Manga The Wife Novels & Stories

“You’re married, right?” She nodded, not wanting to elaborate more details. It was embarrassing enough that her own husband was shutting her down in her face. She doesn't need more rejection or pity from other people. “The same person?” She nodded again. Nikolai's probably that same person, she thought. “It all worked for you in the end, I guess.” She didn't respond this time. She got what she wanted, and she even lives in a freaking mansion. This is even more, but no, it doesn't feel like things are working out.

In Zen's thought, "women are just a toy and entertainment part, and one man can never be satisfied by one woman. They need many and like dresses, woman should be changed as well. The greed for them is like drugs and the more you have the more addicted you get." As the days pass, Karan gets eager to meet the boss aka me who was just the pawn. I didn't pay attention at all but then one moment came and I had to come. The desire to meet his wife got stronger but I couldn't meet her, so he called me for the party which was the day after. And I had no plans to hung there but again the mention of Dia made me stop

My roommate, John Swift, asked in shock, “Pete, are you throwing that away? I thought you cherished that photo a lot.” I shook my head and cut Bella out of the family portrait. I tore it into pieces. John seemed to understand. “Pete, is your wife alive?” I pulled out my phone. Someone had sent me a text two weeks ago. [Bella’s still alive.] There was a photo attached to the message. It was a selfie of Bella and Carlson. Two weeks ago, I found out that my wife, who had supposedly been dead for five years, was still alive. When I first found out the news, I could not even sleep.

she said to me with an unfazed tone. "A friend?" I scoffed in disbelief, as I knew that she didn't have any friends, talk less of a male friend. She spends most of her time at home, so how on earth did she get a male friend who now takes her out? The thought of any man taking her out and spending time with her while we were still married only added to the anger that I was feeling. "And since when does a married woman have a male friend that makes her ignore her husband's call? " I thundered angrily at her.

“I would like to thank you all for coming to my mother’s birthday dinner and I would also like to use this medium to introduce you to my new wife.” As my words came out of my mouth, I heard a collective gasp from the crowd but I didn’t care about any of their thoughts. I turned to where Maya was standing and beckoned on her, she hesitated for a bit but made her way to me. “This here, is Maya. She is my wife and also the mafia queen, you would give to her the same respect you give to me,” I let out in a stern tone and I could see everyone exchanging weird glances. Maya beside me was tense but I gently squeezed her hand to calm her down.

Like we still had something. My jaw tightened. I nodded once. Only because this was business. Nothing more. We stepped out together. Instantly there were flashes and cameras and voices. “Mr. Vale!” “ here!” “Is that your wife?” “Are you two back together?” My chest tightened. The word "wife" hit harder than I expected. Victor didn’t hesitate. His hand came to rest lightly at my lower back. Possessive. Familiar. Too familiar. My body reacted instantly. Tension. Awareness. I didn’t move away. Not here. Not in front of everyone.

“You dragged my wife by her hair in the middle of a café. You embarrassed yourself and you assaulted her in the process.” “Wife?!” she spat the word like poison. “This little project is your wife? You married her for real? You married some random girl from nowhere instead of—” “Instead of you?” he cut her off sharply. “Yes. I did. I married Reina. Because I love her. And because she’s not a manipulative, entitled mess who throws tantrums in public like a soap opera villain.” The crowd collectively gasped. Someone definitely said “Oop!”

"Yeah, but you are legally my wife as well. And wife trumps all." |||||

I mention my wife by these names. Panda Bulldozer Plum truck Bear Did you all curious to know who is my wife ??. Hhm!!.. My wife is none other than the great businesswoman Sharvya keerthi. She was never failed to get the things which caught her eyes. I'm one of those thing too which caught her eyes. As a result, I was forced to be her husband. I had never hatred anyone until I met her. She was the first person I hate with all my heart. The feeling I had when I was near her was pure hate and disgust. Argh!!.. While talking about her, I forgot to introduce myself.

It dripped with sarcasm and just a tinge of anger. “I’m here to see my wife. Is that a problem?” Mason responded. My wife. Funny how the first time I had ever heard him call me “wife” was the time I actually wasn’t. “Really?” Raiden smirked. “Then what on earth did Florence, Anna, and I celebrate a few nights ago? Was it not the end of this disastrous marriage?” I knew he was toying with him. We hadn’t celebrated anything, but Mason wouldn’t know that. I turned to look at my ex-husband—he was all but ripping Raiden’s head off his body.