Married To The President Novels & Stories

He got appointed a president afew days after the marriage, where he won the election. One would think I would have it all, having a solid career as a lawyer and getting married to the number one citizen of the country– the president. That should at least come with a whole lot of nice things. However, my case appears different. Leaning further into the chair, I twirled it around with my eyes closed. Still trying to brood, but my belly clearly has other plans for me. It growled loudly.

I wanted to tell her all this, but it would be better if I shut my mouth, I don't want to get myself into trouble. “The president has a wife before, I don't know what happened to her, but she isn't dead yet, she is alive and walking, he got married to his new wife for a reason” the first one said. Wow! It's more like this president is living a life like Drake, I wonder how his first wife is doing. They must have had a divorce. I really pity her. I wish I could see her and ask how she is moving on with her life. I know the pain because I passed through it a week ago. “Really. I really pity his first wife, she is just not lucky”

"The president looked back... should we go up to pick them up now?" "Didn't you forget what Mr. Moore specifically instructed us. The president is going to meet his wife. We shouldn't disturb them if possible, and we should try to remain invisible!" Another clever subordinate said, "Didn't you see that after the president looked back, he continued to walk while holding his wife?" "But the president's injuries..." "The president’s greatest injury is heartbreak, and his wife is the antidote." Another clever subordinate sighed. "Ordinary people with injuries all over their bodies would have collapsed long ago while carrying heavy objects, which shows that the president is extraordinary, and wha

He held his hands in his pockets, but he didn't look away, as if he was expecting her to appear. "I didn't expect the relationship between the president and his wife to be so good." Thera rolled the wheelchair, stopped by the river, and said with a faint smile, "There is a saying, 'I haven't seen you for one day. It's like three years apart from each other'."

When I got the chance to catch a glimpse outside, I was completely surprised when several reporters pointed their cameras at me. They were throwing questions about me getting married to John Mcwell. Yes, they even know his complete name. And I believed they might even have his address as well. "Madam President, are the rumors about you being married to someone ordinary man true?" asks one of the reporters. "How did you two meet? Is it true that you married him four years ago and kept it from your family? What did your grandfather say when the news reaches him?" added one of the reporters. Good thing our bodyguards were keeping the entrance closed so no one from the 'hunger-for-news" personal

"She's not a wife material at all. Everyone knows that President Adrian is never at a loss for walking out on her." "But I still do not offer my full support to the president because his actions are too extreme. Come on, who abandons his bride on the altar just to run after a baby mama that is still in denial of ever knowing him?"

I said and paused for a while, “you are going to be killed by—” “I don't think a wolf should be allowed to pass judgment on a minister of venta, do you honey?” the infamous human president said as he walked in hand in hand with his dear wife who looked like a bimbo in her sluttish gown and blonde hair accompanied with heavy makeup. “Neither do I honey, after all, he's but a human,” his wife replied in a very high-pitched tone. “Well then,” President Malcom Said, then looked up at me and started walking further into the room while everyone just watched and anticipated what was going to happen next.

Fine by me. Ryan continued, “But there’s a small conflict. You have a dinner scheduled tonight with Mr. Thompson from the Finance Bureau. He’s not someone we can afford to push off.” I tapped my fingers against the armrest, my mind already shifting back to business. Mr. Thompson was a key player in a deal I’d been working on for months. The dinner was far more valuable than any meeting with Sophia. This entire marriage had been meaningless to me for two years—why would I care about ending it now?

He didn't ask how I had escaped. Apparently, even being kidnapped wasn't enough to make my disappearance worth worrying about. "How did you get away?" Cassia asked. I took a bottle of water from the refrigerator and walked out of the house without answering. By the time I arrived at the office, the news had already spread. "President Vincent is finally marrying his first love." "I saw the pictures. They look perfect together." "I heard he's already married." "Doesn't matter. Him and Cassia look better together anyway."

She picked it up, curiosity buzzing in her head. Adryan Lewis – United States Senator. Her jaw nearly hit the floor. No way. A politician? My husband is a freaking politician?! A slow grin tugged at her lips. “A husband in Politics… a mansion… unlimited credit cards…” She exhaled a long breath. “God, this isn’t a nightmare. This is a dream come true.” ‘Doesn’t care? Thank God!’ After few years of being the Halims’ punching bag, now she had a rich husband who didn’t give a damn what she did? Jackpot.