Benjamin Wadsworth Wife Novels & Stories

You are drowning in your own ocean of miseries, Searching for helping hands. If only you knew that the only hand you can trust is the one at the end of your own arm. ................................................... His foot was tapping on the floor consistently as his hands were intermingled in worry. Worrying gaze checking the main door for her entrance any second. "Sir your wife was seen in the head building of WV Chemicals" "Sir she just left from here in a broken state"

And now shady things happened that their perfect marriage is at risk. The mistress died, pointing all the evidence to Sebastian. And only Angela could save her husband. Secret after secrets starting to reveal. A dilemma that their so-called perfect family is just lingering at the corner. Waiting to unfold. How can Angela cope up with all of these? Is her love enough to protect, her family? A struggle of a wife who vowed in the altar. 'Till death do us apart.'

Maribel sympathizing: "That's what wives do, Sera. As partners we help each other." Me, working double shifts, coming home exhausted to an empty apartment because Adrian was "working late." Again. Always. Maribel bringing wine and tissues, her arm around my shoulders. "He's just stressed, sweetie. You need to be more understanding. More supportive." The miscarriage. Twenty-eight years old, bleeding on the bathroom floor, screaming for Adrian who was three hours late. When he finally arrived, he helped me clean up couldn't even look at me, he'd stared at his phone instead of at me.

“They got married about three months ago, it was closed off, no one was in attendance except the two of them. Exactly two days to their wedding, Bethany divorced her former husband, Charles Worth.” With the silence in the studio, a small and inconsequential pin drop will sound like a nuclear bomb.

"It's fine, Ethan. I'll figure the project out myself." The ruder she gets, the more he'll hate her for it. And once she landed this Sinclair deal for the family, the title of Mrs. Blackwood was as good as hers. A flicker of pride crossed her face as she strode out of Ethan's office, chin held high. More than a few employees watched her go with poorly concealed disdain. If Naomi were still here, this deal wouldn't be stuck in the mud like this. The whole floor had read the reports. Everyone knew Ethan was still legally married. And still, Chloe clung to him like nothing had changed. It didn't sit right with most of them.

Victoria stood a few steps away, supported by several of her old students. Her gaze sharpened. "Benjamin, you should recognize everyone behind me. They all attended your wedding with Winona. Since we're all here, why don't you explain why your wife suddenly changed from Winona Tucker to Emily Bell?" Benjamin's lips trembled, and he immediately looked away. "Mrs. Shore Senior, the past is the past. I didn't grow up with the same privilege as the Shore family. My achievements didn't come easily. You can't ruin everything for me."

"I really can't say no Nathan... You helped me and without you, I would have never been here. I'll help you." Nathan swore he heard his wife shrieked. He ignored it since it eas only the concern of a loving wife. She saw the rational, even if she wouldn't say it. "Thanks for taking care of my mother. How's she coping?" "Frankly, she's been withdrawn. She hits well but you know... She hardly talks and she spends a lot of her time upstairs." Rodriguez's wife stated. Nathan momentarily doubted who made his drink. "But she made this right?" He asked, raising his drink high for her to see what he was talking about.

Alva had followed him, and he didn't want to be too ruthless, but Alva herself didn't know how to cherish things. Recently, she had gone crazy, constantly trying to slander Amanda. Amanda, a familiar name. Adrian frowned slightly, his expression suddenly becoming serious. If he remembered correctly, Benjamin's wife's surname was Wilson. Could she be...? Adrian looked at the little girl in her arms. Everyone was saying that Benjamin was a doting father and a wife slave. Could she be his wife? Benjamin had become increasingly low-key in recent years, rarely bringing his wife out in public.

a woman whispered. "Yeah, haven't you met her yet?" another replied. "No, first time seeing her. What's she doing here?" "I guess playing the devoted wife and mother role." The whispers kept coming one after another, but none of them had the courage to actually talk to her. Alice Reed would show up any minute with her daughter, and everyone knew what would happen then. As Deanna settled on a bench, a woman approached her. "You're Daniel's wife?" she asked, looking straight at her.

said Benjamin, "Grandmother, why are you willing to trust Hazel , but you refuse to give Yvonne a chance?" Observing Benjamin's refusal to realize his mistakes, the furious Mrs. Lucas whacked him again. She said, "I don't care who you like or who you love, or if you can truly absorb my advice. In any case, I've said my piece. Hazel is your wife right now, so don't let me see any scandalous news between you and Yvonne again. Otherwise, you can forget about being part of the Lucas family!" "In that case, we'll get divorced," said Benjamin without any hesitation, "The truth is, we were already planning to do that before your birthday. We only put it on hold so that we could give you a good cele