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Oops! I Forgot You're His Wife..

Author: Queen of ink
last update publish date: 2026-06-12 22:38:30

Aysha POV

"I see you finally got that place cleaned up." Adrian said as he walked through the door.

I nodded, still a little shaken up.

"Good. Well I need you to get dressed, there's an event this evening and unfortunately you'll be going with me. Don't embarrass me with your plain Jane look. Try to look less ugly. Be ready in two hours." With that he went out of the room.

I checked the time on my phone, it was almost four. I quickly went to take a quick shower to get a fresh look. I already had a dress in mind.

In less than two hours, I was finally done getting ready. My husband hates waiting, so I knew I had to be quick before he leaves me.

I had on a black strapless gown, with a slit at the side. It was a present from my mother. For my look, I went with a little more flashy makeup, definitely not my style but it will do for tonight. I curled my hair, put on my LV heels, sprayed my perfume and I was ready to head out.

"Took you long enough." He said as I walked down the stairs.

"I was ready in under two hours like you asked." I said quietly.

He looked me over once, slow and unbothered, like he was checking inventory.

"You actually don't look terrible." He said, fixing his cufflinks. "Don't go thinking that's a compliment."

"I wasn't going to."

"Good. Any minute longer and I would have left your ass at home." With that he walked out.

That was it. No compliment. Nothing.

I walked out after him and got into the car.

An hour later, we pulled up to a high rise hotel. Cameras flashing in our faces, people screaming and pushing to get a shot of us. It was a lot. I wasn't used to this type of attention.

We finally headed inside to the ballroom. It was beautiful. The ambiance, the people, everything was beautiful.

In no time, we were occupied with different people and pulled into different conversations. Though Adrian did more of the talking and I was just a pretty handbag. All I did was smile and reply a few times.

Eventually I got left out. I guessed he got tired of pretending to be a lovely couple, so he sent me on my way with a "You know what dear, I'm sure you're tired and bored with all this work stuff. Why don't you go have fun with the rest of the ladies over there. Get a drink and relax. I'll come get you later baby." Excuse.

He kissed me, making the old couple in front of us smile.

"Aww, young love."

"I love you." That word felt strange to me because he never says that unless we're in front of other people like right now.

"I love you too." With that I walked away to go get a drink. I really needed one anyway.

"Oh Madam Aysha. What an unexpected surprise seeing you here." Of course, she would be here.

"Hi Mira. I didn't think I'd see you here." I forced a smile.

"Well, I was meant to be Sir Adrian's plus one to this event but I had an emergency, that I thought I couldn't make it but surprisingly I did." She smiled, slow and deliberate. "But I guess since Sir needed a partner so bad because according to what was required, he needed to come with his wife. He settled with taking you instead.... Oops! So sorry I forgot you're his wife. My bad Madam."

"It's fine." I said, keeping my voice flat.

"You're not upset are you?" She tilted her head like she was genuinely concerned. "I mean honestly Madam, I feel terrible about the whole mix up."

"Do you?"

"Of course." She pressed her hand to her chest. 

"The last thing I would ever want is to cause problems between you and Sir Adrian. You're his wife. I respect that completely."

"Then maybe you should act like it."

She blinked, then smiled wider. "You're feisty. I like that. Sir Adrian always said you had a temper."

"He talks about me to you?"

"We talk about a lot of things." She shrugged lightly."I mean, you have to understand how these things work. Sir Adrian has certain... needs. And certain standards."

"I'm his wife, Mira."

"Of course you are." She smiled again. "That's exactly why he brought you tonight. Rules are rules."

She mockingly apologized before walking away.

I was so mad that all I could do was laugh.

He was meant to come with his wife but yet I was made a second option. I can't believe he was really about to present her as his wife to his business partners.

I kept picturing how the whole situation would have gone if Mira didn't cancel on him.

I poured my drink angrily down my throat. A tear threatened to drop as my throat burned from the taste.

Ready to leave, I walked up to him and Mira talking.

"I'm tired, can we leave already?" I said to him.

He looked at me like I had just interrupted a very important conversation.

"If you want to leave, then go. Besides I don't need you anymore since Mira is here."

"Adrian." I lowered my voice. "Don't do this here."

"Do what?" He frowned like he was genuinely confused. "I'm simply saying you're free to go. Isn't that what you want?"

"I want my husband to take me home."

He stared at me for a second, then laughed softly like I'd said something mildly amusing.

"And by the way, don't take the car. I need it to take Mira home. Order a ride or better still walk. You need the workout anyway."

Mira laughed beside him, putting her hand on his chest like it belonged there.

"Sir! Don't be mean."

He stared at her smiling.

"But it's true." He said, walking away with her.

I stood there quietly, trying to control the tears threatening to spill from my eyes.

I needed to clear my head so I decided to walk.

A few minutes later, heavy rain came pouring down. There was nowhere to hide from it, so I just stood there crying my heart out and letting the rain wash it all away.

I finally gathered myself together and got a cab home.

"Hopefully, tomorrow will be better for both of us." I said, smiling sadly.

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