The Wife You Throw Away Novels & Stories

Was his wife here to catch them red-handed? Before she could explain, Will’s wife said snappily, “Does life in the Tremont household and Mark Tremont not live up to your expectations? You’re married. Why are you still involved with someone else’s husband? I’ve always wondered what’s so special about the girl who got away. Now I know that you’re nothing but a dishonorable sl*t!”

"I screwed up ... I just want to get something right." "Right by her? What about me?" she cried. "What about me? What about what I've done for you? What we had together? You're not doing anything right if you're making the person who loves you feel like trash! Trash that you discard as soon as you get caught by your wife!" she wailed.

I was about to leave the room when the headache hit again. He put his hand on his head and gritted his teeth to endure. "You don't have anyone around now." " Do not say like that. I'm your wife. I also have you." "Your wife is so beautiful." "Just now, I just met a bunch of garbage bathed in perfume and deliberately exposed me. But you already chased her away, does your wife think you're good? " "She keeps clinging to you, it's scary. Only the wife is the best. "

It isn't locked. Of course! Her husband was a free spirit who hardly cared about his life. Sleeping in a stranger's house was bad enough. Mrs Contreras opened the door and crept in. Her husband was sadly snoring away. It's 6 for goodness sake. She ruffled her husband badly to get him up as quick as she could. There was no time to waste if Ema ever had a past here, it was foolish to keep staying anywhere that could trigger back her lost memories.

Johan shook his head, very unhappy about getting divorce papers from Caroline. "Johan-" Victoria snapped. "I said no! We can talk about this. You're still my wife, Caroline. Do you think it's over just because of a piece of paper?" Johan grabbed one of Caroline's wrists. "Just sign it, Johan." Victoria stepped forward and snatched the envelope from Caroline's hand. "She finally realized that she doesn't belong in this family." "I'm done. Sign or not, I'm leaving," Caroline said firmly. "I no longer belong to you, Johan."

"Who told you to give an opinion huh! Take that food and eat!" I smiled, "Yesterday you gave me stale food and now you want me to eat rubbish from this former woman." "Hey, you're a trash woman! You don't realize that your husband doesn't want you anymore, but you still act!" This woman said that he did not accept my words as well as my husband.

She ended the call without speaking and stared at the phone for a long moment. Then she threw it against the wall. The device shattered into pieces, plastic and glass scattering across the hardwood floor. "You did this," she said, pointing a trembling finger at me. "You pushed your wife into another man's arms. You destroyed your own family." "I didn't—" "Even if she's no longer your wife," she continued, her voice breaking, "she will always be my granddaughter. Always be Lily's mother. And you've thrown her away like garbage." The accusation hung between us, heavy with truth I didn't want to acknowledge.

In Zen's thought, "women are just a toy and entertainment part, and one man can never be satisfied by one woman. They need many and like dresses, woman should be changed as well. The greed for them is like drugs and the more you have the more addicted you get." As the days pass, Karan gets eager to meet the boss aka me who was just the pawn. I didn't pay attention at all but then one moment came and I had to come. The desire to meet his wife got stronger but I couldn't meet her, so he called me for the party which was the day after. And I had no plans to hung there but again the mention of Dia made me stop

Jenifer had just married a man, but unfortunately, as a wife, she was not considered at all and even what she asked was ignored by the man. Jenifer then decided to stand up and take some dirty clothes that her husband had just taken off. The woman smiled again so wryly that Jenifer had to eat some of the food she had just served alone because her husband didn't eat at all. In fact, it seems that after this Jenifer will no longer cook and she would prefer to do something more useful than having to throw away food just because she was waiting, it turns out that her husband was so stupid that he didn't think of her as a wife.

“You know, I’ve been thinking about you.” “That’s nice.” “It’s not nice, actually. It’s pathetic.” She sipped her coffee, staring at me over the rim. “You really thought you were going to have this amazing life, didn’t you? Marry the rich guy, live in the mansion, play pretend princess.” I said nothing. “But you couldn’t even do that right,” she pushed. “Couldn’t keep your husband interested. Couldn’t give him what he needed. So he threw you away like the trash you are.”