The Wife He Took For Granted นิยาย & เรื่องราว

She raised our son almost entirely on her own and turned him into a top student, the kind every family boasted about. She was even named the town's model wife. "I never thought he'd actually show up to court. I've never seen anyone sue their own wife before." "Hazel really had terrible judgment when she was young. She built everything with him from nothing, and this is how he repays her. You really do see all kinds of people in this world." "I lived next door to him for years. He fooled everyone. Who would've guessed he was such an ungrateful piece of trash?"

He gestured toward me without looking at me. “Susan is my wife. I chose her despite opposition. We all understand hierarchy. It is not easy to rise when you marry beneath your rank. After she lost her vision, I became the sole provider. I made sure she and the children lacked nothing. Because of a lapse, something we could have handled privately, she chose to leave and take the children.” Thirty years reduced to a lapse. He went ahead and painted me as unstable. The room supported him before I even opened my mouth.

“You're married to me now which means that you own a lot more than the pennies that was taken away from you..” Ava nodded her head in understanding. No matter how much her husband was worth, she still wanted the pennies taken away from her. What are women for anyway?

About the way he had seen her laugh with Daniel on the show and felt his chest split open with pain because he realized he had thrown away the best thing that ever happened to him. “I thought I was doing the right thing back then,” he said. His voice was raw now. Honest in a way she had never heard before. “I really did. I thought providing everything was enough. I thought the company, the big house, the money, the last name, the security… I thought all of that would make up for me never being there for dinner. For never asking about your day. For missing your birthdays. Victoria fed that lie to me every single day for years. She told me you were fine. That you understood the pressure I was

“You made choices.” Silence exploded between us instantly. I stared at her stubbornly while anger and desperation clawed violently through my mind. “Whatever happens, you’re still my wife.” Evelyn looked at me quietly for several long seconds afterward. Something inside her eyes finally shattered completely. “No,” she whispered softly. “I stopped being your wife the moment you touched another woman.” My jaw tightened immediately. “She means nothing compared to you.” Evelyn laughed again. Unfortunately, this time the sound felt painfully empty.

he said,"I may not be as powerful as you, but have you ever stopped to think? The wife you took for granted is someone else's dream. And you, with your own hands, dragged her into hell. When you lie awake at night… do you ever regret pushing away the person who loved you more than anyone else?" His words hit harder than I expected. For a heartbeat, my wolf went silent. Then he stepped out and disappeared from sight. The moment he was gone, I felt the aftershock of the confrontation hit me like a punch. My body tilted, just a fraction. Collins rushed toward me."Alpha Nathan? Are you alright?" I waved him off sharply."I'm fine." But my jaw clenched, my pulse pounding in my ears. Regret? His wo

“Hello, husband.” The voice was distorted, but Julian recognized the cruelty beneath it. Alexander Sterling. Julian closed his eyes. “You have her.” “I have something you want.” “If you've touched her—” “Save your threats. You're standing in an abandoned hospital with a gunshot wound that hasn't healed properly. I have your wife, and you have exactly fifty-eight minutes to decide whether she lives.” Julian looked at the photograph again. “Let me speak to her.” A pause followed. Then he heard a faint sound.

“Look at me, Abby.” I held his gaze. “Nothing my mother says changes what you are to me,” he said, his voice dropping into a low, gravelly register. My heart fluttered. “You don’t have to prove that to me.” “I know,” his hands slid down to wrap possessively around my waist. “But I want you to hear it anyway. You are my wife. My family can take as long as they need to understand that.” “And Felicia?” His sharp jawline locked. “Felicia can build whatever business empire she wants. But she doesn’t get to take you out of my life.”

“He has a meeting. Work is important.” “His wife is important too,” she grumbled and took the phone from me. “Fine, I won’t call him, but I will make sure that Mom knows he abandoned his wife for some useless meeting.” She made it sound like he was doing something wrong. He was the pillar of the Vance family. I could only imagine how many families depended on him. I took her arm and rested my head on her shoulder. “It’s fine. At least you are here.” She shot me a pitiful look and shook her head. “I just wish you’d ask for more.”

“You were travelling.” There it was again. Not accusation. Not anger. Just facts. Simple facts that somehow hurt more every time he heard them. He leaned back in his chair. “My grandmother said I married a remarkable woman.” Elena looked away immediately. “She exaggerates.” “No.” His answer came quickly. “I think I spent years assuming everyone saw you the way I did.” Her eyes returned to his. “And how was that?” The question deserved honesty. “As my wife.” He shook his head slowly. “Not as Elena.”