I Am The Real Wife Novels & Stories

Pinned down, I could only raise my head to lock eyes with Krystal as blood trailed along my lips. “Krystal, you promised to love and protect me for so long as we shall live. Is this what your word is worth?” Keeping her face deadpan, Krystal said callously, “You got it coming for attacking your father-in-law and talking smack about your wife.” With Krystal speaking up, the Markham extended family echoed her sentiment. “It’s about time. He needs to be kept on a tight leash, so he knows his place. Who does he think he is?”

The assistant, Adam, shot me a sideways glance and kicked me a few more times. “Take him away! It won’t be good for any of us if Miss Pascal finds out about this!” I struggled and yelled, “I’m her husband! Ask her if you don’t believe me! Ask her whose name is on her marriage certificate! That heart belongs to her mother-in-law! Ask her how she dares to try and steal it!” Everything went quiet for a moment, but then Adam clutched his stomach and let out a guffaw. “Everyone at Pascal Group knows Miss Pascal loves Mr. Sinclair the most. She gave him half her shares without blinking an eye.”

Everyone knew Amber Sherry was hopelessly in love with me. She would even risk her life for me. I got into a severe car accident to save her. My health never fully recovered. Because I had a rare blood type, she was terrified that something else might happen to me. She found someone with the same blood type and kept him on standby. He would donate blood to me whenever I needed it. I was also hopelessly in love with her. After she gave birth to Aria, I did not care what people thought. We gave her Amber’s last name—Aria Sherry. I did not want her to go through another pregnancy, so I got a vasectomy. Every socialite in our circle was jealous of what we had. On the day of Aria’s baby de

Hyacinth let him do that, but that would be the end of him expressing his anger too. “Fine, but I’ll stay inside. That’s a non-negotiable.” “Are you kidding me? So, he’s really the one?” “Jack, this is Preston. He’s my brother.” “You think I’ll believe that? You don’t have a brother.” “I didn’t believe it either, but he is. I don’t want to explain things to you, because you don’t deserve that. All I can say is, you know I had amnesia years ago. I was already married, and that is why I don’t need to divorce you. My lawyer said that my first marriage can be considered the valid one in my case. The man that I kissed? It was my husband.”

“N-NO!” “You resist one more time, I’d have to cuff you, love.” My body stiffened as I angrily glared at him. He couldn’t be serious. But the swirls of eyes were more than serious. He’d cuff me rendering me helpless once again. My eyes reflected with intense fury and rage. Wife they call me and yet treat me like a whore. Use me whenever their heart desire. “I am your wife!” I cried angry tears rushing down my eyes. Ralph looked amused shaking his head. “Not a whore!”

It's fucking real! "R-real? If you were real, do you think I would run? No! I wouldn't run from Rezoir if you were real, and one more thing: who am I? I am not even your damn girlfriend! I'm just a woman you can take to bed. "I'll make you my wife, but you're the truth, no more!" I cried, and he was stunned. "W-why do you have an idea... like that?" "How the fuck did you come up with that idea?!”

"I love Amelia, she is the only woman I have been able to love since the death of my former wife... it offends me that you talk like that... wasn't this what you wanted?" "In fact, yes, that's why I worry, because I want you to have a real wife". "Amelia is my real wife" He gave her a look that seemed to say: "Everything is under control" but even he doubted that everything was under control. "I love her, and our relationship was never public because of your prejudices".

"Miss Sasha, forgive me for lying to you for the first time, but I did all this for you." ***San Diego Province Building A008 came from Adam's voice. "Smack!" "Slut, I said that Imelda's illness is getting worse and worse; it turns out that you are the ghost behind your back!" "I'm just such a son, how dare you? How dare you! A middle-aged woman with yellow hair was knocked to the ground, covering half of her face and covered in bruises. This woman is none other than Adam's wife Ivy. Some time ago, Adam's son Imelda suddenly fell ill.

I said. " Please tell him. I need to meet him again, as I know he is not your real brother." He said. Shit!!! " What rubbish!! Are you high on weed?? " I asked. " Don't pretend, sweetheart. You are not Antra paul." He said. " Now I am sure that you have lost your mind. Of course, I am Antra Paul. " " No, sweetheart, you are Mahima Dhruv Goyal, my wife." He was adamant.

They saw their little wife confused but what she said made a sudden calmness to spread in their demeanor. She said that she got the T-shirt from her husbands closet that means she mentioned them as her husbands and they didn't about care anything at that time but the words their little wife said for them. She considers them as her husbands but why they are feeling so happy for that. Even their faces were blank but inside their stomach were fluttering. They tried to calm their sudden excitement and concentrated on the screen.