Abdl Wife Novels & Stories

Abdella House "We will try our best to find them ma'am, we can just hope for the best" the police officer said and nodded at Mr Abdella who was hugging his crying wife. After the officer left, Mrs Abdella broke down into more tears. "Why is my daughter's life so cursed?....why?....why can't she just live in happiness without any problems?" she cried, covering her face with her hands.

"No sir, It's all God's work not mine. I did nothing and trust me, I was never angry at you. Thanks for attending my wedding veremony, I would have informed you earlier." "Noooo.. Don't worry, Abdullahi is more like a son to us." Just then, Abdul was signalling me to come. "It's nice meeting you again, hope you give birth successfully. You look gorgeous in this gown, I almost couldn't recognize you earlier." I smiled at her before we all sperated ways. "Darling, thank goodness, Aisha is having a happy life, I'm so happy for her." I smiled and introduced. "Me too, wifey. I wish their happiness would last forever. Just look how beautiful she looks in that smile, destiney can be delayed but can

Gladwin, who had been stroking his wife's long hair, simply nodded along. "While I was here, Abigail often contacted me and told me everything that happened. She even sent me videos of your wedding, including the video of your argument with Mama a month ago." Flavia felt her husband's surprise, her back tensing. Surely, her husband didn't expect that their argument with his mother and that woman had been secretly captured by Abigail. "The girl," he whispered. Flavia smiled.

" Zayed Bin Qureshi is accused of domestic violence by his wife Adiba Qureshi" " Is the DCP Farhan Abdullah having an affair with Adiba Qureshi?" " Zayed Bin Qureshi is a monster and I hate him' says Adiba Qureshi" " DCP Farhan Abdullah went missing" These lines are written in different newspapers with bold letters. I read all these titles and became confused. Adiba also accused him of domestic violence!! But, Fatima Khala told me that he never raised his hand on Adiba. Was Fatima khala telling the truth or she was just telling lies about Adiba?

said Aben teasingly. Diana pinched Aben's arm. "But I never hugged on the bed like this." "Duhh sick, my wife. Do you want domestic violence with me? There hasn't been a day when we became husband and wife, we just played KDRT," said Aben pretending to be sulky. Wait a minute ... What was that? My wife? Ahh, I still don't think that Aben already has a wife. "You know ...." Diana turned her back to Aben

" There was no need for a cab uncle you can use our car ." " No, it's ok rudra, we will manage. I am again very sorry for my wife's behaviour .but trust me we never wanted anything from abeer's .." " You dont have to explain it, uncle, it was adhya 's right as abeer 's wife and we don't want to snatch anything from her, future too whenever adhya needs anything or any help please call us. As adhya is still abeer 's wife and daughter in law of this house ."

"If that's what you want, Sonya, then so be it. But let me make one thing clear. You can either be my wife or my secretary. You can't have it both ways." Was that supposed to be a threat? Did he say this expecting me to accept him as my husband, after all this? "I'd rather be anything, than be your wife." "I'm sorry?" His voice faltered as he stumbled backward. He wasn't expecting that answer, probably because no woman had ever resisted the Almighty Adrian Graham. "I choose to keep my job, Adrian, and I choose to walk away from this sham of a marriage." I turned and left him still shocked, as all he could do was stare at me.

“Wife of Marcus D****e if I'm not wrong.” Abigail gulped and looked around the hall at all the eyes now focused on her. She wondered if she should refute the claims. After all the time spent looking for an agency to work for, she finally had a chance at one of the best, and she was not ready to let her position as Marcus's wife ruin it. Yet, it would be useless to lie since she was once a popular social media influencer before her pregnancy and people already knew she was married to Marcus. “I am,” she replied with a tinge of embarrassment.

All he could do was sit on the throne, have feasts, and whore around—not a king, a nobody. Abigail. She was more than ten years younger than her husband and went out of her way to take care of herself. She had thick black hair, a rat-like face, even if a pretty one, a thin figure—but with all the necessary curves—and wore a magnificent blue dress the same color as her eyes. Inside, however, she was a venomous slut, like a parasitic ivy that attached itself to a person, draining them of their strength, and enveloping them in its deadly embrace—a sundew, a flytrap. Both stared at me with different expressions on their faces.

Unfortunately, Abel Borda, her husband, came out to be less open minded than his father… For Abel, finding out that his wife was a witch was a huge shock, although she thought that he finally accepted that fact after some time. It seemed that their relationship went back to normal. She even described Abel as more loving and caring than before. Unfortunately, their peace didn't last long. Sirio Corporation was engaged in a new project outside the city, and Abel was supposed to coordinate it there. He started leaving the mansion often, and after some time, Marie found him more and more distant…