Exposed Wives Novels & Stories

During my baby's sip-and-see, I spotted my wife kissing her crush in the nursery, even though she had once said that both the baby and I were her greatest blessings. I squashed down my anger and took several photos. During the celebration, the photographer asked me to move closer so we could take a family portrait, but I declined. "The baby isn't mine. I'm an outsider, so I won't be in the picture." While everyone stared at me in confusion, I displayed the photos of their affair on the big screen.

she opened first page which had a family photo, there were new three familiar figures in it. "This is Lavanya, Angesh's wife and one word is enough to describe her, bitch. She is exact female replica of him, she has multiple outside affairs but he cares least as she doesn't stop him from getting his ways out, no matter which girl he messes with, a shit example of an open marriage” disgust and anger were dripping from her voice, her nose scrunched in feeling sick at them before adding “But they are afraid of tarnishing their lovey-dovey couple image. If you want, you can use it. The next page contains the names of all those with whom they have affairs, whether it was a one-night stand or a mo

“And what about your ex-wife, Edward? The media is saying she’s back. Are we just supposed to ignore that too?” My stomach twisted into a hard knot in my gut. Of fucking course that’s where they would all start at. “Where’s my ex-wife?” I said. My voice was flat. “I don’t know. We’re done. It’s why she’s an ex. We don’t relate anymore.” Across the room, the whispers erupted like tiny fires sparking: people at other tables firing questions; reporters across camera-filled rooms asking for clarity on any number of issues, but my attention strayed to a familiar face peering from behind an open door. Eloise, blotting out anything else.

Her phone lit up again. I walked over. On the screen was a preview of WhatsApp notifications: James: [Your husband came today, I’m so scared. [Will he hurt our child? [When are you coming to see Noah? He says he misses his Mom.] The shower was silent.

I leaned forward until our knees almost touched. “I’m here,” I said slowly, “to build a legacy, one that requires the right allies. I am no body's aunty” Her jaw softened. She relaxed again. Hooked again. But she wasn’t done. “Have you heard of the ‘exclusive wives’ club’?” Georgina asked suddenly. She said the words like they were sacred. I blinked in surprise. “I’ve heard rumors,” I replied. “What kind of rumors?” “That it exists only for the wives of powerful men,” I murmured. “That the club controls political access, finances, marriages… even divorces.”

And that's what this is all about. "You're the one crazy here!" I retorted. "You bitch! Stay away from him or I'll make your life hell!" She snarled. Layla came behind me glaring at Paisley. "Oh look, it's the other slut, you animals!" She is one crazy lady. "Oh. I should probably tell you this." She said before we could reply. "I'm pregnant, and it is Xavier's."

“So… congrats on your new accomplishment, this means I’ve gotten a new hangout spot whenever I’m stressed.” “Speaking of being stressed, what do you do?” “Well, I’m a manager at the famous M’Hotels, and I’m doing pretty great. “ “Really?” “Yeah really.” “How about you join me as my wife, let’s rule this large empire together.” I was dumbfounded for a little while. Did I just hear him correctly? “What?” “Yes Adina, make me the happiest man on earth and be my wife, you should know how long I’ve bottled this inside, and now I’m coming in the open to say this…”

"I'm Nancy, honey. I'm his wife." "Ex-wife," Caleb growls out. The sound is raw, feral, and vibrating with a level of pure hatred I have never heard from him before. "The papers were finalized four years ago, Nancy. You have no right to use that word, and you have no right to be in this city."

No one dared question her. Two days later, the results came in. They dragged in a former hotel security guard—flew him back from some town miles away to the Bureau. The second he heard how bad this could get, he went pale and cracked. "Two months ago, I was outside Ms. Sweeney's office. Heard her arguing on speaker. Sounded like her husband's grandfather. He had proof—her affair, a kid—and wanted to expose her, make his grandson divorce her." I watched the recording, fists clenched so tight my fingers went white.

It was such a fun moment. I was still glancing through the pictures when a notification popped up above the screen, catching my attention. Then I tapped on the news app, just out of habit. I wasn’t expecting to see what I did. But there it was. "Gold-digger CEO Wife Exposed: From Marital Scandal to Seduction Scheme." "Sources Confirm Elle Orlando Slept Her Way Into Billionaire Marriage" "Ex-Husband Speaks: 'She Betrayed Me For Power'" I froze.