Diapered Wife Novels & Stories

Natalia asked, holding her chest in mockery of her former self. “He does not realise that my husband has not done anything wrong! Instead, he is here, acting like a donkey. A very brave donkey, but foolish all the same. If I was not with Noah, maybe I would—” She cut herself off with a long suffering sigh. “Ah, I should not be thinking in such a manner. It would not do to be so greedy when the man of my dreams is already the man I’m married to. Obese people always want more cake and people with anorexia always want to get thinner. Too much of one thing and everyone dies. I am fine the way I am.

he protested. "Well..you don't feel it?" Alex pouted. “Earlier… it was reported… you hugged your client… it could make your image worse… when the client is hugged like that… too much skin-ship.” "Well.. you don't know? She's traumatized! Her husband turned gay? She Already has three children…and her husband wants to take custody of them…yes, it's stressful being a wife like that. Then she doesn't have a job, what's wrong with me protecting her from journalists…it's not my business to be an asshole or not, but human…how you can just watch a girl being treated by her own husband like that. Luckily I didn't scream in the media, that Dedy, the famous artist, is gay! After this, I want to take Di

she told her husband while pointing at their son's pampers. "Oh my God..." Luis sighed resignedly when found out why his wife called him, it turned out that the woman had told him to throw their son's excrement into the trash because every day there would be a janitor who took their garbage. Reya laughed softly seeing that her husband could only surrender to his orders, she could throw away the used diapers herself, but she just wanted to know if her husband was willing to help her even in small things, and it turned out that her husband was willing without arguing first. Grateful that during their married life until they had a child, her husband was willing to work together to take care of

Jea slammed his palms on his office desk! "I'm a married man you punk and to a woman. ...Our marriage is a secret because she's an A-listed actress... Becanny Daiport." Dr. Jea yelled at him, then in a lower tone of voice he said to him and told him who his wife is and stated her name.

It seemed to me that I was wrong, very wrong too. “This, my beloved wife, is how we celebrate a Capo dei Capi’s wife. While our marriage is not the most ideal, we still have our ways before constituting the marriage.” Diablo said, making my eyes widen in surprise. He looked at me and smirked before looking at his parents from a distance. “At least, that is what they’re going to believe.”

“I’m his wife. Mother of his two kids.” The floor seemed to tilt beneath my feet. For a moment, everything went silent except for the low hum of the TV. My chest tightened painfully. “His… wife?” I whispered, looking at Richard. “You’re married?” He wouldn’t meet my eyes. The woman his wife stepped closer, her expression twisting into disgust. “Oh, come on. Don’t pretend you didn’t know. You think a man like him doesn’t have a family? The late nights, the ‘business trips’… you really thought you were special?”

They never lasted, and they never even got to the stage of being his wife—even if it was a fake one, but I did. It felt like an achievement. It was like doing reputational insurance that other women never got to experience. “I'm his first wife,” I repeated it to myself like I was casting some evil spell. “I'm his first wife.” It was indeed an achievement. I buried myself in those thoughts till darkness covered the sky and I didn't even realise. That evening, Alex got back happy. It was a rare scenario. “My beautiful darling,” he uttered. My brows were furrowed in confusion. He never added any endearments to my calling.

In this unexpected twist, they discovered an opportunity to heal, to forge a deeper bond, and to provide their daughter with the love and support she deserved. Together, they embarked on a journey of discovery, a journey to honor the memory of Jacob's late wife and to nurture their daughter's growth. They became a united front, navigating the challenges of co-parenting with unwavering dedication and love. Every decision was made with their daughter's best interests at heart, as they strived to create a harmonious environment where she could thrive.

“CEO Damian Kade Can't Keep His Hands Off His Wife.” I scrolled further, my stomach twisting tighter with every headline. “CEO Damian Kade Accompanies Wife To Doctor's Appointment — Doting Husband Alert.” “Damian Kade Proves Love Still Exists.” “Should We Start Calling Him A Woman Wrapper? The Way He Looks At Her Is Everything.” The comments were even worse. “He looks at her like she hung the moon. I'm sobbing.” “Whoever this mystery wife is, she is the luckiest woman alive.” “Mr kade still hasn't shown her face and honestly the mystery is making this even more romantic somehow??”

“You didn’t tell me you were back. I would’ve picked you up.” “I wanted to surprise you,” she said, her voice cultured and smooth. “I’ve been busy these days.” As if remembering she was next to him, he released Diana’s hands and drew Everleigh to his side. “Dianna, this is Everleigh Griswold, my wife and mate. Everleigh, this is Diana Warner, an old friend.” Diana extended her hand, and Everleigh shook it. “Your wife and mate?” Everleigh was sure that the woman was shocked. Why was she clueless? Had Rufus hidden her and their boys from his mistress?