Mr Gates Wife Novels & Stories

I smirk as I look at her. "Mrs Kiara M Thakre, wife of late Mukul Thakre. An orphan, but then, Mukul fell in love with you and married you, but so sad, he died two months ago," I chuckle as I give her an idea that I know everything about her.

She tried to get a closer look at the woman that he was getting married to and when she did , she felt her legs go weak instantly . Her husband was getting married to her maid . Scarlet felt like she would die the next moment , she couldn’t believe what she had seen and just that moment she felt like everything was coming back . She couldn’t believe that all this while , her husband's mistress had been under her and they even had kids and she even helped in taking care of the kids because of how much she loved her workers , how could telma do this to her , even after all the love she had showmen to her .

"Wait, wasn't Dr. Godfrey single? Where did this wife come from?" I lifted the other copy and faced the crowd. "My name is Linsay Lloyd. Four years ago, I legally married Edward Godfrey. I'm his wife." My gaze slid to the wedding photo on the living room wall. I let out a sharp, mocking laugh. "As for Margot Danby—showing up pregnant and playing lady of the house—I think everyone here knows what that makes her." "Shut up!" Edward finally lost it. He rushed at me, reaching for my hair.

I never break my rules. Not for money. Not for loyalty. And certainly not for anyone else’s wife. Yet here I was, standing in a room where power whispered from every corner. The polished mahogany tables gleamed under soft chandeliers, men in tailored suits whispered deals, and yet all I could see was her. Selene Hawthorne moved through the crowd like a storm contained within elegance — untouchable, graceful, and utterly oblivious to the chaos she’d already sown inside me.

The moment a guard's hand touched Lisa's arm, she screamed without restraint, "Don't touch me! I'm Matthew Baker's wife! Who dares lay a hand on me?!" Now she remembered we used to be married.

Mr Hart said coldly. "She is my wife. That makes her part of this family whether you like it or not" Madden argued. "Your wife who you were forced to marry by your mother. Your wife who has brought nothing but trouble since she arrived. Your wife who cannot even remember who she is. Why should I waste resources looking for her when we have more important business to handle?" Mr Hart asked. Madden felt rage building inside him. "Because I am asking you to. Because she is important to me."

"Bella, I thought I was losing you." My chest instantly felt heavy at the sadness in his voice. He was so afraid that I could see the fear in his face. But before I could say something to comfort my husband, another voice interrupted. "Mrs. Warren." I turned my head to see Martha standing by the door, her hands clasped in front of her. Martha, the head of our household staff. The woman who had run Cole's homes long before I came into the picture. She was like a mother I never had.

Rob explains. “Family doesn’t keep a secret like that,” Max says in a low voice. He takes my hand, “Come with me, my love.” “I’m glad this is working out for you,” says Rob. “I was a little worried that you wouldn’t accept your wife. Granma and Grampa did well picking your mom and your aunt.” “Stay away from me and my wife,” Max replies. He pulls me away from Rob.

The man everyone worshipped like a prophet, he was old enough to be my grandfather, perhaps older, no one actually knew his real age because nobody dared ask questions about the Master, but whispers among the older women claimed he was already in his sixties, his hair had turned silver years ago, though his presence remained terrifyingly strong, he spoke softly, moved slowly, and smiled gently, that was what made him frightening. Nothing about him looked violent, until you disobeyed him, then people disappeared, I swallowed hard as Mother Ruth continued pinning the dress around my body, the Master had been married four times before me. Four wives and every single one vanished, the Sanctuary

But to the outside world, I was still the dutiful wife who busied herself running the household and caring for his paralyzed mother. "I… Of course, I'm married. My husband is—" But before she could finish, she was cut off by Grayson, who had hurried over. The moment he saw the torn appointment notice, disbelief spread across his face.