Fiction Made Me His Wife Novels & Stories

"Why are you so worked up about it? She's not even your fake wife yet. And you don't find her hot while I do. So it won't be a big deal if I ...." "Don't even complete those words if you don't want to see your teeth on the floor" I told him. Derek burst out laughing. "Fine. You can have her all to yourself. Good night brother!" Derek said and swaggered out of my room. I frowned and took a big gulp of the wine. That woman Carmen is just my fake wife. She's a woman I am hiring to play the role of my wife because I need to be on the list of the richest men in the world this year. Nothing more...

I was amazed that my mom finally agreed even though I already lied to Adriana that she already agreed. “Thanks mom, I'll be home tonight.” I said to her and ended the call. “Prepare, I'll be there till my wedding day.” I said to my Secretary and continued my journey to the room. “Finally she listened to me.” I muttered tiredly as I laid on the bed. I stretched my hand and grabbed a picture of my wife. “I miss you everyday.” I said calmly as I sat up on my head. The thought of the fake marriage makes me feel like I'm betraying her, but I can't help the situation right now. I just have to get a lady that'll stand in as a wife.

My heart leapt—I braced for the concrete to meet me—when a strong arm caught me instead. I looked up, startled, and my breath caught in my throat. Him. I jerked my gaze away instantly, pulling upright. Adjusting the strap of my dress where it had slipped off my shoulder, I tried to compose myself. “W-Were you following me? Where’s your WIFE?” I asked sharply, spitting out the last word like venom. We were so close I could feel the heat of him, dangerously close to leaning into his chest. “Apparently,” he said smoothly, “my fake wife is off somewhere looking for a date. While I’d much rather go home with my real wife.”

“I will use you to force him to divorce his wife. His real wife.” I stared at him with a mixed emotion. This man was messing with my sanity. Slowly, I lifted my chin. “I am his real wife,” I said quietly. “And nothing you can say will convince me otherwise.” Xavier frowned. “Is it really possible…” he searched my gaze with narrowed eyes “...that you did not know?” he added to his earlier words I shook my head. “There is nothing to know! You made a terrible mistake!” “I couldn’t understand why he would pretend to marry you like this. But if you didn’t know he already had a wife…”

“Not so fast, you need to give us the details on how you were able to pull this off.” “Yeah…” the others added, nodding eagerly Martin leaned back, shaking his head, “She wasn't hard to fool. I told her what she wanted to hear, played the lover boy until she agreed to become my wife. And for all I know, she believes I am the perfect husband, the one she brags about to her friends.” As the laughter grew louder, my breath ceased. Each word felt like I was being stabbed with a knife. I felt a sharp ache replace the love I once felt.

"Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! It hurts! Let me go!" In the meantime, Mia played the footage for the middle-aged woman. "Here's the truth." From the footage, she could see her husband entering the store with another lady holding hands to purchase a bracelet. It was the exact same design as hers! Mia recounted, "Your husband bought it from Martiana, but he gifted it to the mistress. Since you might smell the rat from his large expenses, he gave you a fake one to cover his deeds." Realizing the truth, the middle-aged woman began throwing punches at her husband. "Explain to me this instant! Who's that vixen in the footage!"

I covered my mouth, ashamed after saying the last words. I shouldn't even call myself Felix's wife because our marriage is all a mirage. Felix noticed how shameful I became after saying those words and he laughed. “ Why are you ashamed to call yourself my wife, Ever?" he rubbed my back affectionately” Look, I don't care if this is all fake or maybe it is to make Cylde jealous but listen to me, from tomorrow onwards, you will become Mrs Foster my wife, and there's no going back” Felix replied, but I was already cold from the shame, so I stood up from his leg, but he pulled back.

“Your fiancé was at my house last night.” It was strange, he’d told her he had an errand to run. Unless he was seeing his cousin’s wife? “Look, I don’t care if you’re sleeping with Timothy “she said quickly putting up a hand when she saw the woman’s eyes widen in shock “I don’t intend to consummate the damn sham marriage. Because that’s what it is a fake marriage, a mistake! “Take it easy, honey. Relax. God forbid I ever...!” she made a disgusted face and pretended to retch. “He was having a conversation with Hamlet, my husband, his cousin.”

“Stacy, stop pretending. I know you’re the chairwoman of the Morgan Group, Chairwoman Morgan. I know how you tested me for three years. You pretended to be poor with an ordinary person like me. That must’ve been exhausting, right?” She was rendered speechless at my words. She instantly flew into a rage. “You…” She pointed at me and could not speak for a long time. “Since you already know who I am, do you still want a divorce?” She steadied herself, and her gaze turned dark. I nodded without hesitation. “Yes, I want a divorce.” She laughed suddenly, and the sound was full of disdain. “Enough, Sam. Drop that whole push-and-pull act of yours. “You pretended you didn’t care about my money, so I’

“Tell me about your wife.” The light returns to Stephan’s eyes, and he begins to describe the image of a woman with bleached blonde hair and green eyes, with freckles dotting her nose and the lower sides of her face sparingly. Then he goes further to describe her as a woman with good morals and a cheerful nature. He brings out his phone and shows them a picture of her. She is a beautiful woman. - Natalia is alone in the mansion as Noah and Stephan had gone out for a game of tennis and probably some drinks afterwards, knowing him. Noah had told her in private not to come with, as they were going out as men, and she was a woman.