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Amelia's heart sank, and she felt all the grievances she had been suppressing for years suddenly burst out. She rushed out and shouted. “I am your wife, Leo, do you want me to just sit back and watch you go to another woman without any reaction?” Leo stopped, and his next words completely crushed her. “Have you forgotten how you became my wife? I was forced to marry you. If it weren't for you back then, Damien wouldn't have died. I have put up with you for three years. Not sending you to jail was for the sake of our families’ reputation.”

I couldn't read anything from him while waiting for what I'm about to say. "The man you own as your husband is my real husband. I'm the legal wife!" I firmly said. She furrowed her brows and walked towards me. "What did you say?!" she said shakily. "You heard it right? His real name was Hezekiah Leric Grant! And I am his legal wife!" Shock registered on her face, lips quivered so bad. Her knees suddenly weakened. Her eyes pooled with tears as she tried to catch her breath while holding her chest.

I sighed happily, staring at that beauty sleeping in my arms, her peaceful expression filling my heart with joy. How could I be so lucky to have someone like her in my life? She was my rock, always there to support me and bring a smile to my face. Her presence made every day brighter, and I couldn't imagine my life without her. Jane, my wife and the love of my life, was the epitome of strength and grace. Her unwavering love and devotion had seen us through the toughest of times, and I knew that as long as we were together, we could conquer anything life threw our way.

“If you loved her.” He sighed again. “Love is complicated, Cloe. I loved your mother so much it took my breath, but I loved my wife, too. She was the mother of my boys, a good woman, a woman I could depend on.” His shoulders were tense. So tense. “I know you may not see them like that, but my wife and Verity are good people. They are just very insecure, very highly strung. They have a more prickly heart. Not like your mother, and not like you, either.” “Is that a compliment?”

his voice booming through the speakers. “Wives, submit yourselves unto your own husbands, as unto the Lord. For the husband is the head of the wife, even as Christ is the head of the church… Therefore as the church is subject unto Christ, so let the wives be to their own husbands in everything.” He closed the Bible slowly, looked over the sea of faces, and smiled. “Now, you see, this is not a suggestion,” he said, his voice full of fire. “This is the divine order! This is God’s plan. A woman who listens to her husband, who obeys, who submits… she will be blessed. She will live in peace. But those who challenge, who question, who think they can be equal to the man God placed over them, they b

Her posture was rigid, her back straight, her body locked in place. Arthur chuckled softly. “Shy,” he remarked. “I prefer it that way. Less trouble. More innocence.” A flicker of anger flared inside Mary, brief and powerless. Innocent was not the word she would have chosen. She felt stained by his gaze alone. “She will be an excellent wife,” Silas said smoothly. He placed a hand on Arthur’s shoulder, a gesture meant to convey trust and partnership. It made Mary’s stomach churn. “Obedient. Quiet. Beautiful. Everything you value.”

He kissed her then, so tenderly and lovingly that the act almost brought tears to her eyes. "See, this is why I don’t understand. How can I forget a man like you? All the love and attention you shower me with, has to be the reason I married you. You are the only man that shows me what it means to be loved. You melt my heart, soul, and body. I'm sure most people in life don’t ever experience it. If they had, they would understand without question why I’m happy to be your loving wife"

The bond which went through all thick and thin situations but survived every stormy weather. They never broke, never left and this is what makes everyone envy them. They all were individually perfect in themselves and were strong enough to fight with the world. But whenever they were together their power tripled and seemed like the "Great wall of China", unbreakable and stronger. Karan on the other hand, was sulking and scowling as his wife not even for once called him back or texted. He loathes Krish for snatching his wife's attention toward him. He felt like flying to Australia and having her all to himself but it wasn't possible and this made him more frustrated.

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It seemed like their conversation ended because Lois proceeded to leave, but he pulled her back and kissed her. I felt so angry and jealous and wanted to punch the jerk in the face, but I didn’t move. After all, Lois said this was a loveless marriage, and her contract talked about boundaries. I could not look again and hurried to the room and lay on the bed. I did not know what to do after seeing my wife, who left our house for days, only to come back home kissing a man in our driveway. So I just laid down and didn’t move. Even when she came in, I pretended not to know she was there.