A Very Loving Wife Swap Novels & Stories

“I remember you had good grades back in high school. But now, you’re…” She trailed off, but I knew what she was going to say. I had been a house husband for a long time. It was because Lily was always so busy working overtime at the office that she would skip meals. I believed that couples had to complement each other. Hence, I chose to quit my job to take care of Lily, so she could fully focus on her career. However, the woman who loved me the most and the woman who would disregard her own safety to save me from a robber had slowly become a stranger.

His hands rested on the desk, motionless. "I can't." The two words landed harder than she expected. " Or won't?" His jaw tightened."It doesn't matter." "It matters to me."She said. Her voice cracked despite herself. "It matters because I stood beside you while everyone else questioned our marriage." "It matters because I defended you." "It matters because I am your wife." For a split second, the mask he always wore slipped. "I gave my word." Jessica blinked."So your promise to Sarah matters more than your marriage?"

“Cons: rushing into something new right after leaving a marriage. Feeling like I’m running instead of standing on my own.” Sophia leaned closer to the screen, scrolling through the numbers. She added salary comparisons, time commitments, emotional risk ratings she made up on the spot. “Equal partners,” she whispered, typing the words into a cell. “Nothing more. No dinners. No expectations. Just work.” She stared at the spreadsheet for a long time. The numbers blurred. Memories of empty dining tables mixed with the way Adrian had looked at her in the garden. The black dress. The way he’d called his lawyer to undo everything.

I said calmly, “You are Stacy. My wife died long ago. You even handled the cremation yourself.” She stared at me in disbelief. “How can you not recognize me? I am Wendy. Stacy is the one who died!” Hearing that made my heart sink even deeper. So, she knew everything, yet she chose to pretend and watched me become a widower. I said coldly, “How could I fail to recognize my own wife? You’re not her. No matter how alike you look, you are not the same person. She is gone. Why are you using her name to commit atrocities?”

Why hasn't she croaked yet? I looked at the woman who once swore to spend her life with me, and now she showed this side of herself to another man. Over the past two years, I pulled every string I had for her sake. I handed over a dedicated oil supply line from Prince Khalid to the Wynter family for free. I even drank myself to the point of a bleeding ulcer to secure the Valdoria Monarchy's jewelry distribution rights for her. "Cassie, are you sure you want to burn this bridge with me?"

If only he could stay like this forever. “Forty years since we tied the knot. Our marriage was never perfect,” Mrs. Robles began, “but we wouldn’t reach this far if we didn’t hold on to the promise we made forty years ago. Thank you for giving the world to me. I vow to keep choosing you because my heart will forever be yours.” She hugged her husband, and he kissed her as the guests cheered. “They’re so lucky,” I whispered to Walter, who was still clapping. “I hope I can find a man like your dad.”

Ethan shot Juliet a look full of disgust, slung an arm around my shoulders, and pulled me away without a backward glance. I glanced over my shoulder and saw her standing there, utterly lost. The moment our eyes met, her lips parted as if she wanted to speak, but no sound came out. "What are you looking at?" I lowered my gaze and asked softly, "So, she really was my wife?" Ethan corrected me, "Ex-wife. And you don't need to remember her. Forgetting her is the best thing that's ever happened to you. She's not worth a single second of your thoughts."

He hurriedly explained, "I only married her out of pity. The one I've always loved is you." "Your so-called love disgusts me," came my response. Jason stepped forward to grab my hand, but Frank stopped him in time. "I heard that he actually drugged Ms. Sanderson on their wedding day to marry her adoptive younger sister. What a scumbag!"

What's more, my mom has been urging me to get a divorce. "Isn't Whitney a good wife? Why are you doing this? You're just insatiable. I would be satisfied if my wife were half as obedient as yours." "How about we swap wives then?" Thomas nudged Charlie once more. After hearing their conversation, I felt like my head was about to explode. What were they talking about? Divorce? Infidelity? Swapping wives? I couldn't stop myself from trembling when I understood. It turned out that this whole thing was a scheme that Thomas had cooked up!