The Wife Who Wallked Away Mga Nobela at Kwento

I have a wife, but why I seem to be so lonely now? Jack's face was cold, and he slammed the wall next to him. In the blink of an eye, there was a crack in the wall. The next second, Jack bowed his head and quickly typed a sentence to send to Naomi before leaving. After a while, Queenie walked to the coin on the ground, raised her foot, and stepped on it hard. ‘Happy marriage? You're only fit to go to hell!’ "Miss Miles, I have told them what you said. Now it’s time for you to pay me the last payment."

She eyed her husband "After spending 30 good years together, you don't trust me??" He asked looking at his wife "Then who is she?" Mrs Walker retorted, eyeing her husband "I know what I did wasn't right but the situation called for that kind of solution. It would be too late to rectify all this after she's married so I've summoned up the courage to tell you" He started moving his eyeballs from his wife to his daughter "Stop going around in circles and hit the nail on the head." Mrs Walker was beginning to get impatient

> "I'm the cold, detached wife. I'm the emotionally unavailable physician who spent more time in the trauma bays than in her own home. I was entirely too focused on my own career advancement to notice a lonely, neglected husband." Thelma looked utterly crushed. The absolute silence that followed was all the confirmation I required. I nodded slowly, the pieces of the puzzle locking into perfect alignment. The script practically wrote itself. The highly successful, unyielding female doctor; the busy, neglectful mother; the tragic, cast-aside husband who simply fell into the arms of a warm, supportive young woman. You could almost hear the whispers spreading through the manicured lawns of River

Each one whispered “you lost, you lost, you lost.” I kept my face blank. I kept my eyes dry. Tears would come later. When I was alone. When I needed them to survive whatever she planned next. For now, I just walked. Dragging the pieces of myself out of the office where my ex-wife had just declared herself the architect of my future.

She glanced around at the angry beastmen and said, "Everything started because of Jasper. You can go ahead and punish him as you wish. But my husband is the mighty Kael Vaxenroth of the Dragon clan! You'd better think twice before you lay a finger on me!" At that, the beastmen who had been eyeing her menacingly suddenly turned to look at me. I didn't even spare Priscilla a glance. I said coldly, "I don't have feelings for her anymore. Do whatever you wish to her." Priscilla retorted loudly, "You love me! You love me so much that you spent forever looking for treasures for me and even nearly died a few times too! How could you just say that you don't have feelings for me anymore?

my mother's voice was ice. "Sofia, are you insane?" Dante didn't lower his weapon. "Isabella is my wife!" "Ex-wife," my mother corrected him. "The moment she was declared dead, your marriage was over." "That was a stunt she pulled!" "Yes, and I arranged it," she admitted. "Because I wouldn't stand by and watch you destroy my daughter." "I never wanted to destroy her!" "Didn't you?" Mom advanced on him. "Leaving her to face a hit alone? Humiliating her in her own home? You call that love?"

Lia is my wife, and your attempts to sow discord won't work! Suddenly, he thought of Amelia walking away. A sense of confusion and emptiness swept over him. He wasn't sure why, but a feeling crept in that he might have said something wrong just now.

, she stopped him. "What will people say about you Karan? Don't you think you should be with your wife and not her sister? Come on go fast or else your wife will think you are again behind me", she said and walked out. Karan was fuming in rage but drank his anger realising she was right. He needs to be with his wife but he was here talking with his ex. Turning his heels he walked into the room and saw his wife coming into the living room with Ira and Farha behind her.