Defiled Young Housewife の小説・ストーリー

“I am your wife! You let Katia kick us out of our house, and you did not say a single word! You just stood there and let her humiliate us! She is a monster, and you are just letting her rule over you like a slave.” I stared at her, genuinely baffled by the depth of her denial. It was like watching someone try to argue that the sky was neon green. "Which delusion is this one? Delia, you have never been my wife. You and I had an arrangement, a contract, that you would play the part for the family. I told you from the very first day that I was already married. When you say 'our,' you are confusing me, because there was never a 'me and you.' I never deceived you. I was perfectly transparent from

The gold ring caught the light instantly, the gemstone at its center glinting with blinding brilliance. For a second, everything went still. “There it is,” Elena said, stepping forward and snatching it up. “Proof.” She held it high, like she had just won something, her eyes flicked to me. “What do you have to say now?” Behind her, I noticed some of the maids were standing by the door, whispering. Some of them were smiling, while the otters laughed. I had spent five years in this house, with these people, living for these people, and this was how it ended.

I stated, "You claim you took a shortcut because you wanted to give me a better life. Your shortcut was taking our joint savings to fund a wedding with another man, get pregnant with his child, and use his family to climb the social ladder. "What about after you made it? What were you going to do with me? Do you intend to give me a payout to get rid of me or keep stringing me along as your dirty little secret of an ex-husband? "You ought to stop making yourself sound so full of deep affection and stop treating me like a fool, Queenie. Your version of love is entirely worthless and completely filthy."

“Just like what I said, its only you, Jana and me who knew that your relationship with her did not last for a month. In the people’s understanding especially with your wife’s perception that you and Jana IS IN A LONG AND SERIOUS RELATIONSHIP. If its not because you are bound to marry Mara, you will not breakup with her.” I just kept quiet and let manang to continue what she wants to say. “In your wife’s mind the person you really love is Jana and not her!” “That’s not true! I already told her I love her!” “Yes you did. But in your wife’s mind that you just learn to love her because you don’t have any choice but to love her because you married her.” “But that’s a lie! I love her even before I

Deleting the message now would do nothing. This isn't making any sense. “Don’t be selfish now, Isobelle. Let your kid meet his family. Plus, do you think Nikolai's family can let you board the flight somewhere to continue living your life knowing you are still married to their son? Not to mention, now that they know about their grandson?”

"Did Jared arrive? Jared Sinclair. I sent him here. Has he arrived? Has he settled in? He better have come already; I'm not in the mood to waste time. Important matters always come first, and I hope he gives this priority. It has to be done." "Yes, sir. He arrived late." "And my wife?," the word seemed very strange, very ridiculous to call her that. "Has she deigned to get out of bed or eat? It seems like she wants to starve herself. Is that the best way she sees to end her pathetic life? Everything about that woman is very pathetic." "She went out this afternoon with the young man you sent, went shopping for some clothes, and now she's in the dining room, about to have dinner."

Kitara voice, cool and detached. This two were cooking something, it was something I know about. But what could it be? “At first, after my husband died several years ago I thought I was alone until Mrs Farell picked me up and have me the chance to become her personal assistant,” she faked a sad face. “That very day when she picked me to be her personal assistant, I promised her that I would never let her regret picking me and that is why we've come this far together.” She gave back the microphone to Hilda Farell.

Not a wife or a housewife of the Myer family. "I WAS GIVEN MONEY BECAUSE I AM DERYL'S WIFE!" VERY DIFFERENT FROM THOSE WHO SELL THEIR BODIES TO MY HUSBAND!" My breath quickened, but Cecilia's response was to release her grip from my hand with a look of disgust. "Ah, I understand why you came here. I hope you get well soon. As a woman, I understand how it feels when your husband no longer wants you." Cecilia left after saying that. She strutted away while playing with her phone and calling someone.

Evan was known as a firm person who didn't like small talk in this housing complex since he was a child, and the mothers knew that very well. "Sorry, son. But is the news about Ajeng being transferred 21 billion on social media true? It's on Ella's social media account. Ella said that Ajeng became your wife because she was bought to satisfy your desires." Deg! Ajeng didn't expect Ella to go that far. Why did that woman have to spread slander? Now, her name was tarnished. She would forever be labeled as a homewrecker and a wife who satisfied lust. Unconsciously, her eyes welled up with tears. Her throat felt like it was constricted by something.

, I replied, I could see the disbelief in her eyes. The King of The Underworld was nothing to be proud of. Especially if that man was your husband. "You–you killed all those people?", She asked softly. I nodded, feeling guilt surge through my being. "How could you, Neil? How–" "I told you that you shouldn't know it–" "Shut up!", She screamed standing up. "You are a freaking murderer, assasin, drug addict, terrorist, everything! And you sir, are telling me that I shouldn't know it!", She was shouting by this time.