Esposa Novels & Stories

"Where is my husband?" "Well miss, how would I know where your husband is? Do I look like I keep track of missing people?" the woman replied to her. "Marissa! Why are you--" an old woman came out from the dirty kitchen, "oh dear, senyorita, you're already awake." "Senyorita?" Marissa looked at her. "What are you thinking, child! That's Senyorito Demi's wife!" scolded the old woman. "Huh!" Marissa turned pale and approached her, "oh dear, senyorita, I'm so sorry.. I thought-- sorry."

He said. "Stupid Amelia gave up." Said the woman. When I turned around I saw a tall, thin and beautiful woman. Black hair and brown eyes, very elegant. "Who is this girl?" She asked looking at me with a frown. "Mom, this is Eloíse Espinoza, my classmate. We're going to do a school project here." As he spoke, Harry looked nervous. Almost scared. "Pleased to meet you Miss Espinoza. I'm Brenda Barriere." I almost choked. What?! Brenda was the name of Julian's ex-wife. What the fuck was going on?

We broke from the hug and I couldn't keep my eyes off her, she looks so familiar,like I've seen her somewhere before but I can't put my finger on it. Just then mom,dad and Flynn came behind me. "Hey mom and dad,hello Flynn" my brother said hugging our parents and awkwardly waving at Flynn. Jayden isn't really a fun of Flynn,he says he is too perfect to be true but I always brush it off because I'm happy with him. "Oh my ,you must be Esperanza. I am Fernanda and this is my husband Gabriel,it is lovely to finally meet you. My son can't stop bragging about you"mom says and she turns red.

“Mamá, you shouldn’t be here. And you definitely shouldn’t be making demands about my marriage!” “I’m your mother! I have every right—” Marisa protested. “No. You don’t,” Alejandro said firmly. “This is my marriage. My life. My choice. Gabriella will never be my second wife because I don’t want a second wife. I have one wife—Amelia. That’s it.” Marisa’s face turned red with anger. “But the child—”

"We're sorry to inform you that your wife passed away this morning in a car accident." The room went completely quiet. "What?" "I'm very sorry, sir." "No." The word left my mouth before I even thought about it. "No, you've got the wrong person." "Are you Mr. Adrian Hayes?" "Yes, but..." "Is your wife's name Aysha Hayes?" My mouth opened. Nothing came out for a moment. "Sir, are you still there?" "That's impossible." I looked beside me. Mira lay asleep with her back turned to me, the blanket pulled up to her shoulder. I quickly looked away and pushed the thought aside.

Sia asked. "No querida, nada. (No dear, nothing)." She sighed. "Don't you worry dear, I'd talk to Miguel about it, maybe he can do something," Sia added. "Graçias Sia," Zoëlla said. "Mi Amor," Luciano said hugging his 3-month-old pregnant wife from behind as she smiled. "Querido, how was work?" She questioned. "Estuvo Bien. What of you? Didn't you go to work today?" He asked taking a carton of blackberry juice from the fridge as his wife prepared dinner.

And my mate had been taken. finis

Elias and I followed at the natural distance of adults supervising without hovering. "She talks to strangers," I said. "I've tried to address this." "She talked to me." "You're her father." "She didn't know that when she told me her rabbit's full name." "Clover Beatrice Ellison." I shook my head. "I don't know where Beatrice came from." "She has good instincts." He glanced at me sideways. "About people." "Don't make that about me." "I wasn't." But he was almost smiling.

I read the caption before focusing on the actual image itself. ‘IS IT OVER FOR MILLIONAIRE ADRIAN COLE AND HIS BASIC WIFE ISABELLA HAYES’S MARRIAGE?’ ‘ ADRIAN SPOTTED WITH A STUNNING WOMAN AT THE VIVA LA PASION.’ The caption was devastating to read, but it wasn’t the worst thing to come from the post.

He finally answered. There’s nothing more than she’d want more. She is happily married. She has a loving husband and a great son, lives in a beautiful house, and has a fulfilling job that she wouldn’t exchange for the world. No one is perfect. Thus, no life is perfect too but her whole life has been bliss since she met Jack three years ago. “Mommy.” Elias was holding his stuffed toy. His hair was messy and he was trying to open his sleepy eyes. “Did Daddy leave already?”