Unloved Wife Novels & Stories

He had seen all of it. And he had stored it the way people store things they take for granted. In a place they do not visit because they assume it will always be there. Then he had walked away. And now a stranger at a business lunch was talking about his wife like she was someone worth watching. And Jordan Park was stopping casting days for her. And she was walking down Greystone Avenue looking like a woman who had somewhere to be and every intention of getting there. He stared at the ceiling. The candles were out. The music was off. The perfect evening was over and what was left was just the dark and the city outside and the particular company of a man lying next to the woman he chose while

“I came here tonight because I thought I could talk to her. Apologize. Try to make things right. Instead, I walk in and see you destroying her in front of everyone.” Violet stepped closer, reaching for my arm. “Jason, listen to me. She’s the problem. She always has been. If she’s out of the picture, we can finally…” I jerked my arm away. “Stop.” My voice rose for the first time. “Stop talking about her like she’s the enemy. She was my wife. I treated her like shit. I ignored her. I compared her to Isabelle every single day. That was on me. Not her. And instead of letting her heal, you decided to tear her down even more.”

“And you left me believing I had never given birth?” Adrian lowered his head. “Yes.” I covered my mouth. For eleven months, I had lived without knowing that somewhere in the world my baby was growing up without me. I had celebrated birthdays, attended dinners, and tried to save a marriage that had already taken away the most important part of my life. “Get out,” I whispered. “Elena—” “Get out of this room.” He stood still for a moment before walking toward the door. Then he turned back. “I will find Daniel. Even if I have to expose everyone in my family.”

"I did not marry you for your money. I married you for love!" "Bullsh*t! Love does not exist and if you think I will love you then give it up. I am Max Easton. I'm cold, ruthless, and I will never love you." "I'll still love you despite your flaws. I don't care what kind of a person you are because I accept them. We are not perfect, Max. We both have some sort of demons in our life and love will persevere." "I'm not listening to this 'love' stupidity that you believe in. Do whatever you want then. Take note that I won't love you, Amber. Our marriage is just for convenience. My father saved your family from debt and you are the payment. Keep that in mind."

It hurted, when my husband treated me like a bit*h. It's not his mistake that I got hurt.. It's my own mistake.. It's my mistake that I fall in love with him even after knowing he don't love me back.. It's my mistake that I married him forcefully even after knowing he won't accept me as his wife.. It's my mistake that I let him to touch me even after knowing he is only using me for his lust.. It's my mistake that I believed that my love will change him even after knowing how much he hate me..

'Oh Mr Ace thank God you are here, I was just trying to be nice to the miss over here but she just slapped me saying I -' 'That's not true, this slut is the one who was insulting me, saying that she was yours and that I was your little one night stand listen here you little maid I am his WIFE get it HIS!' I could feel myself shaking with anger, when I got a good look at her I saw her face becoming pale yeah thats right bitch his mine. Only what Ace did next left me in shock. 'Please excuse us Jaimee I need to have a chat with my wife.' he says while holding on to her consoling her instead of consoling me his wife.

Loveth's father, Mr Abubakar, had just commenced his Taxi business, but her mom didn't like their state and wanted to do something about it. Family members had strongly disagreed with the idea, even their religious authority. But Mr Abubakar was a kind and gentle man, who must have been considered foolish for trusting his wife. Years went by and Loveth's mom never came home. Two years ago, they found out she had got a job as a P. A to a CEO of a big company and had even married the man. The shame was unbearable, but it couldn't compare to the hurt that had dealt a big blow to the family.

She tried to fight back her tears and bravely looked at him. Frustrated and heartbroken, she finally spoke up, "Alaric, why do you hate me so much? What have I done to deserve this treatment?" Alaric looked at her coldly, "You know why. I never loved you, and I never will. This marriage was forced upon me, and I will never forgive you for taking away my freedom." "Please, Alaric. I know you don't care for me, but I'm still your wife. Please, show this small decency and come with me to the hospital." Her voice sounded as if she could cry in any second

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.

He failed her. He allowed his wife manipulate him. When his baby girl needed him the most, he turned his back on her. He did nothing but rather watched his wife sold her out. If only he could turned back the hands of time. The door opened on its own and nothing could blind his eyes from the awful visual he was exposed to. His wife and her lover were both stark naked and had their backs to him. His precious wife Sierra was on all fours, hands clutching the bedsheet, whilst her lover was situated behind her, panting like a hungry dog as he thrusted into her.