Mature Wife Twitter Novels & Stories

Without a word, my mother, Jane, set her wine glass down with a sharp clink. My father, Robert, sneered and dabbed the corners of his mouth with quiet elegance. “Catherine, that’s an interesting way to put in. Since when does putting on a show mean dragging her husband’s dignity through the mud? Haven’t you seen the entertainment headlines recently? “We haven’t exactly come out of this unscathed, have we? “She even skipped this meal and had dinner with a young actor. Who is she trying to embarrass?” Catherine’s face instantly turned deathly pale.

“Hubby, if I can’t eat these, what else can I eat? I’m still young and can eat anything; besides, it will do no harm to the baby, and I also don’t want to live a boring life like some rich people who don’t even remember to check their social media handles.” “Baby girl, are you saying I’m old?” Drew pulled a sullen face at his wife's sharp mouth. She seems exceptionally happy today. "No, hubby, I’m just saying you are just mature." Clarissa shook her head desperately and decided to change the topic; she cannot miss this opportunity to spend time with Drew. “Hubby, you will enjoy the film I picked.”

I muttered. He raised an eyebrow at my response. I looked at him mockingly, offering a crooked smile. But truth be told, it irritated me every time he called me 'wife'. "So, what if I'm Xiellenna?" I hissed. I circled around the table and walked across the carpeted floor. "So, what if I'm your wife? I mean, your ex-wife?" I continued while approaching the couch where he sat. I trailed my fingers along its fabric before coming to a halt behind the very spot he occupied.

Some people started following him, while others unfollowed him. Some blessed him, others cursed him, and some just watched from the sidelines, but since he tagged Dexie, his phone kept ringing at this moment. He had no choice but to turn off his notifications. Luke's Twitter post consisted of a straightforward sentence and a straightforward image. The image was that of his marriage certificates. After tagging Dexie, the accompanying text read: Mrs. Huxley, good evening. With such a simple sentence, plus the photo of the marriage certificates and Mrs. Huxley's handle, Twitter buzzed, #marriageannouncement.

I don't want her to make fun of me. "What did I miss today? I'm getting a lot of gossip on how your husband nearly punched the drama queen", she said with a smirk. "Come on there was no punching. He was just being an idiot", said I. "There is no way that Matt is an idiot. Who would want their wife to work with their ex?", she said siding with Matt. "The mature ones does. But that doesn't apply to Matt obviously", said I. "You do love him though", said she.

As I turned to leave, I just said, "Sign the papers already. No point dragging this out." After I moved out, Matthew didn't bother reaching out. However, he started throwing shade on Twitter. He posted stuff that read, "What does a decent guy have to do to be appreciated?" and "Some women throw fits when things don't go their way, acting like their husbands aren't out here busting their ass for the family." He never said my name, but it was obvious the posts were directed at me. I locked my phone and didn't give it another thought.

Madison would stay out of my way and would say few words whenever I tried to have a conversation with her. I sighed and got distracted by the beautiful picture I created. I immediately turned it to my phone’s wallpaper. I posted it on social media with the caption, “Best husband ever😍. #datenight #inlove”, and tagged Damien too. I was too excited to notice I had more than a hundred notifications and tags. Damien’s phone beeped immediately he walked out and he stared at me with a smile. “You are the best wife”, he blew me a kiss.

With a satisfied nod, he tapped the screen and began typing his caption. Ah, I almost forgot something important… Since everyone seems so interested in my marriage, let me give you something real to talk about. Sarah and I have decided it’s time to renew our vows. This time, with the grand wedding she truly deserves. Stay tuned. #BlakeVowRenewal #TheOnlyMrsBlake" He hit post and sat back, waiting for the chaos to unfold. And just like that, the internet exploded. WAIT WHAT?? A VOW RENEWAL???

She says, smiling at them. “This is my wife. Now you can give her all your praises.” Edward said, sounding very pleased. “The party was so beautifully decorated, and I’m honoured ro have experienced being surrounded by such non living beauty, even if the abstract art seem to come to life sometimes.” “Oh really? The pleasure was and still is mine, Mrs Shaw, thank you very much.” Edward’s wife says with a large smile to Natalia and sends a cropped version of her original smile to Wendy. Natalia, noticing the tension quickly speaks up. “My husband is waiting for us. We have to go.” She smiles.

"She's my wife." "What?!"