A Rich Man's Wife Novels & Stories

"The initial capital for the Holloway contract came from my father. I asked him to structure it as a private loan instead of a direct family transfer because I didn't want my husband's success attributed to my name before he'd earned it in the public eye. That was my decision. My husband learned about it twenty minutes ago, same as I imagine you did." The reporter's pen paused mid-motion, clearly not expecting honesty to arrive so plainly. Sophia's composed expression cracked, just slightly, at the corners. "That's quite an admission," Sarah Klein said carefully. "Are you saying your husband was unaware of the source of his own company's founding capital?"

"That family is bad news. My life was ruined after I became friends with Richard and now that my daughter is associated with his son, she's in a gooddamn hospital." His wife sighed and returned to the stool. She knew convincing her husband to see things through her eyes was going to be a futile task. She could bet that the accident was an act that was bound to happen." She adjusted the covering around Eve and turned to her husband. "Its fate. I'll suggest we hold onto hope. Our daughter is going to be fine." He strode toward her and gave Eve a peck on the left cheek. Whether his wife was going to hold on to his narrative or not, he had a strong conviction that the Richards were bad news and

he snapped at them. That man is rich. He is married and his wife is a socialite. He has so many mistresses, that he doesn't know how many kids he sired so far. Most of them get an abortion, but only a few will keep the child to threaten him for money. Little do they k for that he is so cruel that he never hesitated to kill any of them, even the little kids. His wife is happy as long as gives her enough money for her endless shopping spree. He never asked if she had an affair as long as she maintains it a secret.

**** "Spuurrrr…!" Phoebe spat out the whiskey. "What!? Richard Hill is your husband. Oh my God! You are the crazy rich wife in New York." Phoebe's brain shook violently as she plummeted from cloud nine, her mind reeling at the revelation that the man they had been discussing was none other than Richard Hill.

She's standing on my porch, drinking my vodka, from my cup. "I'm sorry, I don't mean to insult you, princess, just that I don't think Mr. Graham would know anyone like—" "I'm his damn wife." I pushed her slightly with my shoulder and stormed into the house. "If you are his wife why don't you know about the party?" The lady snapped back at me, and I hated to admit that she was somehow right. The red-haired lady wouldn't be the one to kill my mood. I didn't want to dwell on the fact that my husband, whom I'd been married to for three years, hadn't told his friends about our marriage.

One of the securities suggested as they watch her go. Another replied him "It's better this way, at least she wouldn't be fooled forever. Even the rich had no peace of mind" "I wonder why he's cheating on his wife when she's even prettier and has better manners than his mistress" "Well, we shouldn't be surprised, right? Most rich people do it too"

"Our Mr perfect caught in a scandal of an unfulfilled seduction, tarnishing a lady's reputation." Andrew, without sparing a glance at his phone, replied indifferently, "Are you done mocking? If so, kindly proceed with your own affairs and don't disrupt mine." Martin chuckled, his tone turning teasing, "Ar ,haven't you noticed you're busier than usual during the day? Always in a rush, hardly have time for us anymore, and you're strictly home on time now. Why's that?" Andrew remained silent, prompting an uproarious laugh from Martin, "Hahaha... Because you've got a sweet little wife at home now, haven't you? You're all about the domestic life these days."

Forced to taste every inch of Shena's lips to the point of restraining her from breaking the kiss. Shena was half-drunk, and her ears were divided by the whispering voices of the visitors. "What a bitch! Why is she kissing that rich CEO?!" "Isn't that guy Xavier? The CEO of a well-known company?" "Hey, who's the woman Xavier kissed? Is it his new bitch? His new money plaything?" Shena could still hear that the voices of the visitors around her were cursing her. But Shena couldn't do anything to retaliate.

"Aren't you ashamed to have a poor husband?" Pursing her lips, Amber shook her head firmly. "You will never be poor, Adam Smith. Your talent, kindness, and love are in abundance. I actually think you are the richest man in the world. You even have the largest swimming pool in the entire universe." Hearing that joke, Adam was finally able to release the tension. Laughing lightly, he pulled his wife into his arms. "Thank you, My Super Rich Wife. Thank you for understanding my situation. I'm so lucky to have you."

Being the daughter-in-law of a wealthy family took work, especially when the elders didn't recognize her. Alice knew that she would gradually experience the consequences, and if her husband didn't stand by her side, she couldn't imagine how she would get through the days. Not to mention that this was Mr. Peter Desmond's second marriage, and he was no longer young. Moreover, Alice was not the one with power in the family. In addition to her age and appearance being inferior to that of Alice, Mr. Desmond's first wife was someone who could be compared to her. It was standard for people to make such comparisons.