Ben Shapiro's Wife Novels & Stories

“Who is your real wife, Gabriel?” ~ Gabriel blinked, as if the question punched the air out of him. “Celina,” he said softly, almost a plea. “Please, let’s not do this here.” She stepped back, her voice rising, shaky but firm. “Answer me!.” “I’m your husband,” he said quickly. Too quickly. “That’s the only truth that matters right now.” She let out a bitter laugh. “That’s not an answer, Gabriel. That’s a deflection. I’ve seen the photos. The gala. The magazine article. ‘Power couple,’ right? Mr. and Mrs. Gabriel Reyes.”

“You can't be serious. Are you?” “Do I look like I'm joking?” I asked, sniffing the tears that were cascading my face. “This is serious.” Lila blurted, raising her right hand to support her jaw. “But what really happened?” “Ever since I got married to Ignatius, I haven't been myself. From kidnap to seeing my husband having an affair with an unknown lady.” I said miserably. Lila's eyes widened in bewilderment, “you mean you were kidnapped and I didn't know?”

was gone. “Your Honor,” Ryan said, voice even. Rehearsed. “This marriage failed because Ms. Monroe could not fulfill basic marital duties. No children after three years. No contribution to the family business. No social connections that benefited the Hayes name.” Each word was a stone dropped on her chest. “She lived in my family’s home. Ate our food. Used our money. But she never integrated. She remained... separate. A burden.” Burden. The word Victoria had used in private. At dinner. At parties. Always with that sweet, poisonous smile.

Everyone knew Amber Sherry was hopelessly in love with me. She would even risk her life for me. I got into a severe car accident to save her. My health never fully recovered. Because I had a rare blood type, she was terrified that something else might happen to me. She found someone with the same blood type and kept him on standby. He would donate blood to me whenever I needed it. I was also hopelessly in love with her. After she gave birth to Aria, I did not care what people thought. We gave her Amber’s last name—Aria Sherry. I did not want her to go through another pregnancy, so I got a vasectomy. Every socialite in our circle was jealous of what we had. On the day of Aria’s baby de

Kiara spoke in a sharp tone. Gabriel stood to his feet and grabbed Rain by her arm. "Since you have shown that my wife will not have any peace of mind around here, we both will go back to were we came from" Gabriel said this and turned to leave. "No, wait. You can't go. We will leave and we won't give your wife any trouble" Mrs johnson quickly said as she prepared to leave. She grabbed Kiara's arm and pulled her up so they could leave. Mrs Johnson looked at her husband who seemed rather relaxed. Mr johnson pretended not to see his wife and looked the other side.

“You sound like you have everything figured out. Almost like you already knew there was a possibility that something like this might happen.” “If you don’t have any plans to help the company, fine. Suit yourself and continue distracting yourself with that woman you married.” “Isobelle. Her name’s Isobelle.” “We have too much on our plate already. If it’s not worth talking about, let’s not talk about it.”

“You may call me Edward, Mrs Shaw. And it was my wife who headed the decoration company that made this stunning beauty happen. I agree with you, it is indeed very stunning.” Natalia nods and accepts his hand. “You may call me Natalia, Edward.” She smiles warmly at him. “And bravo to your wife for doing such a great job.” “And this is Mrs Wallbanger and Miss DuPont. This man here is Mr Razier.” Noah continues. “Everyone, this is my wife, Mrs Natalia Shaw.” Natalia smiles and looks at all of them with a smile on her face. “I am pleased to meet you all.”

“It’s not like you don’t know how much I love Howard, Sharon. It took me so much effort to stop you from marrying him. How could I give you the chance to separate us now?” She lowered her head and gently touched her slightly bulging lower abdomen while smirking. “I did rob you of your wedding, but… After so many years have passed, he still refuses to get a marriage certificate with me. In the eyes of outsiders, I’m merely the superficial Mrs. Zachary!” She was only filled with hatred at the end of her sentences. Sharon was stunned after hearing her words. She was in disbelief. Had Howard not registered their marriage? What kind of a husband and wife were they?