Karna Wife Novels & Stories

Lana said, seizing the opportunity to back Jared up. "No." Nolan refused right off the bat, his ice cream no longer being the core of his attention as the topic of conversation had piqued his interest. Jared looked at Nicole and shrugged, "It's all up to my wife." 'Of course, I'm eager to wed her, but right now, her memory has not been fully restored. There are still several things yet to be answered and solved. I must uncover the identities of those who had injured her before and find them. Even Nolan and Lana's identities are to be kept a secret right now. Wedding? I guess I'll just have to wait.'

A week ago, the news broke that I'd filed a lawsuit against my wife of more than 20 years, Hazel Cooper, the woman who had shared my bed and my life for over half my adulthood. From that moment on, I became the neighborhood's favorite villain. Everyone called me the heartless man who had climbed his way to success and abandoned his wife and child without remorse. In their eyes, Hazel was flawless. She'd married me when I was poor and struggling. She never complained, even when life was hard. She cared for my sickly mother until her final days. She raised our son almost entirely on her own and turned him into a top student, the kind every family boasted about.

Anishta got up from the chair and whispered leaning into her ear "Why don't you think of reaching into his bed and throwing me out of his life instead of arguing with me, it would be more beneficial for you." She was very angry at Anishta and wanted to shout but when she saw that they had caught some attention, she left stomping her feet but not without uttering these venomous words "Don't forget that you are not the only woman in his life, he also has a girlfriend, you must know her, the super model Kaamya Khanna. You are just mistress and mistresses like a tissue paper, use and throw.”

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.

"She's not my wife, I didn't attend the wedding, I didn't go to the altar with her.. my brother did and that makes her my brother's wife!" "No, it doesn't. Your brother went to the altar with her in your name, she's legally your wife" Thanatos mind drifted back to the big argument he had with his father. "Her name now is Jade Miguel O'Briens.. that's what makes her your wife!" "No! She's not, I have never acknowledge her as one and I will never acknowledge her!" Clark shook his head, his eyes landed on the lady in the photo frame. "If she's hiding from you, then it'll be very hard to find her"

Along the way, they encountered challenges, as every relationship does, but they faced them with unwavering commitment and a fierce determination to overcome any obstacle. Amid the chaos and uncertainty, Jacob, Sean's closest confidant and friend, stumbled upon an unthinkable truth. He had stumbled upon a resemblance, a connection between Katara and his late wife. The haunting familiarity in their blood types had left him speechless, but he couldn't allow himself to believe it fully. His wife and child were supposed to have perished together, a devastating loss that had shattered his world. The possibility of a child, of a living reminder of his beloved wife, was both a torment and a glimmer

Birthdays, arguments, and the sound of her mother singing softly while cooking dinner late at night. The memories followed her all the way to the front door. Eventually, Selena pushed it open and stepped inside. Voices drifted faintly from the living room. Then she saw them. Sophia lounged comfortably across the sofa wearing silk loungewear with designer heels dangling carelessly from one foot. Beside her sat her husband, Ethan Carter, one arm stretched lazily along the back of the couch while the other scrolled through messages on his phone. The sight twisted something sharp inside Selena’s chest.

My breath quickened, as I struggled to fathom what exactly he was going to do next. “No, I never said that. I didn't mention such,” I replied immediately as I caught my breath in between every word I uttered. "There's dinner again tonight. I need you to prepare. You have the black card with you, so get anything you think would make you look like a luxury wife. I don't need to see anything less,” he carefully addressed. He let go of my hand abruptly and immediately walked out of the room. I knew this was going to be my main debut as the CEO’s wife.

"His reputation? The Vale Group stock value?" "His privacy " I corrected. A dark wicked smile slowly spread across my lips. My heart was still pounding like an animal against my ribs. "He wants to keep that girl and that pathetic girl Rita hidden away in his dark mansion. He wants to play the protective father in the shadows. He spent millions of dollars to keep the press from finding out that his wife ran away five years ago with a child. He hates the light." "What are you getting at, Kate?" Harrison asked. His voice dropped low. He glanced toward the security camera over his shoulder.

However, her face seemed familiar. "Won't you introduce me to your wife, Darsh?" Her sight finally shifted to my husband, who appeared slightly troubled with that question. Although as his orbs voyaged to me and he stated, "She is Anannya Agarwal," his distinctive poker expression resurfaced. "She works as a model for our company." "And this is Khushi Sinha, my wife." As Darsh finished talking, I recalled viewing her on the banner of a jewellery advertisement. That explained why her face looked familiar to me. I had a hunch she could be a model, depending on her appearance.