The Yellow Wife Summary Novels & Stories

“On July 6, I went out to the city to trade some sunflower-related products. Products made from sunflowers are purchased at high prices and are completely environmentally friendly; My wife doesn't go out often because of poor health, she just hangs around the house and takes care of the sunflower garden. On July 9th, I returned to the farm late at night but couldn't see her anywhere, so I thought she was out on business. Until the next morning, when I went down to the barn and heard the smell of stench rising from the scarecrow, I was going to take it to the laundry, but unexpectedly, as I pulled the scarecrow's head off the stake, I saw my wife. I was so scared…” The husband recounted in te

Her husband looked increasingly angry to see that the password was not false and Eve was able to get into her accout’s application. “You are indeed a fraud. I should have trusted Shirley, who has been my friend for a long time, more than a cheap woman from the outskirts of the market like you," “Dude, please believe me!” Eve seemed to beg by falling down and hugging one of her husband's legs. “I will divorce you immediately. I've already met a lot of women like you out there, A Gold Digger!” said Eve's husband as he forcibly pulled his cell phone which was in Eve's hand, then left the crying woman who seemed to be sitting limp on the floor.

Perhaps hearing our argument, the neighbors came out of their units. "Mason, what's going on? Who is this woman?" "Yeah! Do you need any help?" I looked at Mindy again and warned coldly, "I'm saying this one last time: let me go." Mindy said to my neighbors, "I'm his wife! This has nothing to do with you." "Wife? She’s claiming to be Mason's wife." I turned to look at Mindy's face. "You made me do this." After saying that, I told the neighbors who had rushed over, "This woman was indeed my wife. After we got married, she kept thinking about her male assistant and even kicked me out of our home so he could move in. What a good wife she was!"

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.

“Until I stopped letting him steal my money? Until I stopped being convenient?” “You were nothing!” Spittle flew from her mouth. “A pathetic little orphan playing dress-up in a life you didn’t deserve. Adrian was mine! He’s always been mine!” She seemed borderline crazy,as if she were on the verge of losing it. Just how obsessed were they with having control over my life?. A crowd was forming. I recognized people from Vale Company. From other buildings. All watching. Recording. Good. Let them see. “ he was yours?” I said quietly, “Why did he propose to me?”

Angela Romero-Fernan is an ideal wife. A perfect Type-A wife to be exact. A loving wife to her husband Sebastian Fernan. A caring mother to their only son Thomas Romero Fernan. Angela also fulfills the duty of a CEO on their own family business. You see, she is the perfect ideal wife any man could wish for. But her husband Sebastian saw all those things from a different perspective. And indeed up cheating on her perfect wife Angela. And now shady things happened that their perfect marriage is at risk.

If Julian and his family hadn't turned it into this, this performance, this transaction, she probably would have agreed on her own. "I don't have the time. You clearly have the money. Hire a private nurse." She turned and walked away. Behind her, Diane's voice rang down the corridor, indignant. "Does that woman ever listen to a single word said to her? This family must be cursed eight lifetimes over to end up with a wife this heartless!" Eleanor didn't turn around, just walked faster, unaware Julian had started after her. He was a few strides from catching up when he stopped short.

Toying with a dagger out of nowhere, Lynne said offhandedly, “Ray, she’s a cheater. Sheh did you dirty. Should I carve her for you? Krystal’s knees buckled, and she knelt before me. “Ray, we’ve been married for seven years. Think of what we once meant to each other…” I kicked her down. “Don’t talk to me about feelings. Seven years of marriage, yet you stood by as your father struck me, and your lover humiliated me.” She hung her head low in shame. “Ray, I made a mistake. I wanted a child so badly that I believed his lies. It won’t happen again… “Ray, the family legacy rests on my shoulders. I needed an heir. Surely, you can see where I’m coming from.”

This woman beside me made me shudder. After arriving at the location, I had to go through several alleys to the shooting range. Several friends greeted us and no one reprimanded my wife even just asking. Maybe they were reluctant because Luna showed her cold attitude. Or they feel uncomfortable because my wife looks like a bat's wings because she wears a wide black cloth. My wife is completely different from my girlfriend.

“You’re crossing a line.” Nathaniel held my gaze. For a moment neither of us spoke. Then I said, deliberately, “Don’t say my wife’s name.” I warned. The word wife came out automatically, as if she was still mine. As if we weren’t in the middle of a very messy, very public divorce. Nathaniel noticed, and somehow that seemed to irritate him even more. “Your wife,” he repeated, “was treated like an inconvenience in her own home.” “That is not your problem.”