The Yellow Wife Summary Novels & Stories

Quinn yelled, and the scene began. "Leave this house, you murderer!" Mrs. Huang shouted, her tone filled with disdain. My lips quivered, my voice trembling. "You can't send me out. I'm Anthony's wife!" I pleaded. "If you dare say that again, I will slap you," Mr. Huang retorted. "But what is my offense if Anthony willed everything to me? It's not my fault," I begged, hoping they'd listen. "Why are we even wasting our time with her? Let's throw her out," Anthony's sister chimed in.

Not a wife or a housewife of the Myer family. "I WAS GIVEN MONEY BECAUSE I AM DERYL'S WIFE!" VERY DIFFERENT FROM THOSE WHO SELL THEIR BODIES TO MY HUSBAND!" My breath quickened, but Cecilia's response was to release her grip from my hand with a look of disgust. "Ah, I understand why you came here. I hope you get well soon. As a woman, I understand how it feels when your husband no longer wants you." Cecilia left after saying that. She strutted away while playing with her phone and calling someone.

Clarissa was stunned at her arrogance. "Wow....that's.... I mean who rolls up to someone's wife like that and tells them that they are going to take their husband" "Stop acting like you're his wife. You're just a side chick!' ... .... ..... Dear readers, please endeavor to drop a comment after every read. Also please click on the love sign at the top of the book details to add my book to your library so that you can continue to get an update.. Thank you so much for reading my book,

"My wife is the one who’s lying in the emergency room with the doctors fighting for her life. She’s in between life and death. Did I ask for a cousin to care about me?" "..." "Go away! Get away! I don't want to see this so-called cousin!" He was unexpectedly so disgusted, causing Yvonne to be frozen in place with embarrassment and dissatisfaction. "What kind of wife is she? She has had sex with other men since a long time ago and even poisoned and murdered your grandfather. It's not a shame for such a woman to die!" Karen said vexedly. "Karen, what are you even saying? How is it not a pity for anyone who would lose their life? How can you slander my daughter like this?!" Eloise and Sean rush

She was floating as she slowly went towards him. “Hello, husband.” His wife called him. Her voice was dry and creepy while she smiles. “What... What are you doing?!” Jackarie steps back when his wife was getting closer. “STAY THERE! YOU BETTER LISTEN TO ME!” He yelled and his wife obeyed. “I see, you still remember me.” Her wife laughed crazily. “Oh, dear! Why are you scared? I am your wife, the mother of our kids.” She laughed loudly. “YOU'RE CRAZY!” He shouted.

He hadn't finished the house, only managing to fence half the plot of land around, leaving a little opening as the entrance, so one could see people passing through the street. Mama-tina knew her husband was enjoying the rich, yellow, curvy woman's money that he had followed, claiming she was too local and troublesome, whereas she was a calm, peaceful, and God-fearing woman. But he claimed he couldn't stand her and abandoned them all when Jude was just a baby.

"And a cool-headed man doesn't run an illegal casino with a friend who is telling him to sell drugs and arms." "So true. There is more to him than the eye meets and I hope I clock who he really is soon enough." "And his wife? What is she like?" I remembered all that I said to her and I sighed. Ah, I must have hurt her so much with my words, but of course, I can't let any woman add to my problems right now. I have enough on my plate and the last thing I want is to let any lady make me sad or think. "The Wife is a work of mystery. She is pretty and has a crazy body.."

an unfamiliar guy walked in. “You are?” I raised a brow at him. “Blake, Mr. Knight's assistant. I'll be driving you to the place Mr. Knight prepared for you….” “Oh, my God Dahlia, you need to see this!” Anita suddenly flipped out, cutting the guy off and shoving her phone into my face. “A Cunning Wife cheats on her husband and aborts their child without his knowledge.” The headlines of the article on her phone read. I shoved the phone away. “That has nothing to do with me, Anita…”

I started to look at the wife, who was way more interesting than the game; she wasn't getting much reading done, shaking her head at her husband's discomfort and smiling at me, a smile I could easily read. She appreciated the predicament I'd put hubby in and was enjoying watching him squirm. Which he did, literally. And soaked his shirt with sweat. And drank more beers, and cursed his team, the idiot coaches, the fat-assed linemen, even the sportscasters and the cheerleaders, who had suddenly turned ugly. WU mounted a long, slow drive that netted nothing but used up eight minutes on the clock. During the drive the wife went into the bathroom. When she came out later she had changed from the

The whole situation was giving me a headache. "Do we really have to do this right now?" I asked, trying to keep my voice calm. "Just because I want to stay in the same room as my wife?" The second the word left my mouth, Cassia completely lost it. "Shut up!" Her voice echoed through the room. She grabbed at her hair in frustration, ruining the perfect appearance she'd maintained all day. "Stop calling her your wife!" she yelled. I frowned. "But she is my wife." Wrong answer because Cassia looked like I had slapped her. Then she rushed forward and grabbed my shirt.