Mature Wife Twitter Novels & Stories

"You little dummy, still so scatterbrained. Look at you crying from the cold, and you didn't even think to grab a jacket." 18-year-old Selena ruffled my hair and draped a jacket over my shoulders. That familiar scent of pine and the warmth momentarily left me dazed. … "So what you're saying is, the 30-year-old me got her wish and married you but didn't cherish it. And not only did I get involved with some male secretary who supposedly saved me, but I kept pushing you for a divorce?" At home, the younger Selena still had barbecue sauce at the corner of her mouth, but her eyes were filled with horror.

Pinned down, I could only raise my head to lock eyes with Krystal as blood trailed along my lips. “Krystal, you promised to love and protect me for so long as we shall live. Is this what your word is worth?” Keeping her face deadpan, Krystal said callously, “You got it coming for attacking your father-in-law and talking smack about your wife.” With Krystal speaking up, the Markham extended family echoed her sentiment. “It’s about time. He needs to be kept on a tight leash, so he knows his place. Who does he think he is?”

I could accept leaving with nothing, but I would never give up custody of Daisy. Yvette shot me a vicious glare and barked, "What do you mean, no way? You'll turn into a horrible father once you get a new wife. Do you want Daisy to grow up suffering with you?" I frowned and tried to reassure her. "I won't ever get married again." She rolled her eyes. "Talk is cheap. You think your mistress will just agree to that?" By now, several gym members had already gathered at the entrance, but Yvette stood in their way, blocking them from coming in.

I don't blame anyone but myself for being blind and loving the wrong person. "But what I never imagined was that my wife would help her lover secure his professorship by plagiarizing the thesis that took me six months to complete, and then hire online trolls to spread rumors and slander me." With that, I clicked on a video. "Here, I find myself grateful that my wife doesn't love me, because she never noticed that I have a habit of recording my entire thought process and writing progress whenever I work on a thesis. "Here, indifference has become the most direct evidence to prove my innocence. Of course, I also have several audio recordings and chat logs here. In them, both Anna and Josh admi

"Then… we can consummate the marriage first. I'm a fertile woman, and you're extremely virile. I'm sure we'll get pregnant easily." After she said that, she lowered her head shyly, completely unaware of the dark look on my face, and continued talking to herself. "Michelle is so weak, she clearly won't live long. After she dies, you can marry me. I won't mind that you'd have a late wife. I'll give you lots of children, and we can live a happy life together."

I forced a smile on my face wanting to look like a polite and respectful wife to Jarrod's friend, “Sir, I really hate to bother you but you're Cameron Petals, my husband, Jarrod Smith best friend right?” His eyes settled on the ground and he let out a sigh, “No” The smile on my face disappeared and I quickly put a leg inside his house when I noticed he was about to close the door. “Sir, I know you're my husband's best friend. I.. don't know why you're denying it though but you must've heard Jarrod Smith talk about me, I'm his wife Bella and recently something really big happened and he wants to divorce-” “-Leave” he interupted giving me a stern look.

“She’s calling me a homewrecker? The woman who was sleeping with my husband while I was pregnant?” “Yeah, the irony isn’t lost on anyone. That’s why this is blowing up. People are dragging her in the comments. It’s brutal.” I opened T.w.i.t.t.e.r, scrolled to Vivian’s account. There it was, posted at 2:47 a.m.

I glared at the message thinking of what answer to give her, a lie or the plain Truth? ~＞"Anyways, I'm Mrs Johnson and my maiden name is Janet. I'm married with four kids and to a loving husband" She sent this and I scorned enviously; her photos looks young and she was slaying like a lady but she's married even hershort introduction sounded truly like an old woman. ‘Yen yen yen! I'm married with four kids’, I mimicked as if I could hear her voice. What's my business with that? Who cares, why is she telling me?Ugh!

Every blogger and site carried the news. Sarah opened her Twitter account and noticed that the news of Mr. Wilson being alive was trending everywhere. Many people reposted the handsome CEO and people left different kinds of comments on the posts. While some were happy that he was still alive for business reasons, others, especially the women folks, were busy shooting their shots at the highly attractive gentleman.

He walk away from me like I wasn't his wife. However, he is right. We might be married but he would never love me. For him, what we did was just a ordinary s*x and not making love at all. For him, I wasn't special at all. But for him, I am willing to risk it all. Matthew won't never love me. He can't show me to the world and proudly says that I'm his wife. Cause I am Tyra Louise Skyler-Grey, the billionaire's secret wife.