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The Dull Wife's Masterpiece

The Dull Wife's Masterpiece

At 35, architect Emily was on top of the world. Her firm just won a major contract for a downtown skyscraper, and she was celebrating a successful career, building dreams one blueprint at a time. Then came the text. Not for her, but for her husband Ethan. It flashed on his iPad: "My Little Muse. Is the show over? I bought you your favorite vinyl." Show? He was rehearsing. A chilling comment from her best friend echoed: Ethan had said Emily was "dull," like "a book he’d read too many times." Her trembling hands unlocked his devices. What she found was a sick tapestry of lies: cutesy messages, secretive Venmo payments to a "Sophia M.," and social media posts flaunting his custom guitar pick and even his vintage watch. The dashcam footage confirmed it all—intimate kisses with a very young "Little Muse" while he was supposedly "rehearsing." This wasn't just a fling; it was a brazen, calculated betrayal, a sickening echo of his "dull" remark. Every shared memory twisted into a lie. Had their entire life together been a farce? How could the man she loved debase her so utterly, all for a cheap thrill? When Ethan announced a "band tour" that was actually a luxurious Miami getaway with his mistress, a cold rage set in. He thought she was numb, easily discarded? He was about to learn that an architect could build more than skyscrapers—she could construct the perfect downfall, ready to serve him a dose of reality he’d never forget.
My Wife Is My Mistress

My Wife Is My Mistress

Marriage is a sacred blessing given to a couple who love each other, forming a family. We do not aim for a perfect relationship, but rather a good one that is incomparable to others. Either you have to face a bunch of happiness or you have to face a bunch of sadness. Jane is a thirty-one-year-old woman, a wife, and a loving mother to her children. She is married to a man of honor, a famous businessman named Jester. Her husband, Jester, is a thirty-two-year-old boy endowed with a good appearance and an outstanding performance when it comes to the job description. At first, the couple lived happily and contentedly even without being blessed with a child. When Jane got pregnant after a long wait, few changes were observed in her husband. Jester was distracted by his wife's body figure that made him uncomfortable living with it. Also, Jester's parents arranged for them to get a divorce, but Jane declined it. Until the time came, the wife noticed her husband's frequent vacations abroad. She followed him and found out that her husband had a woman. She examines all the reasons why Jester did this to her, but even her parents were also forced to hide the truth from her. In her rage, she found a way to take revenge on her husband. In this plot, is it possible that Jester had something else to hide from his wife before they got married? Or what is the man’s main reason for having a mistress? And the worst question is, why is his wife called a mistress? Let's take a look at the reality of this story together.
His Coco

His Coco

Ailee ate her ice cream licking every bit of it and then Xavier pushed his cup infront of her. She looked confusingly at him. "Eat." "No you eat. Its yours" "Coco I don't really love it." She gasped loudly putting her hand on her mouth. "How can anyone NOT love chocolates?" she said giving him side eyes but accepted his offering nevertheless. He just shook his head watching her eat happily like a kid. ➶➶➶➶➶➶➶➶➶➶ 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘧𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘪𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘦, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘥𝘥𝘦𝘯 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥. 𝘏𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘮 𝘱𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘴, 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥. 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝘰𝘧 𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘩 𝘢𝘪𝘳 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘫𝘰𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘥𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘺. 𝘏𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘮 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘮.
I'm The Unwanted Wife

I'm The Unwanted Wife

The big door in front of me opened and from where I was standing I could see the man I love looking at me without emotion. I smiled even though my chest was tight. Little by little I heard a song as I slowly walked closer to the man waiting at the altar. Kiel looked at me seriously. There was no trace of satisfaction on his face. There was no sign of joy on his face, which made my heart ache. I extended my hand here but he just looked at it and went before the priest. My hand was left in the air. Bowed and slightly embarrassed. I followed in front of the priest. It started to mass. "You may now kiss the bride" I faced Kiel. It looked at me with disgust. I closed my eyes thinking he was going to kiss me on the lips but he kissed me on the cheek. "you got me being Mrs. Valerian, I'll make sure you don't get my love." He whispered. I closed my eyes when I felt physical pain in my heart. "Remember that Sam? You can't have my love cause I love someone else." he added as the crowd applauded. I shed a single tear. "it's nice to watch your tears. It's nice to watch you cry." He walked away from me after saying that and was the first to leave the church. I wiped my tears and smiled to face the people who were happy for us. My chest aches behind my smiles. I still got over the stabbing but I didn't show it. "Where is your husband going?" asked an old man innocently. I smiled here and didn't say a word. "Maybe I'm just excited," said one teasingly. I laughed even though my heart felt like it was being squeezed. It hurts! I am Samantha Alexandria Perez or should I say Samantha Alexandria Perez Valerian and I am his The Unwanted Wife.
When Forever Crumbles

When Forever Crumbles

For ten years, my life was a dedication, a detailed blueprint for his Broadway dreams, meticulously built with every dollar from my three jobs, every hour as his unpaid assistant. Our tenth anniversary was approaching, but a strange dizziness sent me to a clinic where I received a devastating diagnosis: a rare, aggressive illness, with only a month left to live. I rushed home to tell the man I sacrificed everything for, only to find a pair of unfamiliar red stilettos discarded by the door and a woman' s bright laughter echoing from our bedroom. He emerged, annoyed by my early arrival, while his starlet mistress, Scarlett, wrapped in our bedsheet, smirked triumphantly, reducing me to a forgotten piece of furniture in my own home. His cold dismissal, "It's not a good time. We need to talk later," shattered something inside me, confirming I was nothing more than a tool, malfunctioning at the most inconvenient moment for his career. Later, from a borrowed couch, I heard him on the phone, his voice tender for her, then contemptuous for me: "She's just being difficult… terrible timing. Don't worry about her. I' ll handle it." The foundation of my entire world, built on his promises and my sacrifices, crumbled into a bitter lie. But then, a twisted irony: the experimental treatment that could save me was fully funded by a grant awarded to his new Broadway production with Scarlett, essentially using my life's hope to fuel his infidelity. As I walked away, clutching my old art portfolio, leaving the key behind, I heard him celebrating his "miracle," utterly unaware it was built on my death sentence. My world ended, only to reveal the deeper, darker truth: the illness, the betrayal, his ultimate downfall – it was all part of a loop. A loop that began when a shattered man, drowning in grief and regret, was given an impossible second chance, returned to the very moment we first met, desperate to rewrite our tragic ending.
The Light I Lost, The Love That Stayed

The Light I Lost, The Love That Stayed

Claire Sterling, the daughter of the Sterling family, and Ethan Quinn, a bodyguard within the Sterling Group's underworld operations, came from entirely different worlds, yet their love burned fierce and unstoppable. During a violent clash with a rival faction, Ethan risked his life to shield Claire. Back then, Claire had been held tightly in Ethan's arms. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw him firing with cold precision, while his other hand covered her ears, shielding her from the deafening shots. Her heart had pounded wildly, and she found herself unable to look away from those deep, unfathomable eyes. To escape the marriage arranged by her family, Claire decided to run away with Ethan. But after waiting through an entire night in the rain, the only ones who came were the bodyguards sent by her father, forcing her into a marriage she never wanted. Claire had jumped from a moving car to escape, breaking three ribs. The moment she woke in the hospital, she called Ethan and sent ninety-nine emails... Every single message disappeared into silence. In the end, she forced herself to let go, and they went their separate ways. Five years later, when Claire returned home, she discovered that the CEO of her new company was none other than her ex-boyfriend. Ethan had transformed into the man in control of Quinn Group. On the surface, he mocked her at every turn, meeting her with cold hostility, yet behind the scenes, he shielded her from every harm. She thought her heart had long gone still, yet under his relentless pressure, it began to race out of control once more.