Una Esposa De Mentiras Novels & Stories

“Why are you here in the office when we can talk at home? Honey, please. I can explain and I promise to be better. I made a horrible mistake, but I will still choose you, Hya. You’re the one I love.” “Really?” “Really. We’re married. Married people don’t throw away years of being together because of one foolish mistake. I guess, in our case, it would be two mistakes.” Is he with Jack because of desperation and confusion? The bigger picture is clearer for her now. Everything he said was stupid, if not fake. She let herself get fooled and got deceived by those lies. “I was about to file for a divorce.” Jack was shocked but recovered soon enough. “About to? That means it didn’t happen, right? Y

Leonardo stared at his mother and yet something in him told him that this time maybe his mother was telling him the truth and yet another part of him refused to believe that his wife would utter a word of a lie to him. “This here is the woman you were supposed to marry, the woman in front of you is nothing but an imposter who took over Avena’s place” Without saying much, Leonardo turned his attention to his wife and there was no need for words, because the tears running down her face had said it all. It was true, his mother had not uttered a word of a lie and the real liar was in fact his precious wife. Not knowing what to do next, Leonardo looked deep into the eyes of the only woman that he

Unable to stay mad at his wife but refusing to give her the satisfaction of getting ahead of him again, Tynan pretended to be inconsolable. From above the heavens, the creator of the G-phone's mysterious system smirked and stretched her hand out. "Pay up!" the Goddess of the Red Thread smirked. Love wasn't dead and she could prove it. The other Gods clicked their tongues in discontent but couldn't argue with it. The goddess won the bet fair and square. It didn't matter if they tempted the couple with money, prestige or other desires, Tynan walked away from every single one of them. It didn't matter if they removed Laura's memories, she still found her way back to him. Their love was genuine

"I'll just leave this here. I'll be in my study room if you need me." "I won't ever need you." I told him softly. "Tell me, how was she like for you?" I said, slowly sliding off the bed. He furrowed a brow. "Your ex-wife. Was she a good wife to you? Was she perfect? Did she make you worry? Did she stress you like I'm doing now? And come to think of it," I snorted. "You had a wife before. But not once did you even give up the slightest hint that you were married. You're really good, Mariano. You're so good at fooling and deceiving people. Making them fall in love with you only for them to realize that everything had been a Fake from the very beginning. Hmph, what a gorgeous epitome of disaste

The sun shone bright and clear the next day. In the wee hours of the morning itself, the enthusiasm of San Joto was already aroused by the sensational headline, "The Fourth Son of Daniel Riddle, Violinist Spencer Riddle's Fiancee Deliberated Harmed Others with No Remorse: Severe Injuries Reported While The Injured Is Still in Critical Condition." "No way! How could Spencer have someone like this as his fiancee?" "Who knows?" "Could it be a misunderstanding?" "Who knows for sure what is real and what is not whenever the rich are concerned?"

"Don't tell me you don't realize that you are now a mistress? You spent time, body, energy, and secretly fell in love with him, but he didn't give you a name, status, and even more so. . . " "Yoseph, please don't say that. I am not Archie's mistress. I am his wife." Emma corrected his words. She felt that these two words were really hurtful. Yoseph looked a little excited when he heard her angry eyes. Only then did he calm down. "Yes, I said it wrong. But in fact, you are such a character. Don't you know what people in the upper class say now? They say that Luisa is the real wife of Grafton Family, and you. . . Are always the third person in the upper class."

"Why would I lie? Go to the operating room, and you'll see for yourself! Stop wasting time! If you don't go now, it'll be too late to save her!" As he reached out to grab my arm, I stepped back swiftly, avoiding his touch. My eyes narrowed as I studied him, my tone carrying a note of skepticism. "Are you serious?" "Of course I'm serious! Do you think I'd joke about something like this?" he snapped, his frustration boiling over. My voice turned cold, cutting through his indignation like ice. "If that's the case, then why did you, a friend, hear the news before me, her husband? Were you two together last night?"

Max states. “You abandoned your child! You are as much trash as your wife. Making a toddler cry!” the woman says. I notice other people begin paying attention. Max scoffs, “Did it occur to you that the DNA results were fake? Tomorrow I can release the real results.” “What, you don’t have them now?” she mocks.

"Not your business." Jared's eyes lit up with rage. He grabbed her chin, leaning in way too close. "Lucia." His voice dripped with venom. "Can't survive without a man, huh?" The insult should've burned—but she felt nothing. Cole jumped in, trying to defuse it. "No, it's not like that. Lucia and I—" She shut him down fast. "Yeah." Her smile was ice. "What can I say? My own husband couldn't get the job done. What was I supposed to do—die frustrated?"

All I knew, with a desperate certainty, was that I wanted my husband back. "But how can you say that? You didn't see him. He has another woman, a mistress! He has been having her all these years. They have a child. She is pregnant. They're expecting another baby!" "I understand what you're saying, dear," my mother-in-law said calmly. "I need you to relax. I know it's all-new, and you're still in denial, but that is the reality of things. It is true; Ryan does have another woman, a mistress. They do have a child together. They are expecting another child. But you are forgetting that you're the wife."