Wife Vs Mistress Novels & Stories

Without a word, my mother, Jane, set her wine glass down with a sharp clink. My father, Robert, sneered and dabbed the corners of his mouth with quiet elegance. “Catherine, that’s an interesting way to put in. Since when does putting on a show mean dragging her husband’s dignity through the mud? Haven’t you seen the entertainment headlines recently? “We haven’t exactly come out of this unscathed, have we? “She even skipped this meal and had dinner with a young actor. Who is she trying to embarrass?” Catherine’s face instantly turned deathly pale.

“You don’t get to ask questions. You don’t get answers. You don’t get me.” The glow fades. But the damage is done. Both of us feel it. Something inside me shifted. Something real. Something dangerous. He rakes a shaky hand through his hair. “You shouldn’t walk away like this,” he says. “Not when things are this complicated.” “Complicated?” I laugh dark, humorless. “You mean because your mistress is pregnant?” His face tightens. “This isn’t fair.” “Oh, no,” I say. “Fair would have been honest. Fair would have been telling me before the world found out. Fair would have been treating me like your wife.”

' 'Seriously me knowing is your biggest problem? 'No, sorry where was I oh, she told me to tell you to live her man alone, I was confused at first cause I knew you only had one man who is your husband. Then she cleared my confusion, that Antony belongs to her and you are the mistress. If you ever come close to him she would take what both of you have. Then the line went dead, what did she mean.' 'Oh my God I have been selfish all this while, not caring of the pain everyone might have passed through.'

With a mistress like Natalia, why would he care about his wife? She remembered the way she used to tiptoe around him when he was angry or unhappy. How she cut down the number of social events they attended because he told her he didn't feel comfortable around her acquaintances. If it wasn't for Tanner insisting she go without him, she would have distanced herself from everyone. All for a lying cheating bastard. Every time she thought of him, she wanted to wring his neck. What he was going through wasn't enough. She was going to watch his every move and ensure he never tried to redeem himself.

"To be honest, Miss Mayland, this is the first time I've ever come across a woman who's so eager to be someone else's mistress." "You just said I'm not with Mister Hart, yet here you are, calling me a mistress," Nikki commented coldly. "Don't you find it a little contradicting?" Vicky looked into Nikki's eyes and said calmly, "From the way I see it, any woman who tries to worm her way into someone else's marriage is a mistress. It doesn't mean you need to actually date my husband to be called a mistress." Nikki's face hardened. However, something occurred to her, and she gradually calmed down and became less agitated.

He demanded, trying hard not to be suspicious since Miranda could still see them on the sofa. "I'm trying to find out if this woman knows anything about..." She turned to Miranda's direction before saying, "Adriana". Mr Contreras was quite sick of his overbearing wife attitude so he let her have it. "Nobody suspects anything honey, Don't make them!" "Whatever you say but we are leaving here early tomorrow." Mr Contreras nodded knowing his wife was right. If Ema and Adriana were the same people which obviously they must be, They better avoid any place that had a connection with her especially if it could trigger her memories.

Another said. “A mistress will always be a mistress.” Aria’s breath started fading as Andrea kept hitting her on the stomach with his shoes. “I stayed… for this?” Aria muttered. Lily kept smiling, her mind was at ease, she felt so happy. Andrea paused for a while and picked up the mic. “Let me make something clear…” he started. There was silence. “This woman… has never been my wife.” He paused, and then continued. “She was nothing but a mistake. A mistress I was forced to tolerate.”

Sofia sighs and nods, saying with weary certainty, “Such a pity, but you’re right of course. Once the children come the mistress won’t be far behind. It’s the way of things. As soon as the heir is secured he'll find his distractions. A fancy apartment downtown, expensive gifts, a younger face to keep him entertained. He’ll keep his whore there to stroke his ego, while his wife is focused on raising his children.” Isabella looks trapped between fury and heartache when she adds, “The wife endures. Maintains the home, loves the children, presents the perfect front to the world. The mistress provides the excitement and blind devotion. One is for status, the other for pleasure. Men like ours neve

And yet, she had a son of this age. Who was the mistress, and who was the faithless one in the marriage?

I just reminded her that Kyla should be her sister-in-law. "If she's not the one I'm mess up, then who isn't, You? Well, it also depends if you want to." "Ashley, you're overdoing it!" "Wow, you know how to argue and get mad at me to defend your woman. Level up brother huh! All right, I like that. Let's test how good you are at defending your mistress," she said then stood up. "I don't care if you became lovers, because Hailey is still your wife. Wife! Not mistress, not a live-in partner. Wife on paper, in the eyes of everyone, in the eyes of God." She covered her mouth and then looked at Kyla.