Eunhyuk Wife Novels & Stories

When she entered, she was heartened to see him so engrossed in the little child, she smiled softly, his eyes fell on her as he whispered, "You woke up?" "It's fine." - Eun was now holding Taehyung's finger in her little hand, "You are again troubling my wife, cutie pie."- saying Taehyung again rocking her softly until she fall asleep, as she watched them. It's been 3 months Taehyung brought Eun from an orphanage; Neum put her in nearby orphanage before taking her own life. From that day she was living with us, I never knew Taehyung can go this well along with child, especially when it’s not his own.

a whisper comes out of her mouth. Mrs. Young scoffs and shakes her head before continuing. "I am your mother, Eun-Hee. I know when and where you have done everything." Mrs. Young's gaze is turning darker as she leans close to her daughter, making her gasp. "What you did is not acceptable, and what Jung-Won is doing. You deserve it." She downs her gaze being embarrassed about what she has done. Mrs. Young stops at her track when suddenly the door is wide open, revealing Soon-Ja and Jung-Won. Eun-Hee's eyes light up seeing her husband once again after a long night and the whole freaking day. She runs to him and hugs him tightly, snuggling her face into his chest while sobbing into his arms, ma

she finally let the word out. “Really Adina?” “Yes!!” she said again, this time a little louder. “Well sorry but I have to document this moment for future purposes Doc can you please make a video right now.” I said, which made everyone laugh. Well, the doc took my words seriously and brought out his phone to record. “So, Miss Adina Miller, would you do me the honor of being my wife again?” I asked “YES! Yes Tyson, I will.”

My eyes narrowed because of the news I've heard from my father. "Mian haeyo akka malhaji anh-ass-eoyo-naneun jinan myeochil dong-an bappassda. Iyun-aneun jigeum je anaeibinida. Geunyeoul ttal-eun nae uibus ttal-ibnida." Translated: "I'm sorry, I didn't tell you, earlier. I was busy these past few days. Lee Yoona is my wife now. Her daughter is my step-daughter."

Trying to put on a facial expression that it's really my first time seeing him. "Oh Mr. Ryeol, introduce him, he is Min Junho, my college friend in USA" said Janghyuk, letting me know that the friend Yuna meant was Janghyuk. "All right, excuse me," I said carefully. I see Mr. Ryeol has nodded, a sign to let me go now. But as soon as I turned around, a hand pulled me back. I turned my head to find Min Junho's sharp gaze who still couldn't believe what he was seeing right now. His wife, Kim Hana, is next to him as Lee Umji.

“It took you long enough to realize. Although you would have found out much earlier that your wife was the newly announced LG Group heir if you hadn't cut the call on me the last time we spoke.” For a moment, I thought I had misheard him. “What?” That was impossible. The Scarlett who begged for my attention, followed me around, and whom I barely gave a damn about inherited LG Group? That didn't make any sense. My grip tightened around my phone. “Where is she?” “You already know, Ethan. As a matter of fact, the whole world currently knows your wife is getting married to Adrian Hartley as we speak.”

At this point, it felt as though my heart had completely melted away, and I wished I could simply disappear. "Is this a joke? Are you kidding me?" Jeya reacted, raising an eyebrow. "Who's Greel?" Quinn inquired. "Buddy, is she really your wife?" Prick asked, his laughter mocking us, much to the discomfort of the two women. "No way! Is this a prank?" Jeya added. "Perhaps," Quinn replied. "This isn't a joke, guys. Grantt and Yongsann are truly married. It's been quite some time, about four years, I believe," Sian clarified. It was evident he was Grantt's childhood friend.

"Why did you say this, Chili? I like you because you are Cecilia. I'm seriously wanted to stay with you. Not just for my entertainment." "Then, if I'm not Cecilia, do you still like me?" His brain froze for several seconds. All he managed to said was, "What did… you mean?" "The truth is, I'm not Cecilia Lancia. My name is Han Ji Eun. An ordinary girl who come from South Korean, a country in another dimension. The reason why I'm here because I have to make amend for my previous action." She rose from her chair and bowed deeply. "I'm really sorry for giving you the troubles. You can reconsider our relationship. I will take all the responsibility because of deceiving you."

"How could she hit you so hard? And you just stood there and watched, Jesse. Have you forgotten Sinead is your wife?" I was already a little upset. "She has already married someone else with your approval. Have you forgotten that?" Sinead's mother choked on her words and fell silent. After a while, she spoke again. "But that wasn't real. It was only an act. You're the only one taking it seriously." I rolled my eyes. They had all treated those solemn wedding vows as an act, but I couldn't. In fact, I found it filthy. Besides, it had been five years, and they had never told me about Zachary.

Alexander moved even closer and held her waist bringing his mouth directly close to her ear. “A chance to keep your dads company name provoke me and I’ll buy it for the cheap price that is currently worth” The company workers have been getting inquiries from their friends and family about Alexander's wife, asking if they know who she is. Since the news about him has spread like wildfire, everyone is dying to know who the lucky woman to marry the billionaire is. Here’s a corrected version with minimal changes: One of the workers was passing by, saw the scene, and took a picture, happy that she had cracked the code on who Alexander Steele's wife is, and quickly shared it online. Before Charlot