The Wife You Throw Away Novels & Stories

I said calmly. Her eyes bug out then nodded. “Yes sure. I’m sorry.” After Jana left, Yelle also said her goodbye. "I'm leaving too, you're being possessive now." She said teasingly. When the two left, my husband turned to me. "What was that wife?" I raised my brow. “What do you mean?” “The thing that you just did.” I smirked. “I thought you want me to get jealous and be possessive of you?” Suddenly he bit his lower lip. It seems like he is keeping himself from smiling. He kissed and hugged me tightly. "That's my girl!" He whispered.

My weird friend would kill her husband from stress. “Finally, you must totally forget about Joseph, as he is not as handsome as Mr. Tight-bum.” I was shocked by her comment. Wasn’t her husband there next to her when she was talking like that? “I will tell your husband you have time to admire another man’s butt.” “He knows I do that from time to time as long as he knows that my hands only touch his bum only. Beside an eye is a thief and a wh……” “Don’t even finish that sentence. Poor husband, I will give him aways to Alfredo.”

“It’s not as if you’ve never hit your wife before, is it Thompson?” My husband just stares at us, slack jawed, for several seconds before he says, “I don’t think that’s any of your business!” “It’s my business!” I remind him, braver now that I have Stringer at my side. “And I am done with all of it, Jeff!” I rip my wedding ring off of my hand and throw it at him, hitting him in the chest. His eyes bulge. “Julia!” Jeff shouts as I back away, ready to leave with Mr. Stringer who I am sure will take me wherever I want to go. “You can’t just leave. This is ridiculous!”

“You’re sobbing over a woman who spent the entire movie avoiding basic communication. You’re going to stress yourself and this baby into an early delivery.” “I can’t help it,” I mumbled between mouthfuls of kiwi and mango. “He made her a scrapbook, Katie. A scrapbook!” She rolled her eyes so hard I was sure they touched the back of her skull, then flicked the channel without hesitation. The screen jumped to a live news broadcast. “…and there he is—Axel Grayson, CEO of AXEVY SEA STUFFY—officially opening their third East Coast distribution center…” And there he was. My husband. My impossibly handsome, infuriatingly poised husband in his suit, smile like a damn movie star, hair slicked back wi

“Letting go of toxic people is your greatest revenge. Let them see how happy you are without them when this is all over. Okay, wife?” I slowly nodded. “I will. Thank you, hubby.” ******* LMCD22

I whispered, forcing myself to speak calmly and not let my emotions get the better of me. “Mrs Gates, are you pulling our legs? Your husband owns the group. Just mention it to him tonight when he's in a good mood. He loves you a lot, how could he bear to say no? As long as their proposal is good, and you chip in a few words, it can definitely be done. He's your husband after all.” One of the women said, winking suggestively. She probably thought that Davis would agree to anything I said after sex. Should I tell her I can't even remember what his naked self looks like?

She unscrew the cap, not bothering to get a cup, and she gulped the water down. It washed her like a soothing balm, and she relished the refreshing taste. She covered the bottle and wanted to keep it back when her eyes caught sight of the offending item. It was the pack of almond milk staring at her; she didn’t know when she grabbed it and threw it away. She didn’t want to see the offending thing that had nearly cost her son’s life and maybe her marriage. She began hunting and throwing away all the almonds and any almond-based food in the bin. Mary had never been one to waste food, but at this moment, it was necessary.

“You are a lucky man to have such fresh meat to enjoy. You know, it is only a matter of time before they grow old and rusty. They tend to lose their beauty the older they grow, it seems to me that your wife has been taking enough care of herself as not to look like some fake doll that you would throw away after a while.” “The fact that you think that addressing my wife as someone that I would put aside amazes me.” I said, looking the man up and down. “She is not the one who needs ME in her life, it is the other way around. Had it not been for her, I don’t know what my life would be.”

It was stupid, I know, but that’s how stupid I was for my husband. “Don’t do this to me, Justin. I am your wife. You should stick with me for better or worse, that’s what our vows are.” I pleaded before Justin, even kneeling on my knees as I cried before him. But Justin refused to speak to me anymore. Instead, he called upon the security personnel to take me away. “Take her out of here, quickly. She’s no longer my wife from this day forward. And she’s no longer allowed to be anywhere near me. Because seeing her only reminds me how foolish I was to even marry someone like her.” Justin said with a tinge of disgust in his every word. Following that, he turned his back on me as the security took

He can’t just throw me away like this. The woman beside Luke giggles, twirling a lock of her hair around her finger. “Hi, sweetie,” she purrs, sending a chill down my spine. “I’m Luke’s new playmate. He said you wouldn’t mind sharing.” I feel like the floor has slipped out from beneath me. Is this some sick joke? I’m his wife. My hands tremble as I clutch the edge of the window for support. “Luke, I’m your wife.” “You were never my wife, Daisy,” he sneers, and the woman standing beside him smirks at my condition. “You were just a worthless piece of trash that I’m throwing away.”