Loving Wives Stories Novels & Stories

His eyes stayed locked on hers, serious again but full of love. “I love you, Sophia,” he said, saying her name like it was something precious. “I never stopped loving you. Not for one day. Even when I was terrible at showing it. Even when I failed you every single day we were married. Even when you had every reason to leave and never come back. I love you. I will love you for the rest of my life. I will spend every day trying to be the husband you deserve.” She looked up at him. Her eyes were wet with happy tears now. Her smile was real and wide and it lit up her whole face. Her heart felt so full she thought it might burst.

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.

The baby ultimately died. The public was outraged. [I guess the mistress’ pet dog matters more than the poor mother and child to these brothers.] [I mean, I love dogs, but I can’t understand Austin and Aaron’s behavior.] [The brothers fell in love with the same woman. Their wives are the ones suffering.] [Kirsty claims to help strays while abusing them in secret. She’s one to screw with the wives and upset them into early labor. The bitch deserves to die.] [Kirsty is after married men, and not just one. She has her sights on a pair of brothers. She should be ashamed of herself.]

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Toying with a dagger out of nowhere, Lynne said offhandedly, “Ray, she’s a cheater. Sheh did you dirty. Should I carve her for you? Krystal’s knees buckled, and she knelt before me. “Ray, we’ve been married for seven years. Think of what we once meant to each other…” I kicked her down. “Don’t talk to me about feelings. Seven years of marriage, yet you stood by as your father struck me, and your lover humiliated me.” She hung her head low in shame. “Ray, I made a mistake. I wanted a child so badly that I believed his lies. It won’t happen again… “Ray, the family legacy rests on my shoulders. I needed an heir. Surely, you can see where I’m coming from.”

If only I could meet a man like this once in my entire life, I would be willing to shorten my lifespan by ten years. [Waiting for Love: The woman in his arms is so lucky. If a man like him loved me, I would be willing to shorten my lifespan by 20 years!] [Naughty Pinocchio: There weren’t many men like him who loved their wives so much in this world.] [Lucky Dog: Were all those reports and reporters in the afternoon blind? Her own husband only hugged her, and her husband was the Director of the Ford Group, the director, okay! Let’s see what would happen to them. They deserved it!]

"Yes. But they usually need a reason." There it was. Not a direct strike. Not an insult. Just enough pressure placed where the bruise already existed. Elara kept her voice steady. "And have they found one." Vivienne tilted her head. "That depends who you ask." She said it casually, but the people nearest them had gone just quiet enough to hear. Not openly listening. Listening anyway. Rowan's attention sharpened. Elara felt it before she saw it. Vivienne continued with the same smooth tone. "One version says your marriage is settling. Another says it's changing shape. Then again, people love inventing movement where there may only be strategy."

Madison was slumped weakly on the floor, her face pale. When the soldiers went to handcuff her, she shrieked and burst into tears. “I was wrong, Conway! Can you please forgive me? I made a mistake! We’ve been married for so long, and you love me, don’t you? Are you really going to do this to me?” She lunged at me, trying to wrap herself around my legs, but the soldiers stopped her. “Lucas needs his mother! Let me go for his sake!” I looked down at Lucas. He had buried his face in my chest, and his body was shaking.

"I had heard that the wife eats food after the husband. And in my case did I have my dinner or not she doesn't care about it at all. When I reach home late at night, she went to sleep having her food. Doesn't even wait for me. In the past, People use to give the status of God to the husband and in this era, wives do not even consider us as human." Sharad put his painful story in front of us. And I was listening to their story with enjoyment. As I don't have any story to share with them. "And my girlfriend loves to spend my money like water. She is a very very demanding person. Always insist to take her shopping. And she is dying hearted fan of jewelry. Whenever she goes on shopping with me