Unloved Wife Novels & Stories

Especially since I understand she despised her husband. “You may ask your questions out here, I hear you enjoy throttling Luna’s, and hiding women against their will,” she snaps back. Elle. The clever, twisted snake. Instead of letting my growl escape, I warn my wolf to settle down. I want to see the lies. “Well. It’s sad to realise you’re no brighter than your idiot husband. Do you make sure the families of the men you needlessly sacrifice get a chunk of that Kallio bribe money?” Raising my voice higher, loud enough for Jacintha’s witnesses to eavesdrop.

He’s a lost cause At some point, Bella actually thought the man was gay or at least questioning his sexuality in different ways but he was none of those then why has he refused to make love to his own wife even after their wedding. Their wedding night was supposed to be the perfect night for them to have the sheets around them, enjoying the warmth of each other but that night, her husband left her to sleep in another room. During their honeymoon, the man was preoccupied with work or purposely ignored Bella, so she cried herself to sleep that night.

And Lucas, the man who once wished to be free of his wife, now carried the quiet, aching burden of a love too late. A love undeserved. A love that was lost… ... long before he ever called her his. Lara was once the unwanted wife—but in the end, it was Lucas who became the man most unwanted by the only heart that ever wanted him. END.

"You're nothing. A fraud. A fake wife to a man who only married you by accident." "At least I'm capable of love," Luna shot back. "At least I'm not a parasite who feeds on other people's pain." Damien's eyes glittered with malice. "Love? Is that what you call it? Honey, your husband doesn't love you. He pities you. You're his charity case, his way of feeling good about himself." "You're lying." "Am I? Then why isn't he here?" Damien gestured around the empty warehouse. "It's been hours, Luna. If he really loved you, wouldn't he have moved heaven and earth to find you by now?"

"So, to sum it up: the original wife married him to fulfill an elder's dying wish, then ran away. He met his true love, hid that license like a coward, lived with her for seven years, and then the ex came crashing back? This… This is more dramatic than any TV show!" #RichardShawPublicApology# #TheUnlovedIsTheRealHomewrecker# #WeOweMariaBrooksAnApology# #HeartbrokenForMariaBrooks# New tags full of shock and sympathy surged to the top of every platform's trending list, crushing the dirty, malicious smear tags underfoot. One comment, posted less than half an hour earlier and already received past a million likes, was pushed to the very top.

“Because the chairman threatened to remove him as heir to the company.” The words landed heavily between us. I stared down at my hands. “So my marriage was basically a business ultimatum.” “It wasn’t like that.” I looked up, “Wasn’t it?” Mira couldn’t answer. A strange sadness settled inside me. Not because of Karl but because of the woman I used to be. The woman who apparently married a man who never wanted her. “What happened after the wedding?” “At first you were happy.” I frowned, “Happy?” “You thought if you worked hard enough, he’d eventually love you.”

, he said "Carefully " Sarah took a step closer, "Michael, she's your wife not just a signature on a contract. You can't keep her in the dark forever. Every day you wait makes it worse,", Her words hit him like a shock"she's not ready,"he murmured. Almost a whisper"she doesn't need to know everything. Not yet ". Sarah shook her head. Not ready? "Michael.... She's already part of this life whether you admit it or not. She's is your wife. The longer you wait the harder it will hit her when she finds out ".

“Always. You’re not alone in this. Remember that, okay? You have people who love you.” Sophia closed the door after Maya left and leaned against it for a long moment. The apartment felt quieter now. Emptier. But also a little lighter. She walked back to the couch and picked up her phone again. Adrian’s statement was still open on the screen. The screen had gone dark, so she tapped it. “I failed my wife. I failed her for five years…” She read it again. Slowly. Carefully. Word by word.

Linda really believed what they said and went on to pull her husband's tube. She broke down crying as she watched George struggle in pain until he died with his eyes wide open. She regretted everything. She had been too greedy. She wanted all her husband and daughters' love for herself and could not stand that Caelum and I were boys. So, she had targeted Caelum and me without holding anything back. In the end, she reaped what she had sown. Meanwhile, Caelum and I had returned to my mentor's side. With her and her three daughters living together in a cramped apartment, her original goal had already been achieved.

“But sorry doesn’t unfuck her. Sorry doesn’t ungamble our savings. Sorry doesn’t give me back the years I wasted on a man who didn’t appreciate me.” I walk toward the bathroom. Stop at the doorway. “I don’t know what we are now,” I tell him. “But I know what I’m not. I’m not your faithful little wife anymore. I’m not the woman who stays home while you do whatever you want.” I look back at him – pathetic, crying, cock still hard in his pants. “I’m the woman who just got fucked by four men and loved it. And if you want to stay married to me, you’re going to have to learn to love it too.”