Yandere Wife Manga Novels & Stories

"I'm not talking about me! Josephine has been going round, making up these rumours about me." "I fail to see how that concerns me." He smirked at me. "I believe you came here for me " "She's your wife now," I stormed up to him, glaring coldly into his eyes. "Talk to her or something. Tell her to take those fucking rumours down." Cian smirked. I should have known that challenging him would only make him want to taunt me even more. "You're my wife, Vanya. Not Josephine" "Don't even fucking go there!"

Very different from Bianca who is tall and slender. "I want you to get pregnant quickly, so that this marriage can end as soon as possible." Instead of being afraid, Yuna nodded and put her feet on tip-toe. She wrapped her arms around the back of her husband's neck. Sucking on both of Gerald's lips. Not wanting to get carried away with Yuna's game, Gerald removed his lips from his wife. He immediately went into the room and lay down on the bed. Immediately, Gerald closed his eyes, which were not sleepy at all.

Her smirk widened, amusement flickering in those dark, merciless eyes. "Wow! How dare you, wench? It has gotten to this extent that you lay your filthy hands on him? What? Jade! " She screams with disappointment in her face; no one needs to tell me this was Jade Laurent's wife or fiancée, an angry woman who had every right to be angry at a random naked woman in her matrimonial home, only that it wasn't my fault, but their son and Jade Laurent, this family is fucking dangerous. Jade Laurent just looked so inscrutable and unimpressed, like he wanted to get this mess over with.

My roommate, John Swift, asked in shock, “Pete, are you throwing that away? I thought you cherished that photo a lot.” I shook my head and cut Bella out of the family portrait. I tore it into pieces. John seemed to understand. “Pete, is your wife alive?” I pulled out my phone. Someone had sent me a text two weeks ago. [Bella’s still alive.] There was a photo attached to the message. It was a selfie of Bella and Carlson. Two weeks ago, I found out that my wife, who had supposedly been dead for five years, was still alive. When I first found out the news, I could not even sleep.

"How could she hit you so hard? And you just stood there and watched, Jesse. Have you forgotten Sinead is your wife?" I was already a little upset. "She has already married someone else with your approval. Have you forgotten that?" Sinead's mother choked on her words and fell silent. After a while, she spoke again. "But that wasn't real. It was only an act. You're the only one taking it seriously." I rolled my eyes. They had all treated those solemn wedding vows as an act, but I couldn't. In fact, I found it filthy. Besides, it had been five years, and they had never told me about Zachary.

Everyone knew Amber Sherry was hopelessly in love with me. She would even risk her life for me. I got into a severe car accident to save her. My health never fully recovered. Because I had a rare blood type, she was terrified that something else might happen to me. She found someone with the same blood type and kept him on standby. He would donate blood to me whenever I needed it. I was also hopelessly in love with her. After she gave birth to Aria, I did not care what people thought. We gave her Amber’s last name—Aria Sherry. I did not want her to go through another pregnancy, so I got a vasectomy. Every socialite in our circle was jealous of what we had. On the day of Aria’s baby de

Amythest regained her balance and walked over to the window. "How come you didn't tell me about your husband?" In hushed tones, I inquired. She scowled and drew her brows together, as if she didn't understand why I was interested in his husband. She moved away from me and said, "Umm.... he works as a body bulder." I turned around to face her and showed her my biceps once more. Despite the fact that I am not a bodybuilder, I do have abs and biceps. With a thud, she walked into the washroom, rolling her eyes. She shut the door in my face, as though I was invading her personal space. I slapped my face in humiliation and attempted to inquire about her love life.

“You’re married, right?” She nodded, not wanting to elaborate more details. It was embarrassing enough that her own husband was shutting her down in her face. She doesn't need more rejection or pity from other people. “The same person?” She nodded again. Nikolai's probably that same person, she thought. “It all worked for you in the end, I guess.” She didn't respond this time. She got what she wanted, and she even lives in a freaking mansion. This is even more, but no, it doesn't feel like things are working out.

“Summer! Don’t go thinking that just because Jasper pampers you, you can...” Yadon frowned and gave off a dreary aura. “Hey, hey, just because you have problems with your women doesn’t mean you can drag mine into it.” Jasper frowned and walked in from the corridor. He pulled the unstable Summer into his arms. “Those women are just your lovers, and you’re just toying with them, but this is my wife. Do you understand that?”

"There is no fate between us. Maybe we will meet a few years earlier, and it may be a different ending. But I can't let my wife down." "She is very good and loves me very much. She is very loyal to me." "I don't want it!" Miyamoto Meihe cried and her big tears fell from her eyes. I pitied her. "I don't mind... I just like you. Why don't you help me?" Yang Xiao sighed and said, "But I don't mind handing over my body and mind to my wife. It's not a good thing for you to be so persistent. Instead, it will hurt you."