I Am The Real Wife Novels & Stories

But I know she can't see me as my car windows are tinted. I saw disappointment on Melvin's face and guessed her answer. But soon he was stopped by her. Then after a brief conversation, Melvin came and informed me that she agreed. I kept a straight face as if it doesn't matter. But I was relieved that she agreed. Otherwise, I will be doomed in front of Grandpa. Melvin was checking the documents, while he said I can sit inside the office to quickly do the procedures. I agreed as I have already wasted enough precious time for today. When I stepped out unknowingly my eyes took a glimpse of her again. our eyes got locked, but as she could not bear my intimidating stare she looked down. And a smal

No. No. I say to myself hoping that it isn’t true. I cannot be seeing this right now. How could this be real? “Fey.” She says, calling the woman who claims she is my wife.

, he says, teasing her. "Aw.... poor you! But you know what, what's done it's done. And now you have to stay with this shady wife only as you are stuck with me for a whole seven life's. Better luck next time!!", she says looking at the mirror and leaves for washrroom. "Who wants someone else....when you are all mine. I wish to have you and only you all my life's, leave this seven life's", he says to himself and dropping on his back hugs the pillow tightly on his chest.

I muttered bitterly after drinking from my glass. "It was just a marriage for convenience. I was his contract wife," I added while pouring myself another glassful of tequila. "And that woman we saw with him in the restaurant," I scoffed while motioning my hand in the air. "That was his real wife." "Real wife?" Selene frowned. She stared at me with disbelief written all over her face. "Are you drunk?" she snapped. "Not yet!" I growled. "I'm not drunk! That's his real wife! She came back from the dead after years!"

He disliked her arrogance. "You are really high, you are just his..." This time she cut him off, though on the first day she tried to be as polite as she could. "Fake wife, fake wife, fake wife. I know that very well, why do you have to scream on my face? Do I appear deaf to you guys?" In utter disbelief, he stared at her. "Wow, I can't believe this. You are n..." Cutting him off again, Celeste blurted out, "I know what I am and so you should, I'm his real wife to the world so you better respect me, we are outside now."

"Find out everything about my wife's whereabouts and activities today. I need the results ASAP." "W-which wife, Sir?" Jose blurted out over the line. That's when I realized I had addressed Anita Richardson as 'my wife' openly to him without thinking, knowing fully well he knows our contract. And he also knows the woman I had absolutely adored and loved only was Yun, my first love, wife and real mother of my children. "My apologies, Sir. I'd get down to it immediately." Jose was quick to apologize. My silence must have made him understand the situation completely.

Her voice was high and loud. “Yes!” I shouted back. “Girl, are you serious? Is this a joke? Are you fucking kidding me? You know I hate when you do that.” “No,” I said. “I’m serious. I’m his wife now.” “You didn’t even tell me! When did this happen? Wait—was that real? The video I saw online? That wedding ceremony in the Maldives some hours back? It is trending all over the internet, I thought it was fake or maybe you have a twin sister hidden somewhere you don't know but I knew the name looks the same as my friend.”

"And you think it's normal? They probably don't love their wife. I won't try that." "I can see you are not a real man. Real men cheat on their wives. They have fun with multiple women, something they won't get from their wives. I will leave you and wait for real men. Your loss." She said and stood up, then sauntered off, swaying her immaculate ass from side to side.

I tell her. She frowns. “What’s up…” “I need Simone Wells. David’s brother wants to hire someone to be his Fiancée until he gets his promotion…" I explain. Her frown deepens. “And you’re sure Simone could, do it?” she asks. “She’s one of the only women we have that could pass as a doctor’s wife…” I remind her. “Rather send in. Quinn Daily.” She says. I bite my lip. Quinn was gorgeous, long blonde locks, sea blue eyes her entire face was made to be a model. The only problem we had with her was that her clients always fell in love with the role she played.

"Hiding who? This lady is not the real wife because I can remember I attended the wedding and this is not the face that I met that day." "Are you kidding?" "No, this one snatched her sister's husband." "You are talking too much, how did you know?" "The news is everywhere. If I was in her shoes, I would make sure to hide my face from people. She doesn't have an iota of shame." "Wow! I am surprised. And I noticed that she was trying so hard for us to notice her." "Exactly! If you had met the real wife, she would be so beautiful and curvy. She is a hundred times better than this one that is pretending."