Ceo Wife Novels & Stories

A woman, in the morning, was holding hands with the CEO in the car. He had never seen a woman within one meter of the CEO ever since he has worked for him, and it's been nearly five years! The secretary's heart was being shattered by all the commotion. Mr. Reyes pulled himself together and said, "This is Mrs. Kai. She is the CEO's wife." The CEO got married? When? Why is it that he didn't tell me anything about it? Is he going to be fired? If it were not for his professional dedication, which he developed over the years with Grayson, he would have jumped through the roof.

the secretary led her to the waiting area and brought her a cup of instant coffee. Scarlett sat on the sofa in the waiting area, flipping through a magazine out of boredom. She could faintly hear the two secretaries at the reception desk gossiping in low voices. One said, "Isn't the CEO's wife too young? I looked it up online; she seems to be born in '98, almost ten years younger than our CEO." The other lowered her voice, "Wasn't there a rumor about his illegitimate child recently? Our CEO's wife rose to power with her son; seems like having a baby is also a talent."

"Hey, Claire, why have you been off work for so long? Are you okay?" "Oh yeah, I got into a little accident, but I’m doing better now." "That’s good to hear. Did you hear? The CEO is actually married, and no one knew about it." "The CEO is married?!" Her heart almost jumped out of her chest at the thought that she had been discovered. "Yes. I told you he’d never look at women like us. Turns out he’s married to Charlotte Briggs. Not like anyone didn’t know those two would end up together anyway."

A woman was seated there. She had her head bowed and was sketching. When Renee noticed someone had entered, she politely nodded. “Hello, Mrs. King!" Most of the senior executives had encountered Renee before, unaware that she was the CEO's wife until news of Marcelo’s marriage had become public. Since then, they had addressed her as Mrs. King. Without interrupting their tasks, Renee quietly sketched her own design. Soon, word spread throughout KM Group that Marcelo’s wife was sketching in his office. Consequently, more senior executives visited Marcelo that afternoon.

The headlines screamed: “CEO’s Wife Caught Cheating with Holiday Lover.” I gasped. “No, no, no. This can’t be happening.”

I said to her. “I mean I was married to him but nobody is talking about the aftermath of the marriage. So please, I need a minute to myself,” I said and she nodded. “One hour,” she said, walking away, “one hour and I'm coming in here myself,” she closed the door behind her and I held the tablet in my hands. I tapped on a video, “the famous new female CEO who claimed she didn't have a relationship with Jacob Crane is married to him. A marriage certificate between the rivalry CEO surfaces today. We are still hoping for comments from both parties,” I stopped the video.

Gone were their confusions and everything only to be replaced by a huge shock that came out of nowhere. "I, as the CEO of Ash Corporations and the wife of President Mo, thank you all for being a part of our 1st marriage anniversary. And you all can expect my lawyers at your place within two hours to receive the gifts." As if one shock was not enough. Fuck! Who did she say she was? The C-CEO of A-A-Ash Corporations? The ingenious President Tang? The mysterious queen of the business world? The woman who was rumored to be old and ugly for she never showed up in the public?

"Good morning, Mr. and Mrs. Lowe!" The executives who had left earlier must have passed the news around, because now everyone knew who Ivy was. Employees whispered excitedly after they passed. "Wow, that's the CEO's wife? She's gorgeous!" "I looked her up online earlier. She's the daughter of the Quinn family, one of the wealthiest in the country. She's a well-known designer, too. Honestly, I fell for her before our CEO even saw her!" "How can anyone not fall for a woman like that?"

“My problem,” Clara said, her voice low and sharp like a knife in the dark, “is that I have a huge board meeting to get ready for. A three-hundred-million-dollar merger that’s hanging by a thread. And right now, the CEO’s wife is standing in my office wearing a fancy coat she probably paid for with the company card.” She stopped and looked me straight in the eyes. “The same wife who nearly ruined everything last night because she couldn’t stand seeing her husband talk to a business partner.”

She stormed past the reception desk, her heels clicking against the polished floor with determined fury. Each step toward the executive floor thudded inside her chest, louder, faster, until she could barely hear anything else. Heads turned as she passed—some startled, some curious. No one dared speak. Everyone knew who she was. The CEO’s wife. The woman who had stood beside Edwards when he had nothing. The one who had turned down her own career, postponed her dreams, given up nearly everything to become his support system. She was Mrs. Kale. And yet, as she stepped onto the executive floor, people whispered.