He Calls Me His Wife But We're Not Married Novels & Stories

I don't know how he managed to pull something like that off or how much money he had to throw at this hospital to make it happen, but somehow he did. Ridiculous? A little. But also... very Blackwell of him. “It’s okay,” he mutters. “She’s my wi—” He stops himself, jaw tightening. “Ex-wife,” he corrects awkwardly. “I want her here.” I tilt my head, my palms suddenly clammy all over. That was strange. Even when we were actually married, I do not think I ever heard him call me his wife out loud. The doctor nods before glancing down at the file.

He took a step back away from me and I sighed, getting up from the table. “I mean,” I blew a raspberry. “Yeah, we haven't exactly given what's between us a label.” “That's not true,” he said. “Really?” I scoffed. “We are not married, courting or in a relationship,” I said. “Hell, we are not even friends with benefits because if we were we would be having sex every single time but we are not doing that either.” He was about to speak when his phone rang, he brought it out of his pocket and I was close enough to see the caller's name.

I responded, looking up at him as I cocked my gun. “So there's really no changing your mind?” “That dimwitted swine came for my wife, he deserves to f**king die,” it's high time I did it anyway, he could have taken an innocent life again today, his antics have gone way too far. “You called her your wife.” “What?” He let out a quiet exhale and shook his head, “Elara…you called Elara your wife, sometimes it's just like you forget it's not a real marriage.”

I love everything about my husband. “Tessa” he breathes out in between our kisses. “Hello,” I hummed out. I wasn't sure what to say though. “I want to fuck you” I gasped a little and shook my head. “I won't have sex until I get married..” “But we are married” I look at him confused. “Who are you again?” “Fuck” “Don’t cuss you motherfucker” Callum groaned and flipped me over so that I could lay beside him. I searched for his lips but he pushed my hands away.

I was still very young but he kept addressing me as though I was some old married woman who was destined to die alone. " It's Anna, just call me Anna". I said. " That seems a little rude especially for a married woman, I'm sure that your husband wouldn't like it". He said. I didn't know how to tell him that I wasn't even married or thinking about marriage right now,it was definitely the last thing on my mind. " I'm not married". I said and he let out an ' oh '. It seemed as though he wanted to ask or know more about why I'm not married but I could see that he was a gentleman and probably understood that side of the story and decided to just let it go.

he snapped, his voice rising. He stepped closer. “If you’re concerned about your health, I’ll go slow. Just satisfy your husband tonight.” I couldn’t help it—I scoffed, even when I didn’t want to. Did he just call himself my husband? Sure, he wore the title, but how could he say that while he brought another woman under our roof?

He had almost forgotten she was there. “Are you sure? Do you need my help?” “Your help? She is my wife and I know how to handle her.” “You seem comfortable calling her your wife. Have you finally accepted her?” “You never cease to amuse me. What should I call someone who is legally married to me? My doll?” “I didn't mean it that way. I thought it was a marriage of convenience and you are not supposed to love or accept her. Probably get a divorce after you become chairman.”

The same one he had convinced me to watch when we first met. "I don't know. I have a lot of dresses I can just throw on. I'm not the birthday celebrant, remember? I can't go there stealing the spotlight." "I'm sure Mum wouldn't want her son's wife to wear something everyone has seen once." "Shut up and stop calling me that," I whispered, swatting his hand. "Calling you what? My wife?" "Yes! You'll make people think we're married." "Should we make it a reality then?" He asked.

discreet advances and since I had put you through this, I needed to take it off. "It's okay, I thank you for that. I just hope your wife doesn't get upset. "I said, it's a good opportunity to find out if he has someone. "Well, she won't get upset because she doesn't exist. "He said. "Serious? Is he not married or anything? "I questioned a little more cheerfully than I planned. "Yes, seriously. I am single. " I laughed at the way I asked. "It's really hard to believe. " I say without thinking.

Her eyes sparkled as she shot back, "Tell them it's punishment for forcing a kiss!" "No," Shaun said with a grin. "I'll tell them it's a mark from my wife." Wife… He just called her his wife. Halsey's heartbeat tripped over itself. "Who are you calling your wife?" she said, half shy, half scolding. "You, of course," Shaun answered smoothly. "You're my wife." Warmth spread through her chest like honey. "I haven't even married you yet. Don't be so shameless." He hugged her tighter. "Then when are you gonna marry me?"