Novel & Cerita Ugly Wife

Next, she asked Dia for anything with a tight smile showing her professionalism which made her annoyed and fume in anger thinking why everyone was behind her husband only. It’s not like he is the only handsome and charming man in this world with filthy richness. There are many reasons why only my man is everyone’s target. Shameless girl!! “Do your sexy seducing smile only be used for my husband? Then mark my words nicely and carefully that don’t you dare to flatter yourself at his feet or else I’ll kick you out right now with a plane in the air”, she said with gritted teeth flashing a tight smile but her eyes throwed draggers towards her.

The sharp click of her 5-inch heels echoed through the lobby. She stopped in the center of the hall, her expression unreadable as she looked at the still little figure on the floor. "Still putting on a show? Is this what Howard taught you—how to fake sympathy? You really think that if you act pitiful enough, I'll soften up? Keep dreaming." Each word cut through me like a blade, stabbing my soul again and again. I wanted to scream—how could she? How could she believe such cruelty of her own child? My boy was gentle, obedient, innocent… Tears spilled onto his face.

Loud, bitter, and painful. Clap. Clap. Clap. “Oh, so now we’re husband and wife? Now, after I left the house because I was ‘suffocating’ you? Now, after you called me cruel… Now, after I watched my family burn and you had nothing but coldness to give? Now you remember we’re husband and wife?” I stepped back, breathing hard. “Well, dear Killian,” I said slowly, “I’m not coming with you. I’d like to stay here.”

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.

“Work? That’s the lamest excuse I’ve ever heard. Do you hear yourself? Look at you—you’re gorgeous, you’re kind, and you’re literally the perfect wife. Meanwhile, he’s out there being an emotionally constipated jerk. Seriously, what’s so special about him? If I were you, I’d find myself a lover. That would teach him a lesson.” Lara shot her a pointed look. “That’s never going to happen. You know how much I love Lucas.” Ali groaned dramatically. “God, you’re hopeless. You’re so in love with a walking red flag!” Lara stifled a laugh. “You sound more bitter than I do. You don’t even have a boyfriend.” She shrugged. “That’s because men are trash. It’s like they have collectively decided to be te

“N-NO!” “You resist one more time, I’d have to cuff you, love.” My body stiffened as I angrily glared at him. He couldn’t be serious. But the swirls of eyes were more than serious. He’d cuff me rendering me helpless once again. My eyes reflected with intense fury and rage. Wife they call me and yet treat me like a whore. Use me whenever their heart desire. “I am your wife!” I cried angry tears rushing down my eyes. Ralph looked amused shaking his head. “Not a whore!”

Do you think by marrying me you will get limitless money, a luxurious life? "Wife? Like seriously, you are considering your ugly self as my wife? The multimillionaire Sebastian Knight's wife? Then listen you are nothing but a gold digger. How much I wish you had seen your ugly self before considering your worthless self as my wife. Your face isn't worth spat upon, you fucking whore. This marriage is nothing to me. You are nothing to me. You are just a low-class girl. How could you even think that you can be my wife? You won't even fit as my maid. Have you even seen this type of clothes in your entire life?

He can't understand why he felt that kind of emotion when he heard a man admiring his wife. "Damn you Asshole! Stop messing around with my wife." He emphasized every word he said. Red laughed at his response. " Just kidding. Why are you acting like that? All I know is that you loathed her and now you're acting like that? You don't want her to leave then why did you keep on hurting her? You're blind to see how beautiful, caring, and loving Jewel is cause you choose to hate her and you let your anger take over you. I'm sure you'll regret it when

“And if that’s why you’re here, I would appreciate it if you took your words....and your eyes off my wife....and left.” “You can’t do this!” Mrs Bennett snapped. She didn’t look like herself anymore. Gone were the expensive clothes. The jewelry. The polished image. Now she wore worn-out jeans. A tired shirt. Lydia looked no better. “You can’t do this to us,” she insisted. “Whatever happened, Lydia is your sister. She never hurt you.... we are a family.” A pause. “And you can’t blame me for hating Monique,” she added. “She’s the reason my son died.”

My wife is so amazing. (Be careful with your words upstairs! Who is your wife? Our sister is so amazing, sister is beautiful, cool, and pretty.) "Ah..." Olga, realizing what had happened, couldn't accept the reality. She angrily rushed toward Amanda, wanting to go down with her.