Ugly Wife Novels & Stories

She got up from where she was sitting and stood in front of me. “You know, when I took a good look at your wife, I realized that she was ugly. It's no wonder why you're so angry. She probably can't do a lot in bed, can she? She looks so old. She might break a hip if she tries. Well, I'm here now. I'll do everything you want.” She didn't know half of what Kaya had been through this past year. She didn't know the half of it. So whatever she looked like right now was all my fault.

The fury only came after Alice decided to dismiss me like one of the servants, kicking me out of her hospital room without so much as a thank you. It was all too much. She was my wife… ex-wife. That phrase felt dirty and I hated that my status with Alice gave me absolutely no control, no say. Was she really going to fight me on the paternity of this child? I am the father – I know it. Alice was too meek, too devoted to me, to cheat during our relationship. However, the little jibes that Adam and Arlington made that morning about the father of her child only enflamed my anger.

Max Ellie lays against me. The sound of her breathing almost matches the waves. The resort brings us room service if we want. Though, we have barely left our bed. I think back to a year ago. I was so angry. Shame consumes me as I think about the beginning of Ellie’s and I’s marriage. Everything I did was to make her leave. My eyes travel over Ellie’s body, as I wonder how I could’ve said all those things about her being ugly and unattractive. She’s naturally beautiful and I tried to ruin her confidence. I even let my friends make comments about her.

Yet, when I poured all my love on Snow, she was busy giving her attention to another man. “Snow, are you really this naive? Yulan isn’t your ‘brother.’ He’s an adult man who’s interested in you. You really can’t tell? “Tell me, in the eight years that we’ve been together, have you ever done something as simple as washing my clothes? What you call a small favor looks very different from my perspective. My wife, in another man’s home, wearing only a camisole, does something so intimate for him that she’s never done for me. How’s that not crossing a line?”

It was then I noticed that idiot making a pass at my so called wife and that damn stupid woman seemed to be enjoying it from where I stood and could see them. There was no way she was going to ruin this for me. Not after I've reached this far and so close to getting what I want. I kindly excused myself before walking to Joel and my wife who went by the name of Sierra. Her tastes were even more pathetic when it came to choosing men. Seriously? My useless brother of all people who couldn't keep his thing erect. I really had a dumb wife. No wonder dad chose her to be my wife.

“You think he loves you? You think men like Kirill ever love women like you? You’re just his project. Hell, I’m sure he saw how desperate you were that day at dinner and on the wedding day. I mean, look at you, You're ugly, you have a horrible body; your track record is one of death….literally.” She scoffed. “I mean, he probably saw the disgrace you really are and decided to pity you. You know, Mom says you should never have been born; that she wished it was just me in her womb that night. And I agree……you’re a stain on the Rodriguez name…and disgrace on all we have worked on. The fact that you dare parade yourself as the wife of a man like Kirill just shows that you are also a gold digger.

God… my body trembles as I remember the sex escapades last night and the way the Nightmoor prince look at me like they can't get enough of me. I laugh—sharp and mocking like a crazy woman. And yeah… I'm crazy. My stupid husband of six years is the reason why I'm about losing my sanity. “Is that what you think?“ My voice is mocking. “That I'm ugly. That no man will want him. Keep deceiving yourself, Varek.“ Varek roll his eyes like he's bored and fuck… something inside me sparked. The desperate urge to prove to him that he must be blind.

"You horrible, disgusting woman! You're a slutty whore who sleeps around with old men! I hope you rot in hell! I can't wait to crush your bones into powder! I'm going to use your ashes to make a toilet! Just you wait! I'II kill you someday! I'm going to kill you! How dare you give all those documents to that b*tch?! Did you think you could use her to get rid of me?! Haha. You got it wrong! That b*tch is so wretched that she came crawling back to me with those documents! That 7% shareholding of yours has gone to waste! It will become mine soon! Haha. You never imagined that, did you?! Your perfect plan was ruined by such a repulsive wench! Serves you right!" When he finished his rant, he pant

“I won’t wear this ugly mask anymore. I want everyone to know I am worthy to have a beautiful she-wolf like you as my wife, Bruna.” “Alpha Kenneth, I’m grateful you substituted your daughter in our marriage. Bruna, my love, is the epitome of beauty, while Regina... oh, she is a wretched sight, so ugly!” “Argh! How dare he call me ugly? That Bruna Bitch is more beautiful than me. Argh!” I snarled in frustration. I slammed my fists onto the floor and stood up, glancing at the mirror, catching a glimpse of my reflection. My eyes had become swollen from the ceaseless tears cascading down my cheeks.

I took the plate of ribs and placed it in front of me. She kicked me under the table, “I heard that the one who likes salty food will always be ugly. Do you mean that you are ugly? And I like salty too. So you are saying that I am ugly. Am I ugly? Am I ugly?” I shook my head. “No, my wife is most beautiful. There is no one more beautiful than my wife in the world. I want you to see you every day and want to hug you to sleep.” She pouted. “That’s more like it here. It’s a bowl of pure chicken soup that has been steamed out of chicken. Drink it.”