Chasing After My Wife Novels & Stories

She doesn’t stir. I get on the other side of the bed, slipping my trousers off and keeping my boxers on. I would love to wrap my arms around her, but I don’t touch her. I set my alarm for six. Chase Warren has been losing this marriage in slow motion for a year. Somebody is going to be there to catch her when it finally lands. It might as well be me. I close my eyes and go to sleep.

I looked up at the woman I had become. This was Chase's wife, the wife who stayed at home living a life of leisure while he worked, this was the woman that loved him more than her last breath and this was the woman that looked up at him like he was her whole life in one picture. All I wanted to do was tear it all off, smear the makeup off my face and pull my hair out of the slick ponytail it was shaped in. But I had to do this.

She deliberately made everything sound simple, as if her desire to return to work was merely because she was bored at home. After lunch was over, Nora said goodbye. Javier still had a meeting with a buyer from France, so he couldn’t escort her himself. “Adrian,” Javier called. His assistant immediately entered. “Yes, sir?” “Escort my wife to the car and make sure she’s all right.” “You don’t need to—” “I do,” Javier interrupted immediately. “She’s my wife. I want to make sure she’s all right. I trust Clara, but there’s no harm in having Adrian accompany you two as well.”

She patted him on the shoulder, hard enough to make him move a little. "She'll just leave you anyways." He glared at me but I didn't care, I was checking my nails. I need a new color and touch up. "I'll chase her. Done it before and I'll do it again." Az stepped a little closer to the guy, giving an uncanny smile to him. "The fuck, what's you're deal?" He backed up but she kept close to him. "You asked my wife out, thinking your shrimp dick is gonna entice her to cheat for a solid 3 minutes? You're out of your mind." I laughed and grabbed the stroller, ready to leave the dickwad behind.

He turns his head away, turning to look at Grace. His fingers quietly wrap around my open thigh, and he squeezes in an almost comforting manner, I’m about to say something but he completely ignores me, Grace standing up and walking through the doors. “I’ll be right back” he quips standing up and chasing after Grace, again like a lost puppy. I can feel everyone’s eyes on me, my husband just chased after a woman, what do I do? I quickly stand up, heading after them, the cobblestone pathway is partially dark but I catch their figures at the end of the room, a car pulls up at the entrance and Grace enters the car followed by

"I heard she's just a sex slave." "Why is she so important then? Why are we running ourselves ragged for some nobody?" "I don't know. But I'm exhausted. My wife is pregnant. Due any day now. And I'm out here chasing ghosts." "She's probably dead already. Probably got eaten by rogues or fell off a cliff or something." "Good riddance if you ask me. Not worth all this trouble." Rage exploded through me white-hot and blinding. My tail whipped out faster than thought and caught one of them across the face.

Chris gazed at her with a mixture of irritation and frustration. “Are you kidding me right now? What rock have you been hiding under. No, seriously, what planet have you been living on. Chase’s wedding is in a week. It’s literally everywhere, the newspapers, magazines, TV shows, so don’t even try to feed me those lines about how you were unaware he has another woman in his life”, he said.

We are not aware some people in the house saw us chasing each other in the hallway of our floor. "It's your fault hon! Can you please run faster? You need to do more exercise to have the stamina!" She teases walking slowly and swaying her hips. Damn it! She's a fucking tease huh! I laughed but the happiness emitting in my heart is unexplainable now that she's totally back. I don't need to tell her everything piece by piece. We can back to ourselves and deal together with what is happening. "Your a tease my lovely wife. You will regret that when I catch you!" I shouted back. She giggled before replying.

I always imagine myself being kissed by him and I forgot that he will never love me. All this time, I thought we were something. I thought he already loved me. I'm just assuming things, now he's in front of me, mad at me. I can't stand seeing myself treated like trash, I stand up and gather some strength to finally left our home. I consider myself his wife the moment I married him, but it felts like he never treated me the way he should treat his wife. I touch my tummy, Baby it's alright we can live without your father. I've gone enough, he's being too much. I'm sorry but I did my best, I'm already tired of chasing after him.

The sound coming from the music background seemed to fade away as I get closer to her direction and just when I was inches away from the stage, I intentionally grabbed her smooth long leg. I want this toy to play with me. As soon as my hands landed at her foreleg, the woman stepped backward and seductively made her way towards the backstage leaving me behind. What the fuck? Another woman emerged out from the other side of the room however; it was not the same as her. My hand turned into a fist. I want her bad; I will get what I want. “Where is your manager?” I shouted atop of my lungs.