old money. New tech. Their son is thirty, clean record, and he doesn't have to explain to the press why his ex-wife now signs his paychecks. He is far more suitable for Lila than you will ever be again,"

All the pangs I had in my heart the moment he started avoiding me was because I love this guy already. But it didn't seem right... Tears streamed down my face as I could feel my heart breaking into pieces. *You don't deserve me, Liam Miller. You deserve someone better! Someone who is not married, someone who was strong enough to fight for you!* My heart wanted to scream, I wanted to kill my heart, I want to burn my soul... Why? Why? Why?! Those were the only words coming into my mind as I kept looking at his face. "Hey, are you alright?" he asked once more and I began to cry, couldn't handle my emotions anymore... They were stronger than I was. My body failed me.

She’d told me once, early in our marriage, that she found it tedious. But she’d done it anyway. For two years. And I’d never thanked her. Not once. I stood up abruptly. Grabbed my jacket. Why should I have thanked her? The thought came sharp and angry. She was my wife. That was her job. Cooking. Keeping the house. Being there when I needed her. That’s what wives did. I shoved my arms through the jacket sleeves. Except Aria hadn’t needed to do any of it. Aria was a fucking billionaire.

“He doesn’t deserve to be with you, Sandra.” As I heard what he said, my jaw tightened. He truly wanted Cassandra, and his actions could even be called the actions of a madman. I quickly stepped toward them. “You’re still trying to force my wife!?” I immediately grabbed his hand, pulling that insolent hand away from Cassandra and pushing Cillian back. This rough action surprised Cassandra, but that man clearly wasn’t someone who would listen to words alone. Without even looking at me, Cillian shouted, “Damn it! Who is your wife!”

You could at least acknowledge me as your wife. Wife?" he sneered, shaking his head. "You're basically a glorified housekeeper." He laughed. "You're going to try to pretend to be my good little wife and I'm suddenly going to start falling all over myself? It isn't going to happen that way. I don't need you around these times. You are an afterthought.". Sabrina felt the words of her husband pierce through her. "You are right; I cannot make you love me. But I am still your wife, and I deserve respect, even if you don't feel anything for me.".

I rolled my eyes as she said, "You know, I could never get used to seeing this. What about your husband? Does he treat you well? I've been repeatedly told you are doing fine but I never learned how you were coping as a married woman." I chuckled, "Married woman? I don't see myself as one. And as for the man you refer to as my husband, he is a real state-of-the-art jackass. Why did you even get me married to him? The man doesn't need a wife and.....you know what? That's me putting it too lightly. He doesn't deserve a wife or any other woman in his life. Some men are meant to die lonely in this world, Mom. Trust me."

He had that arrogant CEO vibe. ‘That night, I went to the club to join Frank and Nora because I needed to clear my mind off things…you must be wondering why I was bothered? Well, it's because I argued with my wife,’ he said and this was big news. No one in the country knew that the heir of the Williams family was off the market, the Williams family had never announced a wedding. So what is he talking about? ‘Is your wife present here?’ ‘Yes, but that’s not important…I love my wife so much and got drunk after our fight. Then I saw an old man harassing my sister in the club and wanting to dance with her. What would any brother’s reaction be?’ he asked and they all nodded in understanding.

even with loud music she can still clearly hear Meredith. "Hey, I love that music. I love my life. I love my husband." She said it out loud. Meredith, shake her head with so much disapproval. "No, your husband is such a... jerk," she just mumbled the last words. "My husband what?" "Your husband is competent. Yeah, competent and loved you." She explained. "Yes, he is. Even though I'm worried right now. Why he is not answering my call, I didn't know what happened to them," she said with a worried voice. "Fuck, Takahashi I should be with my family right now!"