Una Esposa De Mentiras Novels & Stories

“It has been over between Nada and me for a long time, and you know that.” “It can be fixed.” “It can’t.” “Why?” Jasser rose from his chair and walked toward the window. “Because I don’t want to.” Silence filled the other end of the line for several seconds. Then his mother said, “Think about your son, at least.” Jasser clenched his jaw and said irritably, “I think about him all the time, but that doesn’t mean I’m going back to a marriage that ended.” “So you’re going to let Karim pay the price for the two of you making mistakes?”

The guests erupted into chaos, their mockery landing like knives. "What a pathetic man—'I know you're my wife'? They've been married for years, and he's still making a scene!" "Right? I heard his own wife died in an accident, and now he's calling another man's wife his own. Disgusting." "He's some broke loser. He's lucky they even let him work here as a driver, or he'd have starved by now. And now he thinks he can move up in the world with this cheap trick? Pathetic."

I feel so stupid for believing her words even after she clearly deceived me during her entire time she spent with me . These past few days, all I've ever thought about is if Elena really loved me? What if everything was a lie? I shut off everyone who worked together in deceiving me. It wasn't difficult to do since Adrian practically cut me off since that day at Elena's home. He wouldn't say a word to me and he hasn't even apologized for sleeping with my wife, what am I saying ? Elena wasn't my wife, she was Elara's replica.

Natalia asked, holding her chest in mockery of her former self. “He does not realise that my husband has not done anything wrong! Instead, he is here, acting like a donkey. A very brave donkey, but foolish all the same. If I was not with Noah, maybe I would—” She cut herself off with a long suffering sigh. “Ah, I should not be thinking in such a manner. It would not do to be so greedy when the man of my dreams is already the man I’m married to. Obese people always want more cake and people with anorexia always want to get thinner. Too much of one thing and everyone dies. I am fine the way I am.

“You know where that will get you, right?” “You and your psychotic cousins are going to keep me here forever? Marry me and then fuck me until I can’t walk?” I spit out venomously. Only if I hadn’t let him manipulate me into believing he was my…my what? A strange pain rippled through me as my subconscious scoffed at me. Right. He was never my anything. Nothing. His smile was the darkest. “No, topolìno. Well, yes to the last one. As tempting the thought is–we’ll need to return to Catalonia–and you will join us when we do, as our wife.”

She muttered with a deep sigh. And just then Vivian's message dropped as she checked to confirm the sender, and it turned out to be Vivian indeed. She was curious and anxious to know what the message entails. She opened it and it was a voice note. She signalled for Elena as they both listened to it together. "Miranda is nothing but an imposter and I am your true wife, the baby in my belly belongs to both of us" Miranda listened to the voice of Vivian telling her husband lies.

Viren who just came out of the washroom shocked to see her action , he come out of his shocked and asked her :” Are you mad , what are you doing ? Anisha gets frustrated , she opened her eyes and said :” Remember , don’t interfere in my life . Don’t forget you are not my real husband but a thing which I purchased from your ex wife. Never question me and stays in your limit “. Saying this, she covered herself from the blanket , while Viren was looking at her sleeping form with pain .

You tried to manipulate me with your stories but you forgot what I had told you that nothing will work on me. I accept that I always acted foolish just to save our marriage but I have no reasons to dig the grave of my self respect. Not even your love has that power for which I should compromise with my self respect. I'll snatch everything from you and your so called parents. After that you all will be on roads. Or I should say behind the bars for doing fraud. My Deceitful Husband also deserves to get deceived from the love of his life. He should know the taste of deceit.

She faked her tone, closing up the gap between her and Alaric. Alaric clenched his teeth. His palms formed into fists. Just hearing her voice made him sick to the stomach. The thought that she had gone too far by not just harming her but almost ruining her career. “Baby, talk to me. This woman, whatever she told me, lied.” She said, eyeing Isabella, who scoffed. “That woman is my wife, so you better control your behavior.” Alaric gritted his teeth, and Elena scoffed. “Why did you do it?’ I finally asked after minutes of questioning my worth.

“my wife owes no one an explanation. But if anyone still has doubts, I will advise you to be very careful on which side of the story you choose to believe because when the real truth comes out some of you will owe her an apology” “My wife has been dragged through hell because of lies carefully fed to the media. She has endured betrayal and public shaming, alongside defamation of character. And it all happened without evidence and remorse but she didn't say anything about it”, I added as I looked around the entire ballroom. “I just want you all to know that Isabella didn't cheat, she was framed. And even if she had a past, who here doesn't have one? She is more honest and more loyal, and even