Wife Vs Mistress นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Her world crumbled right before her eyes. She immediately imagined herself pulling that woman’s hair and strangling her neck. She wanted to confront her and ask her why she would do that to her husband. Ask her where did she find the audacity to steal a married man. She wanted to scream at the top of her lungs and cry like no one was around. In reality, her self-worth was gone even when she remained composed. She wanted to put all the blame on the woman when her husband seemed to equally enjoy the ass that was on his lap. She could not even bring herself to defend Jack. He willingly kissed and did even more with another woman.

Wendy’s grandmother said. Natalia let the woman in, only because wasting time to argue would make her lose time and Delilah had to be with someone quickly. She also knew that the woman would not go if she was asked to. That was now stubborn she was. “I am sorry. I knew about my grand daughter and your husband— I mean, ex-husband—” Natalia shook her head and gave a small smile. “Late ex-husband.” The older woman’s eyes widened. “What? How? What happened to him?”

That word from him seemed to drop like a bomb and sent the room into chaos. Briannna charged forward, grabbed his arm, and questioned him. "And you claim that she isn't your side chick, Spencer? Will you continue denying now that things have come to this?" Her eyes were reddened, and she looked as though she was trying her best to put on a strong front despite having been wronged. "Between me and her, there can only be one. You must make your choice today!" Her friends backed her up, saying, "That's right! You might be the CEO of a large corporation, but that doesn't mean that you can have a mistress!"

We held a grand wedding that was widely reported in the news. “I finally managed to catch up to you.” We kissed on the tallest building and welcomed our new married life. After that, I spent most of my time on my research. After my research passed the first round of clinical trials, I was stoked to share the good news with her. But then, I saw her sleeping with her assistant.

Just enough. Elena pushed the contract towards him. “My mother first.” “Tonight,” he said. “And I’m not your toy.” His gaze lifted to hers. Dark. Steady. Close enough now that she could see a faint scar cutting through one eyebrow. “No,” he said. “You’re my wife.” The word hit harder than it should have. Wife. Her pulse stumbled. Adrian held out his hand, then paused. “May I?” The question was quiet. Almost private.

Thomas pulls some papers out of the folder, “I have the contract here. As you can see, Maxwell signed his. The contract explains that in the case of abuse or infidelity that you are allowed to file without penalties. In two years, if you have no feelings for my son, you are welcome to divorce him without penalties and I will continue to fund your father’s care. If you divorce him before the two-year mark, then you pay back everything that was invested plus penalty fees. You won’t be entitled to any assets until five years of marriage. If he files for divorce before the two years, then you are not liable.” My mind is racing with different thoughts. I pick up the contract and begin to scan thr

My presence at the sip-and-see event sucked the life out of the party. My indifferent gaze fell on Krystal Markham. “Krystal, care to explain about today?” Krystal and I were a success story, the high school sweethearts who made it all the way to the altar. However, over the last two years, I felt her slipping further and further away. I brushed it off as the spark simply fading over time. Never in a million years did I expect her to cheat on me and have children with another man through surrogacy

Krish looked down at her and then up feeling helpless and angry both. People standing there noticed how she held his wrist and stopped him and they gasped. While some commented how Dia has control over him. And some said maybe she has an affair with him and that's why she is here leaving her own husband overseas for Krish. Hearing this Dia's eyes flung opened and she looked at them with a amused look. While Krish fumed hearing people commenting on her character and growled at them making them shiver. "Don't dare to cross your limits.. Miss. Leena. I know you are too unsatisfied with your life as your husband left you for someone else. But not everyone is like your husband or your husband's n

She was the kind of person who cried when being shouted at, which imperceptibly made her look weak. Seeing that Peace wasn't speaking, Briana yelled loudly in front of all of her colleagues. "My fiancé and I have known each other for many years and we were about to get married. Unexpectedly, while my fiancé was on a mission in the frontlines, this mistress tried to get close to him and did everything she could to sleep with him. Then, she got pregnant with his child and used it as an excuse to force him to marry her! If you're not considered a mistress, what kind of person would be considered a mistress?!"

If he could make me forget the father of my child, I could make him doubt the fidelity of his mistress. I spent the afternoon playing the role of the “reformed” wife. I didn’t hide in my room. I moved through the house with a quiet, submissive purpose, always lingering just long enough to drop a drop of venom. I made sure to leave a tab open on his private tablet—an article about “paternity fraud among corporate socialites”—and then quickly closed it with a flustered apology when he walked in. “I’m sorry, Daniel,” I said, my eyes wide and shimmering with fake tears. “I’m just… I’m so worried about the family legacy. I want everything to be perfect for the gala. I don’t want anyone to laugh a