Abdl Wife Novels & Stories

Another message popped up, "Tell no one if you want to live." "Nothing!" Adriana retorted sharply," I just need to...." "Nathan!" Someone yelled from afar and Adriana twisted in the direction the voice came from. Rodriguez and his wife. He was dressed in a Hawaiian shirt that showed his bubbly nature and grey shorts that exposed a little more than his tanned thighs. His wife, on the other hand, was dressed in a long summer gown that had printed hibiscus all round and fitted well with her fashion sense and comfort.

She shook her head hardly. Then continued. "You don't know. I'm Aadil Waziri’s wife." She said using a heavy tone while saying my name. And laughed openly lifting her head up. “Aadi, take bhabi back home. Her condition is getting worse now. Take care of her. Don't you dare yell at her.” Aahil and Ayan suggested me. "You want me to take her back home. What will I amswer him if anyone see her in this condition?” I was scared to face my family in this condition. How I was going to explain to them the truth.

Xander explained, "There were no previous partners. My wife has always been Abigail. Always Abigail." Susie asked, "No one else was ever your partner? What's really going on here?" Alwyn hugged his wife. "You were just saying that Xander and Abigail are a perfect match, and you hoped Xander's wife would be Abigail. Now you seem so shocked, like you can't believe it." Susie said, "It's not that I can't believe it, I'm just really surprised. I haven't figured out what's going on, and it's all a bit confusing for me."

I played my role flawlessly. But my mind circled only one thing. Selene. She stood just apart from the discussion, close enough to belong, distant enough to remain untouched by the business itself. She wasn’t trying to draw attention. That was what made it impossible not to look. Her stillness was intentional. Her composure effortless. Dangerous. Untouchable. Forbidden. I told myself I was imagining it. That this was nothing more than proximity, fatigue, a lapse in discipline. Edward’s wife was not a woman a man like me should allow into his thoughts.

"Jerome, you can't be this cold. Talia's your wife! You're really sending her to prison yourself? Without her, these kids won't have a mother!" It made my stomach turn. Now he just said it out loud—she's my wife. No shame. I almost wanted to slap myself for bringing him into her life. "You good? Talia's your wife. Your kids' mom. What's she got to do with me? You wanted what wasn't yours. You stabbed me in the back. Now you pay." As they dragged Talia off, she twisted back and spat, "I put up with being your wife for seven years—that's more than you deserved. You think you're some prize?

Adele, The Billionaire’s Wife. She did not give up on her husband, Jamal, and they finally had their happy ending. And this bring us to the end of their love story. THE END.

Everyone was watching Daniel and still busy neutralizing their shock. "You have no right to talk like that about Audrey!" he continued with emphasis and emotion. Abraham let out a long breath. "Why not? That's the reality, isn't it? That woman is not married but has children. It's obvious how bad her character is." "Audrey is my wife, Grandpa. We're not divorced yet! I won't stand by if any of you bother or hurt her!"

Adrian said, "This is Arabella. My wife." She blinked. And then blinked again. For a moment, she didn't say anything. Just stared, like her brain needed a second to process it. I wasn't sure if it was shock or just disbelief. Maybe both. "Your wife?" She asked slowly, as if testing the word. Adrian nodded once. "Yes." Gabby looked at me fully. Her lips parted, but no words came or she decided against speaking immediately. Instead, she gave a tight, almost bewildered laugh under her breath and shook her head slightly.

"I-uhh..." To grab his attention, I squeezed his hand once which was in mine the whole time. "Mrs. Abdullah?" the man pressed, making me look back to him. "I-I haven't been well-" thankfully, Abdullah came to my rescue, finally looking away from a couple he was talking to. "No questions, please. My wife isn't feeling well and it would be appreciated if you left us alone." His tone was almost scary but I was too busy spacing out on the word 'my wife' that I didn't notice.

Why is that, Abdullah? He stared at her evenly, unmoved. ‘You know why.’ ‘I know you no longer have a claim to the throne of Dubai. I know you’ve suffered a great disappointment. But I am still your wife. We’re still married.’ ‘We’ll get an annulment.’ ‘An annulment? How? We’ve made love, Abdullah.’ ‘It can be done.’