Estranged Wife Novels & Stories

And I used to confidently say no one knew my wife better than I did. I can’t believe I was wrong. This stranger is not the woman that I married. After changing into regular clothes, eating dinner, and getting some personal work done, and she still wasn’t home, I finally decided enough was enough. I needed to call Isabella and figure out where the hell she was. Her answer was disappointing. Why the hell would she be at the old bridge? She’s such an attention seeker. Trying to freak me out, and get me to run after her like some loser in love. Well, I won’t fall for it.

“We’ll have to rely on you to take care of our lady boss for now.” “No need to thank me. I’m just doing my job.” As I circled back to my desk and sat down, a thought struck me. My gaze flicked up to Everett, sharp as a scalpel. “But seriously… isn’t it strange how your wife and her friend seem so… distant with you? And who brings someone to the hospital in the middle of the night when they’re burning up? Where were you?” My eyes narrowed. “Tell me the truth. Is she even really your wife?”

“You did.” “There’s no way out,” he cut me off, his tone final. “I warned you yesterday, but you still chose this. So if you’re thinking of coming up with some excuse to get out of it—don’t bother. For the next ten months, you are my wife. And that’s final.” I stared at him, my brain struggling to keep up. “This doesn’t make sense. Getting married to a stranger? That’s insane.” He leaned forward, his elbows resting on his knees. “Evelyn Ateya Wangari. Only daughter. Lost your mother when you were seven. Works for Jade Jewelry, marketing, and production. Dated some guy who betrayed you last night—with your best friend.”

She accepts me for who I am, a dangerous man, the devil’s incarnate. As I was still standing there, my phone began to ring. I clenched my fist in annoyance, who chose such impeccable time to call? It was one of my security guys back at home. I placed the phone to my ear. “Whatever you have to say, better be worth it or you will lose all five of your fingers tonight!” I growled. “Boss… Your wife is sneaking out of the estate.” His words caught me by surprise. “What?” “Yes Sir. She is heading for the gate through the back, what should we do?”

"You're just an outsider who satisfies my husband's desires. Without my consent, your so-called legitimate marriage would never exist." "You!!!" Ester exclaimed in frustration. Her eyes widened in disbelief. Her breath was heavy, and she felt the urge to slap the woman standing in front of her. Even her finger was still pointing there. "Never forget that I picked you up from the street." Chloe quickly lowered her hand. She tried hard to suppress her anger. Ester's words became more and more unbearable day by day. Not to mention, her ears were not yet deaf to hear the intimacy that happened between her husband and this serpent woman.

(Ernesta POV) It's been five years since I left home with a pregnant belly, but the number of times I've been back to the Willems family can only be counted on my fingers. Why? Because the so-called 'my relatives', just want to take advantage of me or take advantage of my son, there is no such thing as familial affection between them and me. They know what Larissa has, know what she can give me, so they want from me and take advantage of her.

Chichi immediately stops her "Oh No! Don't go that lane Tade, it's not fair" Tade continues "You watched her judging me about my life and you are here telling me it's not fair? So you think I will be this troubled and keep my man standing if he was my sugar daddy?" she storms to the door angrily and opens it "This man standing here is my HUSBAND!! My Estranged husband! Who ran off a month after our wedding! The man I just told you girls about? That's him!" Tade tears up and her voice becomes soft "that's the beast that shattered my world!" her two friends became apologetic instantly and rushed to hug her. They stood by her as she faced him "Hello Jide, what are you doing in my house?"

" Yes, you don't consider me as your wife, if you had considered me then you would have given me little liberty. Why I am caged in here? at least I can go outside this building to roam in the garden or other floors of this building but no. I am ought to live in here like a prisoner! even though I am the wife of this building's owner but have to live here like a prisoner. I don't like the look which your helpers pass to me, I don't want them to pity me. I am mistress of this house and I want my place here like I deserve after being your wife. Why I can't talk to my family? why we are still stranger? you know everything about me but for me, It is a distant thing to know about you. When I even

the older woman narrowed her gaze, “then what exactly do you think will happen after the marriage?” Vanessa grabbed her bag roughly. “I didn’t come here to be blamed.” “If you want your child acknowledged as the Ashcroft heir,” Margaret replied coldly, “then don’t let Leonard fall into another woman’s arms.” The words landed like a slap across Vanessa’s face. She said nothing more. Instead, she turned and stormed out with fury written all over her expression. A few moments later, Margaret was left alone in the sitting room. The older woman’s gaze slowly sharpened.

"Vivi, don't be scared. We're here. He won't dare do anything to you." "Don't think we're afraid of you. We're just worried about Vivi!" The live stream chat cursed my entire family tree. "Damn it! This is so disgusting. Can't we call the police and get him arrested? Vivian has done so much for him, and now that she's sick, he keeps dragging his feet." "We are more reliable than her own husband. He just stands there watching while strangers have to break in to save her. Don't just curse him out, everyone. Convince Vivian to give up on this worthless husband."