The Wife Of Bath Prologue นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Though Goddess knows only because his expression was flat, nothing could be understood. However, amidst this chaos, Callum Brooksbane seemingly grew anxious. “Yo-your highness, she—she is my wife.” He stuttered, yet tried to make himself look like a husband. Yeah, pathetic shit. “I was trying to take her back home, it’s a private matter of my household—” “When your household screeches like carrion crows in my palace, the shame is mine. Do you dare shame me, Alpha Brooksbane?” Only then, Lucien Virek replied as I was still in a daze of what had just happened.

"My — my husband. Did he know?" The word *husband* came out flat and hollow. It was a term she had used a thousand times in the past four years without ever quite meaning it. She did not mean it now. She used it only because she possessed no other word for the man at Ironbough who had paid the blood-gold to the old hedge-witch on the morning of their first full moon. It was a title she had not yet replaced. The king of Velmoria did not shift in his chair. "Yes."

“It’s about time. He needs to be kept on a tight leash, so he knows his place. Who does he think he is?” “Krystal wears the pants in the house. She built the business from scratch and grew the empire to what it is today. What’s wrong with having a couple of flings on the side? Instead of keeping the issue behind closed doors, he rocked up here and confronted her over the issue.” Amid the scuffle, I was kicked to the ground. Then came a bottle of wine, emptied onto me. “It’s only right to chill him out a bit.” Bottle after bottle of red wine was poured over my head, and I was utterly drenched and humiliated.

Eight years of loyalty. Eight years of building a multi-billion-dollar empire side-by-side in the trenches. Isabella Hart thought her marriage to Nathan Wolfe was unbreakable—until a devastating financial fraud scandal threatened to bring the Wolfe dynasty to its knees. Faced with the ruin of his legacy, Nathan made a logical, calculated, and fatal decision. He signed the documents that branded his own wife a criminal.He thought he was protecting the company. He believed the flawless digital trail. He truly thought the woman he loved had betrayed him.Three years in a federal penitentiary proved to Isabella that love is a liability. Now, the gates have opened. The media expects the disgraced

goes out it was always spectacular, some called her the proud while some called her the goddess on earth, so she felt disgraced and dishonored but then one advised she was taking to the Kings palace, so that the husband did not end up killings his own wife with his own hand, though may die eventual if taking to the palace and investigated, and result proved her guilty, she would be thrown into the den of lions as soon as the husband had the advise it seems all his anger vanished, he stopped and they moved towards the palace at once, getting there, the king was met on the throne, and when he was briefed he called the woman for questioning and the woman agreed to the allegations, then the kin

"I was serious when I said future wife, if you'll have me. I know it is sudden and we barely know one another but you are…well....you are one of the very, very few people that know my secret and you would be doing me a great favor if you would be my wife." Her mind spun. What was happening? Two days ago, she was living a simple life; relatively shunned in her village and engaged to a horrible man. Today, a handsome prince has whisked her away and is asking her to be his wife? Since the moment she had met him, she had kept telling herself she should run. She should leave.

I promise to seek your consent, as I manage our wealth, fairly earned, so it grows and sustains our family. Step 4 Groom's vow: Oh!, dear lady, I promise to trust your decisions about the household and your choices; I promise to dedicate myself to help our community prosper, the matters outside the house. This shall bring us respect. Oh! my lady, I, as Vishnu, take this fourth step with you to participate in our world. Bride's vow: Yes, I promise to strive to make the best home for us, anticipate and provide necessary things for your worldly life, and for the happiness of our family.

Prologue Long ago, king Bartholomew married to Queen Elisabela Had an extra marital affair with a human lady, Ambrosia with whom he fell in love with on his quest to bring peace into the vampire realm. Everybody royal especially his wife, Queen Elisabela had refused the king's union with this human lady but the king went ahead to marry Ambrosia. "My lord, your second wife, Lady Ambrosia has fallen into labor." The head maid informed the King. He waved her off with his hands, she walked out of the room.

—Prologue— As I gazed at my reflection in the mirror, I couldn’t hold back the tears welling up in my eyes. Today marked the day that I would be taken by the king’s guard to meet my selected spouse, Alpha Hawthorne. It wasn’t the prospect of meeting him that troubled me, but rather the unsettling rumors surrounding him. Whispers from several of our former palace maids painted him as a heartless leader, viewing women as mere objects for his pleasure.