The Wife He Took For Granted นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"But my wife looks tired." My wife? How amusing. Lately, I hadn't been treated like one at all. The only reason this coward remembered I was his wife was because he couldn't stand another man standing beside me. Never mind the fact that he had already brought another woman into our marriage. "Thank you for your concern." I smiled politely. "But I'm perfectly fine." Let people interpret my refusal however they wanted. I'd stopped caring. I saw his jaw tighten. He hadn't expected me to reject him so directly.

He paused, his gaze sweeping across us. "I will never divorce my wife. My wife has never cheated on me, and the 'evidence' you are so proud of is nothing more than a pathetic misunderstanding. What happened was a misunderstanding, one I have already investigated myself. And I do not care for the 'prestige' of a title if it means sacrificing the woman I have chosen.”

Then he added meaningfully: “Clinging desperately to the title of wife won’t necessarily bring you happiness.” “You should understand that better than anyone.” He paused deliberately. “There are plenty of women in high society who believed securing the position of wife meant lifelong security.” “And yet in the end, stubbornly refusing to let go only destroyed them.” “Surely you understand that.” Then his gaze sharpened. “After all…” “You know very well what happened between Daniel Harrison and your mother.” Navia’s expression shifted slightly.

As Vivian Hart's husband and deputy director, I worked every day of the year without a break. But when I took half a day off because my mother was hospitalized, Vivian accused me of putting my family ahead of the company. "You took time off for something that minor? As a deputy director, the business should come first." Her voice on the phone was colder than the hospital itself. At year-end, I was the only senior manager in the entire company who received no bonus. Vivian shut her office door and spoke as though she were comforting me. "You're my husband. You should be willing to put up with a little unfairness and set an example for everyone else. I'll make it up to you privately when th

My husband Michael Leigh's first love, Emily Messier, comes back from abroad and invites us to dinner. For two straight hours, Michael and Emily spend the whole time talking to each other. For half an hour, Emily keeps the conversation on me, from what I wear and what I do for a living to how much I make. "You used to go for the artsy type. Guess your taste has changed." Emily smiles and glances at me. Michael cracks open a crab leg and puts the meat on her plate before answering with a smile. "Dating and marriage are two different things." Then he turns to me. "Right?" It's the first thing he's said to me all night. I set down my fork and meet his eyes. "Right. That's why I'd never

I looked at my own reflection in the dark glass—the tired eyes, the faint lines on my forehead, the ghost of a man who was finally learning how to feel again. "Tell them I am not going anywhere," I said. "And tell them that if loving my wife again costs me this company, then this company was never worth having."

People can marry who they want or choose not to. “Marriage is a partnership too, Nikolai. Partnership is where two people mutually benefit from each other. It was a shotgun marriage that you had and don’t tell me otherwise. I may not meddle in everything you do, but I know what you’ve been up to. Do you think I’d let you settle for a life with a mere woman like her? No. It doesn’t work that way.” “I’ll pretend I never heard this from you.” “You’ll get to jail.”

Cleopatra ticked every box every category and some but I have to admit that I haven't been the best person ever and I haven't treated her the way she deserves to be treated it took someone showing me what I'm missing out on to realise what I've been taking for granted all along and you know very well that if you take something for granted you might actually lose it but when you get it back you appreciate it more than the first time you lost it . As much as there is a good side to me I also have a bad side to me the part of me that wants to hurt someone before they hurt me and when I asked my wife if she still wanted to be married to me and didn't give me an answer if you just literally walke

Within mere days of meeting, she made herself my entire world, and I made her my wife. Grace did not have an easy life growing up, but when we got together, I reassured her that I could and would protect her. At the time, I had all the confidence and bravado of a young beta wolf, and it never occurred to me that a day could come in which I would be unable to keep that promise. My over-confidence cost my wife dearly.

She had always wanted to touch his grown beards but the guy had never allowed her to as much as touch his wrist. “One more thing, don’t ever lay your hands on me. ” he looked at her coldly . Vivian pouted her mouth “why don’t you start to accept things. I am your wife because you are a widower already. I have become your wife because Susan is dead and probably buried somewhere. why can’t you get that in to your head?” Widower? That word hasn’t crossed his mind ever since the news about Susan’s supposed death but now, he felt like strangling Vivian and killing her for real.