Estranged Wife Novels & Stories

"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?

After Dominic Hatch loses his memories, he refuses to believe that I'm his wife. "If you really are my wife, why is it that there aren't any photos of us together?" I explain to him that he doesn't like taking photos. That's why we didn't even have a wedding portrait of us. But soon, Dominic digs out nine thick and heavy photo albums from a hidden compartment in his safe. The main characters in those albums are him and another unfamiliar woman. There are countless photos documenting their journey—from they were still children to when they had completely grown up. The pure and innocence on their faces slowly give way to the sappy love and affection they have for each other. In fact, Domi

“I can’t do this.” Walking out is not even an option. She has to ask her estranged husband to drive her back to Preston’s place because this place is in the middle of nowhere. She hasn’t stayed there for over twenty-four hours. She's basically an intruder. Who knows what those guards would do to her?

My work badge, my access card, and even my personal mobile phone were all confiscated. If they were able to find even the slightest evidence, I would be grounded for life. I didn't know how I walked out of the company office building. I went home feeling dazed. When I opened the door, what I saw was just an empty apartment. There was a file on the empty table. It was a divorce agreement. I opened it with trembling hands. The agreement was pretty clear. My wife wanted to divorce me, and I was to leave with nothing. The reason for the divorce was that I was disloyal and made a terrible mistake that ruined the reputation of our family.

It was stupid, I know, but that’s how stupid I was for my husband. “Don’t do this to me, Justin. I am your wife. You should stick with me for better or worse, that’s what our vows are.” I pleaded before Justin, even kneeling on my knees as I cried before him. But Justin refused to speak to me anymore. Instead, he called upon the security personnel to take me away. “Take her out of here, quickly. She’s no longer my wife from this day forward. And she’s no longer allowed to be anywhere near me. Because seeing her only reminds me how foolish I was to even marry someone like her.” Justin said with a tinge of disgust in his every word. Following that, he turned his back on me as the security took

With Alice clinging to him? Nothing. Instead, it was Lucia's face that hit him. Her lips. That sweet, lingering taste... He jerked to his feet. Alice stumbled back into the seat, eyes wide with shock. Jared's voice went ice-cold. "Who said I'm divorcing Lucia? Until I sign those papers, she's still my wife." And with that, he stormed out—leaving Alice pale, speechless, and alone. *** Jared burst through the front door. "Lucia! Lucia, come out!" he shouted, voice echoing through the house.

“You’re drunk. You don’t know what you’re saying.” “I know exactly what I’m saying.” He reached for me, his hand closing around my wrist. “Come here.” I tried to pull away. His grip tightened. “Jason, let go.” “Why?” He pulled me closer. I could smell the whiskey on his breath, thick and sour. “Why won’t you let me touch you? You’re my wife.” “You don’t want to touch me. Go and touch her instead." His eyes narrowed. “Her?” “Your freaking mistress.Get out of my room.”

"My marriage is none of your business. Jesse, why are you walking with her?" I motioned for Margaret to come with me and prepared to leave. "She helped me, and we're going to eat. As for you, my dear ex-wife, it would be better if you didn't come." Sinead froze at that title. Right then, her phone rang urgently. She picked it up and saw that it was Zachary. In that brief moment, Margaret and I had already gotten into the car and left. Sinead could not catch up even if she wanted to.

“ Mrs Gray” I bit hard on my lips until I couldn't feel the pain anymore. I was more or less Mrs Gray, seeing that Richard hasn't signed yet. I was his estranged wife anyway. Still his. “I must commend your husband's resilience, I haven't seen anyone who wanted to stay alive like he did. A lot of people would have given up the ghost but even when he was being wheeled into the theater. He kept apologizing, saying sorry” “ Sorry?” My mind ran to when he had also apologized, he had kept saying it with a tear slipping down his cheek and now, I was tempted to know what exactly he was hiding.