Darling Wife Novels & Stories

He could not let the little fairy fall into a mishap. Darryl raised his head and answered in a snap, "Uh… she is my wife." "Pfft..." The little fairy blushed. She spat at Darryl and protested, "Who’s your wife?" Darryl was too shameless, he was really bad! Darryl let out a sly laugh and said to Sloan, “Sister Sloan, I'm sorry. My wife has a bad temper and she often fights with me. What a shame to be doing that in front of you."

"You unworthy riffraff! I can see you've grown wings", Mrs Caroline, my mother in-law snapped, focusing every ounce of her strength as she addressed me with disdain. "Who gave you the right to talk to my daughter in such manner? Because we gave you the privilege to sit at table with us?" ~~~~~~~~ Bella's only mistake in life was offering herself as Alex's bride after Linda, his betrothed, ditched him on their wedding day. She thought it was an opportunity for the man she's always loved since college, to finally notice her and fall for her. But her fantasy crumbled into three years of being treated like trash by a husband who saw her as nothing but a st

He was clean shaven and had a stout appearance. "Darren, have you seen the news?" A beautiful woman in her mid fifties, walked down from the spiral staircase into the living room. She's obviously his wife. Darren closed the papers and adjusted his crossed his legs even better on the couch. He dropped his teacup on the glass table and removed his glasses. Now watching as his wife approached him, he said. "Is this about Adele?" The woman was slightly taken aback by his calm demeanour over a matter as this. Especially since she just couldn't comprehend why their eldest daughter would do such a thing.

"You're not Vivian. You're the de‍bt​. You're‌ the greed⁠ tha‍t my‌ mother tried to plant in‍ her. But you⁠'re not my wife." V‌’s⁠ face twisted into a m‌ask of pure rage. "You choose h‌er? This weak, c‍rying girl? She wi‌ll destroy you‌, Darlin‌gton! She h‍as the Thorne blood! She‍ will bankru‌pt you just to prove a point!" "⁠Then let us be poor t⁠ogether,‍" D‍arlingt‍on said.

Without a word, my mother, Jane, set her wine glass down with a sharp clink. My father, Robert, sneered and dabbed the corners of his mouth with quiet elegance. “Catherine, that’s an interesting way to put in. Since when does putting on a show mean dragging her husband’s dignity through the mud? Haven’t you seen the entertainment headlines recently? “We haven’t exactly come out of this unscathed, have we? “She even skipped this meal and had dinner with a young actor. Who is she trying to embarrass?” Catherine’s face instantly turned deathly pale.

"Jerome, you can't be this cold. Talia's your wife! You're really sending her to prison yourself? Without her, these kids won't have a mother!" It made my stomach turn. Now he just said it out loud—she's my wife. No shame. I almost wanted to slap myself for bringing him into her life. "You good? Talia's your wife. Your kids' mom. What's she got to do with me? You wanted what wasn't yours. You stabbed me in the back. Now you pay." As they dragged Talia off, she twisted back and spat, "I put up with being your wife for seven years—that's more than you deserved. You think you're some prize?

But for the first time since their marriage began, she hadn't felt like a stranger sharing his house. She had felt... chosen. Carefully, she slipped out of bed, making sure she didn't wake him. She paused at the bedroom door and looked back one last time. "Sleep a little longer," she whispered. Then she quietly left. *** The kitchen smelled of fresh coffee twenty minutes later. Jessica wasn't much of a cook, but she knew enough to prepare breakfast. Eggs. Toast. Fresh fruit. Nothing fancy. Just normal. Something married couples did.She found herself smiling again. Maybe this could be a new beginning.

“Cullen just died, didn't he?” “The news is true. You didn't love your husband. You're only after his fortune,” the woman in front of me accused. She gave Darcy a disgusted look. “Can't you grieve for a while?” “My husband is dead. Sinclair is single. What is wrong with our marriage?” Darcy stated. “Being married is better than having a mistress, screwing a secretary, or having an affair with a sister-in-law.” She popped food into her mouth casually. “What did you say?” The man on my right glared at her.

Dani: I guess we can't stop (laughs) I'm so used to referring to him as my husband. Damien: Yeah, I'm so used to calling her my wife infront of everyone. Friends and family and acquaintances and clients and even strangers. Just everyone. The past five months have been the most blissful because of my wife. People say that marriage is hard all the time. But it's so easy with her. I like doing dishes with her as we talk about anything and everything. I like having someone to hold when it's cold at night. I like having someone to have breakfast with. I like having someone to eat chicken with on the floor. I like having someone to cook for and watch their face beam after the first bite. I just li