Wife And Mother Game Novels & Stories

I pursed my lips helplessly and asked, "Do you really want to watch it with me?" "Of course," Luna replied without hesitation. "I want to do everything with you." I said nonchalantly, "The story was about a really loving couple. The woman cheated on her husband, so he divorced her and left her forever. Do you—" I fixed my gaze on Luna when I said that, for I wouldn't want to miss the slightest change in her expression. The color drained from her face when she heard that the man had left his wife forever. She clasped a hand over my mouth and asked, "Why would you watch something like that? It'll mess with your head. Don't worry. I'll never leave you.

I smiled and said gently, “You’ve probably forgotten, but the house and most of our assets were mine from before our marriage. Even with that divorce agreement, none of it’ll go to you. “As for your position as the fire chief? After this mess, you’re not keeping that either.” Willow’s expression turned sour. She shot back in a shrill voice, “No way! I’ve done a lot of good work. They won’t fire me over just one mistake! “On top of that, the person who got hurt is my own mother! As long as she writes a letter to forgive me, I’m sure I’ll walk away just fine from this.” I stared into her eyes. She did not show a shred of guilt after having nearly killed her own mother! She only craved power.

The moment I pushed the door open, I stopped. A family dinner was underway, loud and lively. I ignored the stares and stepped in, eyes burning. "Olivia, did you tell my mom that our marriage is fake?" For a second, I still hoped she would deny it, say it was all a misunderstanding. She didn't. She met my eyes without flinching. "Yes. I thought you could get along with Randall, but you went too far. This is just a consequence." Whatever hope I had left broke apart. I let out a quiet laugh.

Her phone lit up again. I walked over. On the screen was a preview of WhatsApp notifications: James: [Your husband came today, I’m so scared. [Will he hurt our child? [When are you coming to see Noah? He says he misses his Mom.] The shower was silent.

A demon reveling in victory. A game? It felt more like I was the one orchestrating the play, so why should he be the one declared the winner? I wouldn't allow that. "Ms. Exelle Kim," Hans began, briefly bowing before continuing, "I mean, wife. Now that I've witnessed your reaction to those articles and seen you living with your best friend, Samara, in our former house, perhaps I cannot be mistaken in believing that you are indeed my wife, Xiellenna."

Never again. "Oh! so this is how you want to play your game huh? She questioned when she saw me wrap my arms around Helena's neck. "What game mother?" I asked back, keeping as much calmness in my voice as I could. "I knew there was something fishy about this slot, I can see you have my son tied around your little fingers ain't you?" "Mom what are you talking about, this is my house and I won't let you disrespect my wife". No she's not your wife. Alex.

My mother took my wife; my drunk, drug-addicted mother who blamed the Moretti family for killing my sister, took my wife and is doing fuck knows what to her. “WHERE THE FUCK IS MY WIFE?”

Inside, whispers followed them, like a leech. William walked straight to the center of the room, stopping in front of the board directors, shareholders, old business allies. He looked at them all. “Ladies and gentlemen, meet my wife.” There was Gasps,murmurs, whispers and stare.l Kate felt the heat rushing to her face. One of the board members blinked. “Your… wife?” “Yes,” William said steadily. “We’ve kept it private. For personal reasons. But it’s time to change that.” An older woman stepped forward. William’s mother. Her lips were tight. Her eyes are sharp.

“Tell me about your wife.” The light returns to Stephan’s eyes, and he begins to describe the image of a woman with bleached blonde hair and green eyes, with freckles dotting her nose and the lower sides of her face sparingly. Then he goes further to describe her as a woman with good morals and a cheerful nature. He brings out his phone and shows them a picture of her. She is a beautiful woman. - Natalia is alone in the mansion as Noah and Stephan had gone out for a game of tennis and probably some drinks afterwards, knowing him. Noah had told her in private not to come with, as they were going out as men, and she was a woman.

Maria cried out loud her shoulder is shaking and she's tightly gripping my shirt. "Wish you we're my wife too..." We have the right love but at the wrong time.