Estranged Wife Novels & Stories

I preferred the romantic lure of a cinema but Lester said that entertainment was a waste of resources and only unreasonable people went to watch movies. When our marriage became estranged, he started ditching me for golf with so called business partners. Business partners that probably never existed. Since I reunited with my brothers, we usually have brunch at Nolan’s place with Derrick doing the cooking. Fredrick had already texted me a remainder to come over to Nolan’s place.

“That isn’t the end of it. I am worried about the kind of environment my precious daughter is going to grow up in. Unfortunately, my ex-wife connived with my ally.” “For years, the two packs have been at war with each other. I would spare everyone the details of that. “I was utterly surprised when I got news that my estranged wife was found with my ally. Not only that, she took our young daughter there and has continually maltreated her,” I said, shaking my head in dismay. I closed my eyes tightly pretending like I was refusing to allow a drop of tears to roll down my face. “A few weeks ago, I was going through the pack’s financial files because of the financi

When I emerged, a security officer handed me a tablet. The footage was clear. Charlotte and Marianna arguing. Charlotte striking first. The struggle that sent them both into the water. And then, Charlotte pulled herself out, looking back at my drowning wife, and deliberately walking away. Rage burned through me, cold and clarifying. "Where is she?" I demanded. "Ms Woldrick? She left, sir. Headed straight." I knew exactly where she'd go, the same place she always went when she needed to escape quickly. Her family's lake house was just fifteen miles east.

“Denying wanting to appear in the newspaper’s front page with you as your desperate ex-wife…?” “Not ex,” he gritted out. “We’re still married.” “Fine,” she exhaled deeply, but her voice was a bit tighter, thicker than before. “Estranged for the past one month, then, either way, I’m confused.” “And why is that?” Adrian raised an eyebrow at her.

This girl was doing everything it takes to frustrate him. “ Shut your mouth, Natasha. We never come here together. Never!! I still don't how you got the passcode.” If it wasn't for two reasons known to me, I would have slapped her hard across the face. Who was she calling a total stranger? “ Hello? You are the stranger here. I'm his wife, so please get lost.” I pick up the towel and kept running it through my hair. It was still wet. “ I'm going home, Jason. Enjoy your day at work.”

She was sympathetic towards me when she heard the sad turn out of events that left me broken but probably stronger. Although all this was in the past, it seemed almost impossible to be completely erased from my memory. Every painful and happy moment in the mansion made me realize that I was strong for handling it all and still standing strong at the end of the day. "Braden's old wife showed up from nowhere after many years of abandoning her family and now she is trying to claim Braden and Vanessa back. Yes, I understand that Vanessa is her biological child and Braden is legally married to her but she has lost the right to come back into their lives.

Evelyn said to me. “Yes, I am! Can’t I come here? As far as I know, your husband invited me.” I cursed her. “If you’re not my wife’s cousin’s wife, I might mistake you for my wife’s other woman.” “Excuse me, Evelyn! Even if I’m not the wife of your husband’s cousin, I’m not like anyone else who will do everything just so that she can have the man she likes.” “Are you referring to me?” “Did I mention a name? Did you get hit?”

Wendy’s grandmother said. Natalia let the woman in, only because wasting time to argue would make her lose time and Delilah had to be with someone quickly. She also knew that the woman would not go if she was asked to. That was now stubborn she was. “I am sorry. I knew about my grand daughter and your husband— I mean, ex-husband—” Natalia shook her head and gave a small smile. “Late ex-husband.” The older woman’s eyes widened. “What? How? What happened to him?”

“I am not ready.” I made her wait until I was done foaming the body wash on her delicate shoulders, then I gathered her hair in my fists and applied shampoo. When my silence greeted her, she looked at me over her shoulder. Her pissed face and red angry eyes glared at me. “If you want a child so much then why don’t you fuck some other woman and build a family with her. Why are you so adamant on tormenting me? First you stalked me, married me against my will and now you want to impose a child on me?” She blurted. Her lips wobbled. “I am your wife for fucks sake not a damn breeder.” Her eyes full of sweet anger. I agonised day and night to see her emotions other than fear—even if it was her ang