A Rich Man's Wife Novels & Stories

"Your granddaughter is really rude to me, James! How dare she insult my beloved granddaughter. Oh, poor Gina! My sweet beloved Gina!" Hearing the old woman's words made him want to punch the old woman in the face right away. He glanced at Marie, who did not seem bothered by the old woman's anger. Now he understood the reason why his wife never mentioned her extended family. Gina then clung to the arm of a man who according to his guess was her husband. He was well-built and had a handsome face, wore clothes from a well-known designer, but from his appearance alone he knew that he was the type of gambler who only relied on his face to survive. It was quite obvious that this man has depended a

“My friends, all from noble families, already have grandchildren with pure bloodlines. It is very beneficial. Their family names grow stronger.” Sarah swallowed her breath. “I just do not understand,” Madam Vexler’s voice came again, this time with a disappointed sigh. “Why is your wife different? She should have been a noble daughter with a clear career. The noble daughters I know are all CEOs, they own companies, they are successful. But your wife?” There was a brief pause, then the sentence was delivered without hesitation. “Your wife is only a housewife.” There was no anger in the voice. That was what hurt the most. The words were spoken as fact, as a final judgment, as if Sarah’s life w

"Well? What am I to do about that?" "Also, this whole place is dirty, can't you do a little morning chore?" He asks her, dropping the newspaper on the chair beside him. "Why should I clean your house and cook for you? Am I your wife?" Those words feel like Richard getting slapped. "Of course, you're not my wife. My wife would have made me coffee and toast and made sure my lunch is on time and made sure this place is sparkling." Sarcastically, "sorry, but your wife is about to marry another man. What are you gonna do about that?"

Her friend just rolled her eyes and scowled, “Hey, just because you married the most eligible bachelor in the country, doesn't mean you'll have to be smug on your friends!” Stupefied, Rui mumbled, “Most eligible bachelor?” “Yes! Damn it! I told you to make an account online!” “But–” “Your husband is the heir of the richest man in the country, Gregory Eno. The waiting line of his admirers is damn long! And on top of that, they are all trying to track you, his wife!” 'Richest?' Rui asked at the back of her mind. She knew he was rich but she did not know he was THAT rich!

How was it even possible for his wife to attain such level of wealth in a space of four years. Not possible, when his wife was with him, he was far richer than his wife, his wife was only a government teacher who earns a few thousands, he even bought a car for his wife for easy movement, he was found of buying many lovely things for her since he was obiously richer than her. So how was it possible for her to own the biggest design company in the state, the company according to his research had been in operation for thirty eight years. No! it can't be his wife, his wife was probably killed when she was kidnapped.

She made a promise to herself to be there for her daughter. She seemed to feel low on herself if Welbeck was going to be the husband of his daughter. Her mind was on wealth since her husband was a trillionaire, she needed a wealthy man to marry her daughter and run her husband's company for the family if Mr.Smith wasn't around. She gasped for breath and went to the living hall, waiting for Mr. Smith.

Logan looked at her interrogatively before clearing her throat. “How's your child my daughter?. Hope you're doing well?”. Mrs. Logan asks in a motherly tone,as she holds Ruth's hands gently. “I'm fine mom…. how's everyone?”. Ruth asks, bewildered that her mom held her hands,she couldn't remember when she showed her such kind of love,but she decided to shrug it off. It's her mother anyway. “Everyone is fine my daughter…. it's just that….Rita is married to Williams Richard,the richest man in the world”. She says proudly, giving her a “you've failed in life look”

He Instructed with stern in his eyes. His coldness made Abigial kill the urge of trying to question why he had sent breakfast for her after letting her cry all night. She cursed herself for being such a heavy sleeper . " You will stay at home until I find something for you." " I will be a housewife?" She returned back to the bed. " A billionaire's house wife." He corrected, " A lot of Ladies want this and you got it." Abigail eyed him through her glasses, not disappointed by his words. He had always had fun ridiculing her and it wasn't something new now.

Richard was still trying to hold back his patience, he didn’t say in a high tone. “But still I don’t allow this woman to live here, please respect me as your first wife who occupies this house first. At least think a little about how I feel, Richard!” she snapped. “You and Camellia are my wives, there is no first or second wife, you two are the same. After all, this house is mine, so it’s up to me who to bring to this house. Please don’t make me angry, I’ve tried to talk nicely to you,” said Richard with emphasis.

"His my best friend Maru. And the mere fact that he called me and told me he wants to see me means that he already moved on." "How can you be so sure?" "I know him well." I just said. He smirked. "Its good that you know your BEST FRIEND well. What about your husband?” I pursed my lips. I didn’t like what he just said and the tone of his voice. "Yes Maru, I don't know you well. Except for the fact that your family is rich and your my husband! Happy now?!" I hissed. I saw pain in his eyes. But I just brush it off.