Novel & Cerita The Wife Webtoon

He doesn’t even spare me a glance. “Lena is not a slave, and I need her to…” “Go” he cuts me off. “The woman would not be leaving.” “But…” “That’s final. Now leave Maria.” Walter roars with laughter along with the scantily dressed women perched on his laps. “Dear me! I’ve heard about the way you discipline the women in your household, but I didn’t think it extended to even your wife.” Cheeks burning in humiliation, I hurry out of the room with Walter’s maid before Sebastain can say something worse.

Leonard turned slowly. “She will change.” There was no emotion in her voice. Only fact. “The doctor said her face—” “I know.” Vanessa took a breath. “And you know how our world works.” It wasn’t a question. It was a statement. Leonard looked at her. “Reputation. Image. Family.” Each word was spoken deliberately. Like a list that couldn’t be avoided. “A wife… is part of that.” Leonard didn’t argue. Didn’t agree. Didn’t refuse.

Her phone lit up again. I walked over. On the screen was a preview of WhatsApp notifications: James: [Your husband came today, I’m so scared. [Will he hurt our child? [When are you coming to see Noah? He says he misses his Mom.] The shower was silent.

DOMINIC Hawthorne's expression didn’t change but I caught the slight nod anyway. “Understood.” Then he turned and left the office silently while I remained there staring at Valerie’s book resting beside my laptop. My wife wrote bestselling comic romance inspired by me. Same wife cried while giving away everything she earned from it to a brother clearly bleeding her dry. And somehow both those thoughts pissed me off equally. So i just got up and out of my study headed to her's. I had the feeling she would be there. And she was.

Wisdom just smiled and replied with a smiling emoji full of hearts. Wisdom can’t believe that she is Denver Mikhail Giordano’s hired wife for real. Well, she better be used to it because in two weeks’ time, she will be ‘wed’ to Denver and will be permanently sleeping on his bed—as a paid wife and a married woman to a billionaire, or probably both.

the loving husband get the glass on the sink put water, and flush it to her pubic to wash away the urine that caused the pain. After the commotion in the bathroom, he carried back his wife to the bed. The breakfast was served but the little wife did not want to eat now. She looks miserable, she fell asleep but still sobbing. Poor wife, his husband tool might be huge? Although Master Javen's wife was still sobbing even in her sleep, he can not stop himself feeling happy and giggling with the thought of how innocent and babylike his little wife was. He too falls asleep, enjoying embracing his wife.

She hugged Eavon tightly, her eyes sizing me up with an unnerving intensity. "Eavon! It's so good to see you!" she gushed. "And who is this?" She turned her attention to me, her smile tight. Eavon wrapped his arm around my waist, pulling me closer. "This is my wife, Shay." I stood tall, refusing to return her saccharine smile. The woman's eyes widened in surprise. "Your wife? I didn't even know you were seeing someone!" She gave me a forced, brittle smile. "Congratulations! I'm Athena."

She said proudly. "But I want to call him my husband because I love him! I want to call him my husband because he loves me! I want to be married to him, because what we have is real, not because I want to hold on to a title... He told me to leave! He kicked me out of my house, our house, a place we were supposed to have our family. Now he has in there another woman. He is going to raise his family with her!" I said shaking my head because what she said just didn't make sense to me right now.

he assured. Maryna placed a hand on her chest, trying to calm down, then exhaled deeply. “You pest! Why so much suspense? Just tell me, I almost had a heart attack.” She cursed, massaging her chest as if she were about to have a cardiac arrest. I ended up laughing at her reaction, and Jayden started to speak as if ripping off a band-aid. “She’s Daon’s wife.” Jayden said simply, and at no point did she seem shocked, she just shrugged dismissively.

"You have to help me. I don't want to lose the baby." She barked out a laugh. "If I had a dime for every time I've had that stupid story, I'd be rich. You want help? Let me see some cash, or better still, go and complain to the one that got you pregnant." "Please-" She climbed back into her seat and hid her face behind her magazine. “I’m the Alpha’s wife!” I choked out desperately. “I’m Alpha Nathaniel’s wife. Please help me.” She lowered her magazine and eyed me from head to toe. “Really?” She asked, slightly amused. “And why is Alpha Nathaniel’s wife crying here without money? Isn’t your husband supposed to be wealthy, you fraud?!”