One year after getting married, my mother-in-law unexpectedly became pregnant. My husband asked me to quit my job and take care of her daily needs. For two years, I took care of my mother-in-law and made her feel lively and healthy, yet they began to complain that I was lazy and only knew how to spend money. When I opened my eyes again, I was back to before my mother-in-law got pregnant. This time, I vowed that I wouldn't become a free nanny and give up my own career for anyone.
The second year after I quit my job to care for my mother-in-law Ruby, the whole family started to look down on me.
I carried vegetables I had carefully picked out at the market, my fingers red from the cold.
But nobody noticed.
To them, I was just a freeloader living off their generosity.
The family sat around the heater, chatting warmly in a way they never did with me.
When I walked in, my sister-in-law Joanna started her usual sarcasm. "Wow, half an hour to buy vegetables? Are you trying to starve us?"
"Sorry, the market's far, and I didn't have extra money for a ride, so it took a while." I explained calmly.
Ruby overheard and got furious. "Christine, are you complaining we don't give you money to spend? My son works hard day and night to provide, and you just sit here enjoying it without gratitude. Go look around and see which wife has it as easy as you. What more could you want? Are you here to take care of me, or am I taking care of you?"
Since I quit my job, Ruby had been sharp but never this harsh.
For a moment, I stood there, unsure what to do.
My father-in-law Max glared at me with contempt. "Why are you just standing there like an idiot? Hurry up and cook."
Tears were welling up in my eyes.
Still, I spent over an hour preparing five dishes and a soup.
To save electricity, they wouldn't let me use the range hood, so I had to open the windows.
The freezing wind outside chilled my heart.
My hands trembled as I set the dishes on the table, accidentally spilling a few drops of oil on the cloth.
Ruby immediately shouted. "I just changed this tablecloth, and you've already ruined it. Go wash it now by hand. The machine won't get it clean."
I looked at the messy oil stains and said back. "This tablecloth hasn't been changed in a year. Handwashing won't get it clean."
Ruby's eyes widened. "Christine, are you saying I'm making things hard for you? Someone, come judge this."
She collapsed on the floor, pointing at me and wailing. "If you hadn't been married to my son so long without a child, why would I, at my age, suffer through pregnancy? Now my daughter-in-law mocks me daily. I get it. I'm old, just a burden. I might as well die."
She rushed to the window, trying to jump.
Everyone hurried to stop her.
I watched the drama unfold, feeling exhausted.
Since I quit to care for Ruby, she had pulled stunts like this at family gatherings.
At first, I thought it was just pregnancy hormones making her emotional.
Over time, as relatives started looking at me with disapproval, I realized she wanted to ruin my reputation.
After using me, she planned to kick me out.
The door creaked open.
My husband, Daniel, stood in front of me.
He glanced at me, the affection he once had replaced by irritation and impatience.
When Ruby saw Daniel return, she shouted even louder. "Oh, what did I do to deserve such a spoiled daughter-in-law? She sits around enjoying herself and now won't even wash a tablecloth."
After Ruby recovered from childbirth, I had told Daniel many times I wanted to return to work.
Each time, he brushed me off, saying his mom wasn't fully well yet. I decided it was time to act. "Ruby, I'm going back to work."
"What did you say?" Ruby's voice rose sharply. "If you work, who'll take care of me and this family?"
"I'll hire a housekeeper."
"That's still spending my son's money." Ruby grumbled.
I looked at Daniel, who acted like it wasn't his problem, and asked. "Do you feel the same way?"
Daniel rubbed his forehead. "Christine, you've been out of the workforce for two years. It's not realistic."
Ruby smirked at me triumphantly.
"Fine, then let's divorce." I said calmly.
Kallie, a mute who had been ignored by her husband for five years since their wedding, also suffered the loss of her pregnancy due to her cruel mother-in-law. After the divorce, she learned that her ex-husband had quickly gotten engaged to the woman he truly loved. Holding her slightly rounded belly, she realized that he had never really cared for her. Determined, she left him behind, treating him as a stranger. Yet, after she left, he scoured the globe in search of her. When their paths crossed once more, Kallie had already found new happiness. For the first time, he pleaded humbly, "Please don't leave me..." But Kallie's response was firm and dismissive, cutting through any lingering ties. "Get lost!"
Elin spent twenty years deeply loving her husband, finally marrying him just as she'd always dreamed. But reality shattered her illusions—he wasn't the man she believed. Instead, he callously destroyed her family, crushing her heart beyond repair. At her lowest point, Ruben, equally betrayed that night, approached her steadily. "Marry me, Elin. I'll help you take revenge." Yet, after their wedding, she quickly discovered he was dangerously unpredictable. "I made a mistake. Let's divorce..." Ruben slid his arm possessively around her waist, whispering a chilling promise, "Only in death."
For ten years, Daniela showered her ex-husband with unwavering devotion, only to discover she was just his biggest joke. Feeling humiliated yet determined, she finally divorced him. Three months later, Daniela returned in grand style. She was now the hidden CEO of a leading brand, a sought-after designer, and a wealthy mining mogul—her success unveiled at her triumphant comeback. Her ex-husband’s entire family rushed over, desperate to beg for forgiveness and plead for another chance. Yet Daniela, now cherished by the famed Mr. Phillips, regarded them with icy disdain. "I’m out of your league."
It's true what they say about marriage: one partner's always happier than the other. ~~~ Julie's world is shattered when her husband, Ryan, reveals that he wants an open marriage. His reason: he needs a child as they've been unable to have one. Julie reluctantly agrees to save her marriage. The next day, Ryan returns home with his secretary, confirming Julie's long-held suspicion that their affair was taking place behind her back. Julie, heartbroken and enraged, seeks solace in a bar, where she meets a fascinating stranger named Luke, who changes the game. Julie confides in Luke over drinks, and he proposes a risky plan: he will act as her "boyfriend" to turn the tables on Ryan. Julie agrees, setting off a chain of events that will challenge everything she thought she knew about love, loyalty, and herself.
Linsey was stood up by her groom to run off with another woman. Furious, she grabbed a random stranger and declared, "Let's get married!" She had acted on impulse, realizing too late that her new husband was the notorious rascal, Collin. The public laughed at her, and even her runaway ex offered to reconcile. But Linsey scoffed at him. "My husband and I are very much in love!" Everyone thought she was delusional. Then Collin was revealed to be the richest man in the world. In front of everyone, he got down on one knee and held up a stunning diamond ring. "I look forward to our forever, honey."
"I'm going to tell you what I have in mind," he murmured. "First you're going to strip down until you're completely naked," he whispered against her ear. "Then I'm going to tie you up so you're completely powerless and subject to my every whim." "Mmm, sounds good so far," she murmured. "Then I'm going to insert a plug to prepare you for me. After that I'm going to spank that sweet ass of yours until it's rosy with my marks." She shivered uncontrollably, her mind exploding with the images he evoked. She let out a small whimper as he sucked the lobe of her ear into his mouth. God, she could cum with just his words. She was already aching with need. Her nipples tingled and hardened to painful points. Her clit pulsed and twitched between her legs until she clamped her thighs together to alleviate the burn. "And then I'm going to f**k your mouth. But I won't cum. Not yet. When I'm close, I'll flog you again until your ass is burning and you're on fire with the need for relief. And then I'm going to f**k that ass. I'm going to take you hard and rough, to the very limits of what you can withstand. I won't be gentle. Not tonight. I'm going to take you as roughly as you can stand. And then I'm going to cum all over your ass. Are you ready to be completely and utterly dominated?"