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"Wrenn, quit playing games. We've been married for seven years. Are you really still doing this hard-to-get routine? It's pathetic." Before he could say another word, his phone buzzed with a message from Alicia. He glanced at the screen, then looked back at me. "I've got something to deal with. This is your last warning. You have three days to come home, or I'm really going to be mad." He turned and stormed off. Seeing Danny, always so calm and polished, get this worked up made me frown. But I didn't care. Yeah, I'd been a housewife. That didn't mean I owed him.

I know because I watched the clock. Twelve minutes in which the woman my husband said he loved lay alone in the marriage bed while he was down the hall, and the woman he was actually giving his life to laughed low and soft through a wall, and the blind wife who wasn't blind lay very still and turned all of it into cold storage.

Being Mrs. Schrett was supposed to be Shirley's happily ever after. Instead, it became the place where she buried every dream she ever had. When she discovers her husband's years-long affair, Shirley refuses to let her daughters grow up in a home built on deceit. She eventually walks away with nothing but her children and the forgotten talent she once sacrificed for love. Five years later, she returns as the woman behind one of the country's fastest growing luxury jewelry brands. Damien Schrett doesn't recognize the quiet wife he once knew in the confident businesswoman standing before him. He only knows he can't stop thinking about her. Now that fate has brought them toget

"That's enough, leave her alone. After all, she's only like this because she lost her husband..." Those words instantly calmed William down. He gave me a complicated look before rushing out the door with Emily in his arms. Our family arrived at the hospital, with William anxiously waiting in the emergency room. Once, when I had a high fever, this appearance-conscious man did not even bother to put on his shoes when he carried me to the hospital. His feet were even bloodied. Now, I was abandoned in a corner, ignored by everyone. The doctor came out and happily shook William's hand, saying, "Congratulations, sir! Your wife is pregnant!"

I cut him off harshly, ignoring the warning glare he sent my way. “I forgot—” “Don’t bother.” I interrupted him again, turning my back. I made my way out of his office. I heard his footsteps behind me, and my legs picked up the pace. Walking out of the room, Dmitri, Geal, and the three men all stilled, turning to glance at me. The naked women were unbothered. They were all over the space, touching and pleasing themselves. This is what my husband comes to watch every day while I do absolutely nothing at home.

However, all I heard from the other end of the phone was a sneer, "Can't you get through a day without a woman by your side, Hayden? I blocked your number because I didn't want to be annoyed by you, but you just refuse to give up. You just had to harass me with another person's phone and even make up such a ridiculous lie to trick me! "Simon isn't doing well, and I need to take care of him. Stop disturbing us, or I won't let you get away with this!" She sounded angry, as if she were talking to an enemy and not her husband. I tried my best to compose myself before trying to explain the situation to her.

But soon she will have a new relation in her life with nuptial chain on her neck and vermillion on her forehead making her turn into a married woman and be called as 'Wife' his wife. Her trance and bubbles of thought broke when she heard a hustle bustle sound from outside. She stepped out of her room closing the door slowly as Farha hates her sleep getting disturbed. She looked around she saw her mother, father, uncle, aunt, cousin brother's running here and there seeing the decoration. A smile crept on her face and soon it turned into a sad teary smile as she realized this is the first and last day after so many years seeing them together.

> "I'm the cold, detached wife. I'm the emotionally unavailable physician who spent more time in the trauma bays than in her own home. I was entirely too focused on my own career advancement to notice a lonely, neglected husband." Thelma looked utterly crushed. The absolute silence that followed was all the confirmation I required. I nodded slowly, the pieces of the puzzle locking into perfect alignment. The script practically wrote itself. The highly successful, unyielding female doctor; the busy, neglectful mother; the tragic, cast-aside husband who simply fell into the arms of a warm, supportive young woman. You could almost hear the whispers spreading through the manicured lawns of River

"Jerome, you can't be this cold. Talia's your wife! You're really sending her to prison yourself? Without her, these kids won't have a mother!" It made my stomach turn. Now he just said it out loud—she's my wife. No shame. I almost wanted to slap myself for bringing him into her life. "You good? Talia's your wife. Your kids' mom. What's she got to do with me? You wanted what wasn't yours. You stabbed me in the back. Now you pay." As they dragged Talia off, she twisted back and spat, "I put up with being your wife for seven years—that's more than you deserved. You think you're some prize?

Let her walk out feeling like she won something. Now that same sentence sat differently. Not like the final word of a woman who had lost. Like the quiet warning of a woman who already knew what was coming. And had chosen to tell me anyway. Something wasn't adding up. The woman I had been married to had been careful. Reserved. Always slightly apart from the world around her, like she was watching it from a distance she had chosen for herself. I had mistaken that distance for smallness. For a life that did not extend far beyond what I could see.