La Esposa Olvidada Novels & Stories

Staring into the eyes of her husband who always made her feel comfortable around him. “I made your favorite cake first. Even though you don't remember it, honey, ”said Axelina to Amar. But it's different from Amar. Amar smiles happily in his heart. Because the wife still remembers her favorite cake. When they both were still living in Maldives. Due to the impact that hit his head earlier, Amar was gradually able to remember his lost memories. But Amar remains silent. He didn't want anyone to know that he had remembered everything. Even though it's the wife. Amar wanted to give a little surprise that was forgotten. From their dream home. Until the company he built for his wife, which he hasn'

"Once upon a time, there was a woman with a brave heart, but she forgot who she was. And there was a man who thought he was strong, but he forgot his wife as well because he was made to feel that way” Eden snuggled closer, her thumb brushing her cheek. Damon continued: "They met once, and it was fire and thunder. But fate played a cruel trick, and along the way, the woman forgot the man just as the man did at the beginning... and the man nearly gave up trying to find her. But you know what, Eden?" "What, Daddy?" He kissed the top of her head. "Even when she forgot him, her heart remembered”. "And did he find her again?" Eden asked, as she did every time, though she already knew.

“It’s because of that bitch isn’t it? Ever since you met her, you changed towards me. I am your wife” “Not anymore. Are you slow?” she ignored the insult as she glared at me. “You’re looking for your dead wife in her but I can assure you, you’ll never find her. Your wife will always be dead and …..” “Shut the fuck up Flora. Your thoughts are useless. Now get out” I ordered. “Mark” I yelled for my assistant to come and take her out. “You’re not going to get away with this!” she screamed. “I won’t be the only one to suffer. Your precious Leena is going to suffer just the same way I did” I paused.

“ That is bad to hear , maybe their love in the movie wasn’t deep or true enough . It the love is pure , true and deep , they will definitely find their way back to each other no matter the difficulties they face . “ said madam Lydia . “ I don’t think its the same in this case mom . “ said Luna . “ Now your making me curious . What was the plot ? “ asked madam Lydia . “ classical poor girl marries rich man . Later she discovers that her husband’s father was responsible for her sister’s accident which paralysed her sister completely . She couldn’t bear the pain and decided to let go of him even though she loved him deeply while the husband felt guilty even though he wasn’t directly responsibl

I was returning but before that, I saw that there was some post-it note paste on the planner which was kept on the table. 'Going somewhere. Will meet you at home. Bye.' That's it. Nothing was mentioned about where she went or when she would return. I also don't have her number. I forgot to ask for her number. I would be the first-ever husband in the world who doesn't have his wife's number. I was thinking of all the possibilities of her going somewhere. There was a strong feeling that she went to that cafe. So I also packed all my belongings and started my car towards the cafe. I parked my car and was going to enter but before that, I

I can hardly believe it: Halle is my wife, my beautiful, sexy and strong wife. I have to wake her, though; we have numerous appointments and engagements to get through. We have to be seen together, we have to announce our marriage, her father’s death, our impending takeover and plan Jose’s funeral. "Despierta mi querida esposa! Es hora de mostrarle al mundo que eres mía!” (“Wake up, my darling wife, it’s time to show the world you are mine!”) I say to her after trying to nudge her awake without success.

Tomorrow he'll be back to what he used to be, the person who doesn't care if you're still his wife. I smiled bitterly, I don't want to be a mere excuse even if we say it's my obligation as a wife. I just closed my eyes, if he goes back to his old self tomorrow, his emotionless eyes every time he looks at me will be okay. We both loved this thing. Because of my thoughts, I didn't realize that I had fallen asleep. TOMORROW

‘You are crying again, who are you? Then he stared intently at me, squinting his eyes. “You look familiar. Aren’t you Darius’s wife or am I mistaken?” Those words were the wake-up call that made me realize that the man who was my mate and husband lost all his memories of me and everything that happened in the last ten years. The doctor’s words jolted me out of my thoughts. “Ms. Elodie, are you even listening?” My eyes flickered open, a tear tracking down my face as the doctor stared at me with this glint of sympathy in his eyes.

“Always. You’re not alone in this. Remember that, okay? You have people who love you.” Sophia closed the door after Maya left and leaned against it for a long moment. The apartment felt quieter now. Emptier. But also a little lighter. She walked back to the couch and picked up her phone again. Adrian’s statement was still open on the screen. The screen had gone dark, so she tapped it. “I failed my wife. I failed her for five years…” She read it again. Slowly. Carefully. Word by word.

Evelyn sat on the edge of the bed. “You've called me three times in twenty minutes.” “I had a reason.” “What happened?” There was a pause. Then the woman on the other end spoke. “I'm coming home in a few days.” Evelyn sat up. “What?” “You heard me. I'll be back in a few days.” “You said you weren't coming back yet.” “I changed my mind.” Evelyn stood. “Why?” The woman's voice became serious. “Because I just heard Damien Schrett is getting married.”