Forgotten Wife：let The Traitors Kneel Down Novels & Stories

“As in your wife?” Silence. Oh. OH. “You were married?!” Adrian closed his eyes briefly, as if he regretted existing. Fort looked genuinely offended by my reaction. “You say that like it’s irrational.” “You literally never mentioned a dead wife!” “She wasn’t relevant.” I stared at him. “Your supposedly dead wife appearing in secret surveillance footage connected to an international political conspiracy feels extremely relevant, actually.” Adrian made a soft sound that suspiciously resembled agreement. Traitor. Fort turned away from the screen abruptly, moving toward the windows overlooking the storm-covered city.

The other — gray-faced, broken. She didn't recognize me. Why would she? I barely recognized myself. A man's voice drifted through the phone. Low. Familiar. "You know I can't resist you." She giggled. "If your wife heard that, she'd file for divorce again." "Let her. I always bring her back. She can't leave me." The elevator's air conditioning bit into my skin, but I felt like I was choking. She lowered her voice, teasing. "Are you trying to make me jealous? Careful, or I'll walk into your office and announce to everyone that Don Vito Hart is cheating on his wife. With his old mistress."

She did not want us to marry that's why she made me leave the country with trick and made you belive , I ran away from wedding and did not wanted to marry you". Vian suddenly felt his head was spinning, he held his car body to support him. “Vian, are you okay?”: She asked with concern. She touched his shoulder but he removed her hand and said:” Sarah , wedding….you wanted to say I was going to marry you?”. Sarah nodded, Vian held his head with both hands. He tried to remember his past but only blurred images were coming in front of his eyes. He looked at Sarah and said:” I am sorry, I did not recognize you “. He finishes the sentence, immediately sits in his car and leaves without heari

In their home, in the grand gathering area outside of the fortress, but within it's walls. The Lorekeepers, the Clutch Elders, Tomas the elderly priest who had married them, her parents, the Eastern Emperor and his family. All would be present. As these thoughts chased themselves across her mind, she stretched her body and reached for her husband. Husband. The very word made her smile. Her life had changed so much Tine had come into her life. Now, secrets were about to be revealed.

"I didn't dump you. I was mad, alright, but I—" "Don't lie," I said to him, my tone steadying. "You shamed me. You let your mistress talk down to me the moment she had a chance. You treated me lower than your maid. Gawddd! Callum, I was your wife not a plaything. We were married five years, there were other couples who were married longer with no kids but they did not try to kill their wives because their 'mistress' had an emergency. You shoved me when I begged for help.. You told me to stop faking it. That night, I lost everything." For an instant, there was guilt in his eyes. He was looking down at the ground, like he couldn't possibly look at me. "I… I didn't mean to—"

The last thing he wanted to do was to offend the nuns, so he raised his voice and called out to his wife, “Fifi! Fifi! I know you still remember me! I’m back, Fifi, and I promise—I’m never going to do anything life-threatening ever again! Please… Please don’t be mad at me. Come on, let’s go home!” Faye remained on her knees, her hand never once missing a beat as she tapped the wooden fish to an unfaltering rhythm. Zayn’s words seemed to have fallen on deaf ears. Zayn watched her reaction—or lack thereof—as his heart sank. Had Faye really forgotten about him?! “Sir, it seems to me that Wang Que is not your wife after all. I am giving you a final warning; please leave us be.” Zayn’s eyes never

Taking with me the seed of guilt and hopelessness only to bury it in my soul. 'I was betrothed to a man since 5 yet I chose to run away with another. I was not filial; I am a bastard for that. 'And now the choices I have made in the past was haunting me. Clawing me to surrender in a never-ending abyss. Helga... my only wish is to never bring a person down with me to that path specially Yu Tianzhu. I gave him enough headache already. One day... please let him understand for me.'

Liora said, her voice filled with a new, menacing confidence. "We’re not hiding anymore." Mavric took her hand, interlacing their fingers. "No more secrets between us," he promised. "Just us against the world." As they walked toward the door to face the Council representative, the "Hidden Wife" was dead. Long live the Queen of Azure. END OF CHAPTER 20..

"What are you saying about him?" The maids gasped, taken aback by her boldness. One of them couldn't help but let out a mocking laugh. "What's it to you?" she sneered. "Your husband is a traitor, isn't he? If your husband is a traitor, then, you are automatically what? A traitor's wife." Cleo's eyes blazed with indignation as she defended her husband's honor. "How dare you call him that! Theseus, my husband is not a traitor. He's a good man and he'll always be."

His curse word brought tears in my year as there were so many real faces of his that yet to be disclosed. My lower lip quivered as he opened the gate wide for me as before he intentionally didn’t open it properly, I guess. I sat in the car as the guards must not have heard what he said to me in whisper but they saw everything. I knew I was his wife but that was too much. I didn’t think that I would be able to look at them ever again. If they see this then the words would travel towards Sabreena and then from there they would travel around the world.