Wives Jealousy Novels & Stories

he said. “Are you trying to get even?” She rolled her eyes. “Why would I try to get even?” He stepped closer. Too close. The kind of close that made her forget this was supposed to be business. His voice dropped, warm and aggravatingly amused. “…Are you jealous, Jasmine?” She stiffened. “How can a contract wife be jealous?” she said coldly. “This is just business right. You said so your self, I would be a fool to fall for you.”

He whispered in her ear, his breath fanning her. "I know you would never hit her, I'm mad because you held her hands so dearly, you were even worried about her." Sharon responded, and release her grip from him. 'Is this jealousy? I never held her hands so dearly' "Are you jealous?" He asked, and she nods. "You never held me like that." Sharon blurt out, knowing it's not true. She was hurt by the whole incident. John grin from ear to ear, his wife is jealous because he held a woman's hand.

She settled the luggage behind her back and stared right on her face, "There's a difference between 'wife' and 'soon-to-be wife', don't you think so?" "You... What do you want to say?" Celeste smiled innocently as she snuck a gaze around. "Nothing much. It's just... Are you sure he will marry you in the end?" The woman gritted her teeth, an enraged ball kicking within her and she angrily spat out, "You are cursing me? You are jealous of me, that's why you are..." Upon hearing her talk so confidently, a soulful laughter escaped her mouth. "I'm not you, why would I be jealous?"

Jane's knees trembled as if she didn't understand what she was feeling. There was a mixture of jealousy and anger or as if she expected what she saw. She saw in her own eyes that the kiss between the two lovers seemed very passionate to look at. "J-Jester," said the wife. She took a deep breath, as if holding back her tears in front of her husband and the other woman. The man just stared at his wife while his companion did not react. They would still hold hands even if someone saw them.

She said pointing to her stomach. “Mila could be on to something Eli,” Michael said “Jealousy can be a very strong and powerful emotion that can make you do crazy and hurtful things. I once seen a mother kill her husband of 25 years, because she was jealous that the children liked him more than her.” “Oh Annie right?” Lucifer asked Michael. “Yeah.” “She’s a lovely woman, she’s head chef at my mansion, you should stop by sometimes.” Lucifer offered. “Yeah Right,” Michael laughed “I highly doubt she would want to see me after I kicked her to hell.”

"Jealousy is a potent indicator of a woman's true feelings." "Jealousy?" I asked, perplexed. "You want me to make her jealous? How?" Vigo explained his plan, and the memory of that conversation resurfaced within me. I absentmindedly touched the marks on my neck, a mischievous smirk tugging at my lips. My warriors couldn't hide their amusement as they watched me search for greenfield snails along the riverbank. These snails were known to create fake hickeys, a perfect tool to incite jealousy in a lover. They teased me with their eyes, silently acknowledging the intent behind my actions. However, they respected me enough not to vocalize their amusement. That's one thing I appreciated about my

Alexander had never shown any odd behavior before, so she was convinced that her current feelings of jealousy were just a natural response within herself. "I like seeing you being able to control your emotions," Alexander said, giving a thumbs-up gesture in front of the camera, showing his admiration for his wife. Even though Casandra didn't express her anger, Alexander could see it in her eyes that she held a sense of jealousy. "Why is Mrs. Cesilia there, dear?" Casandra ignored the praise Alexander was giving her.

“Wait…what? You are MY wife! It makes absolutely no sense for you to choose his side!” “Oh please stop repeating that! Marriage doesn't mean you own me like a caged bird!” She screamed, staring at me with her tear-stained eyes. Mentally disturbed, I left the both of them there and went directly into the house steaming with rage. I went into the bathroom and tried to clean my wounds, groaning with every touch. And Ariana’s words are definitely an insult to my injuries. Soon they both came into the house. I saw her helping the jerk in and even cleaning his wounds. As I glanced down at my own clumsily bandaged hands, I admitted to myself that I was insanely jealous.

with that, she was gone. It took a minute for Blaze to realize what had just happened. "Did she just abandon me, her husband, for that dude?" he muttered under his breath. Blaze felt like he was at a complete loss. After all, that was what jealousy felt like. ###

"So, what you've been indifferent to me these days is that you're jealous , aren't you?" Aaron's mood is much better. The little woman still cares about him. She is jealous of Yvette Hill. " If I had eaten every one of them, I would have been killed by myself." "Be jealous if you are jealous. If you hide something, I won't laugh at you. Besides, it's not normal for women to like you because you and I are so excellent." Aaron 's mouth picked up a smug smile, turned his head to one side, haughtily held his chin to Ada Wood,