Wifes Sister の小説・ストーリー

"Get the hell out of our lives!" Charlie fell at the feet of another woman I couldn't see the face. Chad ran to that unidentified woman's side, kissing her and calling her his love. I closed my eyes to prevent me from the scene in front of me. Charlie... Just what kind of house did you marry into? Have you been suffering all these while big sis? Suddenly the woman held my sister by the neck and started to choke her. My sister struggled and spoke against the choking "Help - Me - Marlie!"

I looked her straight in the eyes, “My Mother was your Father’s mistress yet they shared a relationship your Mother could never share with her husband, You may be my sister but I curse you, I curse your marriage with my husband, I curse the day you were born, I curse the earth which you stand on, I curse you to have the same relationship your Father and Mother share till this very day.” “I don’t even need to curse you, your mother’s sin has already started manifesting in your life,” For a moment, Karisa’s voice cracked, but she hid it behind a sneer, “Get out of my room.” Mentally, physically, and emotionally, I was done with Karisa. I wanted to close her chapter: “Just so you know, today is

How he stood up for her made her feel cared for, and she started to wonder if truly, there were some people who treated their wives much more better than her husband did. Natalia used to agree with Noah when he said that women should not talk so much, and not especially when their husband was there to speak for them, as it portrayed terrible manners. She believed him when he said that and started to keep quiet around company when she was with Noah, and often, Noah would use the opportunity to alter some things about her.

"I really don't know anything, I you are having issues I. Your relationship, why do you need to bring me into it? I'm your girlfriend's sister..." "And the only one that knows her really well to let me know if there's something wrong. Jennifer, I'm making a life time commitment to this woman, I'm getting married to her, I don't want something that should be the happiest day of my life be ruined by things that could have been avoided."

“Sir?” “Find out everything you can about my so-called sister.” “Already done, sir. I do a check on everyone claiming to be a part of the family?” that was why he was there, to protect our interest and for interest’s sake. I asked. “Did you do a check on my wife as well?” silence. “Did you?” he cleared his throat. “Your sister is who she claims to be, and the madam did send money to her mother every month, but it seems that money was used by her stepfather. He had a drinking problem and was abusive to her mother. Also, you will never believe who her younger sister is?”

I genuinely felt a sense of relief when my sister finally accepted Celestine as my wife, and I thought that this was something worth celebrating. ‘‘Where is your sister-in-law, then?’’ I asked as I wrapped my arm around her shoulder and led her to the couch. ‘‘Oh… she went to the party to celebrate her friend's birthday...’’ ‘‘A party for her friend's birthday?’’ I formed a frown. I’m only familiar with her one and only friend, and that’s Jenny.

Her feet stopped dead as her eyes locked on her sister, Sara. "What?" Cassie spat, throwing Sara a look that demanded an explanation. Karly looked from one woman to the other, a curious eyebrow lifted. "Karly, this is my sister, Sara, also known as the whore shagging my husband." "Cass!" Sara said, hand on hip. "Don't you think it's time you got over it already?"

A week ago, the news broke that I'd filed a lawsuit against my wife of more than 20 years, Hazel Cooper, the woman who had shared my bed and my life for over half my adulthood. From that moment on, I became the neighborhood's favorite villain. Everyone called me the heartless man who had climbed his way to success and abandoned his wife and child without remorse. In their eyes, Hazel was flawless. She'd married me when I was poor and struggling. She never complained, even when life was hard. She cared for my sickly mother until her final days. She raised our son almost entirely on her own and turned him into a top student, the kind every family boasted about.

Women loved drama and I might just start to like it too. “What a lovely wife you are, sister,” Martina blurted. “You couldn't even make your husband feel relaxed and threw the questions in his face.” “Shut your trap!” Sophia spat. “I wasn't talking to you.” “Sister?” I asked, faking ignorance. Martina turned towards me. “My bad. You must be Mr. Dominic. My sister didn't tell you she had extra family. Well, she doesn't always.” Martina gave me her hand and I stared at it like it was poison.

She went back to the room and just changed her clothes and came out when she saw Amy Waltson coming up. Amy Waltson hurriedly stepped forward and took her arm and said, "third sister in law , I have never asked you any favor before, so please help. The second sister in law said that she will take Eason with him. Third and fourth brothers will not let me take care of it. But how can I leave it alone? If my second sister in law is sick, if I just leave, if something happens, won't my family regret it?" "Amy, the second sister in law is an adult, she knows what she is doing."