Ugly Wife Novels & Stories

"I'll never forget how happy she was when they were getting married. The news was all over the media, right down to the billboards. But after only one year, she was dumped by her husband." "It's her own fault. She should have realized she was ugly. What man could stand looking at that face for years?" her friend added. "I bet he couldn't make love to her even if he turned off the lights in the room." "Do you realize where you are?" someone said from behind. I frowned, recognizing the voice. "Is this how you honor Mr. Richard Smith for the last time?"

he again cut me in middle. "yes... misunderstanding. I had before... that my wife is an angel. But I was so wrong. People change as they grow up I guess. And I was right always... women are just whores... they just can't help it, they have to spread their legs for any man who wants them. See... just look at her in this photo... It is clear it is her who is kissing him... MY FUCKING STEP BROTHER" and with that he threw a vase on the wall.

Victor's voice carried a sharp edge of frustration as he cradled his son, whispering soothing words into the boy's ear. On the floor, kneeling in a hospital gown that seemed to swallow her diminished frame, was a woman whose face told a story of unimaginable pain. Half of her once-beautiful features were destroyed by severe burns, the scarred tissue so extensive that she was barely recognizable as the woman who had once graced magazine covers and red carpets. The look in her husband's eyes cut deeper than any physical wound. In all their years together, Victor had never looked at her with such... revulsion. Such barely concealed disgust.

Abram~ "Papa". My palms are clenched into a tight fist, my nose flaring, heart beating fast. I could feel the heat emetting from my body. My eyes were stuck on the man sitting on wheelchair, his blue eyes staring back at me, as if seeing my soul. I watch my wife kissing on his burnt cheek, as if she is not disgusted. God, he is so ugly and disgusting. I need to take my wife away from him, or he will contaminate my pigeon with his ugliness.

I wanted to believe this wasn’t happening. But then— “Oh... shit*! Oh yeah! Just like that! Just like that! Fuvk!” My hand went to the doorknob. I closed my eyes, whispering a silent prayer that I was just mishearing. That my heart wasn’t about to be torn in two. But the moment I twisted the knob and opened the door— “Shit… I’m about to cum!” The words rang in my ears. And there he was. Felix Wade. My husband. Naked. Kneeling on our matrimonial bed, making love to another woman!

"How could she hit you so hard? And you just stood there and watched, Jesse. Have you forgotten Sinead is your wife?" I was already a little upset. "She has already married someone else with your approval. Have you forgotten that?" Sinead's mother choked on her words and fell silent. After a while, she spoke again. "But that wasn't real. It was only an act. You're the only one taking it seriously." I rolled my eyes. They had all treated those solemn wedding vows as an act, but I couldn't. In fact, I found it filthy. Besides, it had been five years, and they had never told me about Zachary.

One of them was on and on about how his wife was so frustrating and he wanted to just get rid of her. “My wife is so stupid. She doesn’t even realize I have other side chicks.” Another one of them chuckled. “You’re so lucky.” Another man replied to him. “my wife is so crazy and she just found out about my other side chicks. Now she’s out to ruin my life. I feel like a crazy mess.” I was just staring at them with a frown plastered on my face. “What is she? Stupid? Do you have to remain faithful to her? If her ugly ass can’t satisfy you in bed, then you have to fill that gap with other hotter chicks .” he said then chugged down his glass.

Paige obediently walked over to Chris and called his name timidly. The man did not stop her this time. He looked at Chris and asked, “She’s your wife?” Chris raised a brow. “Is there a problem with that?” The man nodded. “Of course there’s a problem.” “Keep it to yourself, then,” Chris said coldly. “No. She’s too ugly.” Paige glared at the man. How rude! How could he call her ugly?! She had been an adorable girl since young. She might not be stunning, but she was an eye candy. No one had ever called her ugly!

In my third year of being a stay-at-home dad, I come across a post online. "I want to divorce my husband, who stays home and takes care of our child full-time. I want custody, but our kid is completely attached to him. What should I do?" One commenter gives advice. "If your husband has been the primary caregiver the whole time, the court will probably award him custody to keep the child's living situation stable. "But since he's a stay-at-home parent, cut off his allowance and put pressure on him. If he won't compromise, take an overseas assignment for a couple of years. Don't contact him. Don't send him money. "Those early childhood caretaking years are the hardest anyway. You'll be av

Hello, My name is Jane, and between my sister and me, I am the ugly one. And no, I am not an insecure bitch who likes to complain about my looks all the time. My sister Liliana is blessed with beautiful genes. She had long flowing blonde hair with bright blue eyes and pink lips that remind you of delicate flower petals.