My Lovely Wife Novels & Stories

She also gave me a home, one that was registered under someone else's name. "Javier." Charlene looked up, her eyes brimming with guilt. "I know the person I've wronged most is you. But Travis and I are over. You're the one I love, and you're the only husband I'll ever have. I'll spend the rest of my life making it up to you, okay?" She reached out to hold my hand, her tone almost pleading. "Travis has already lost me. He can't be left with nothing. Let this house serve as the final chapter for our past."

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 even smiled a little. Adrian’s grip tightened on the steering wheel until his knuckles turned white. He pulled out his phone and typed fast, jaw locked. Adrian: She’s still my wife. Don’t touch what’s mine. He hit send and watched Daniel’s phone light up on the table. Daniel glanced at the screen, eyebrows rising. He turned the phone so Sophia could see it. Sophia read the message. She let out a sharp laugh that carried through the open café door. She shook her head, eyes flashing with something between anger and disbelief.

"You are perfect to me, Katara. And I want to spend the rest of my life making you happy, supporting you, and cherishing every moment we have together. Will you do me the honor of becoming my wife?" Katara's heart swelled with emotion as she looked into his eyes, feeling the weight of his love and commitment. In that moment, she knew that she wanted nothing more than to share her life with this incredible man who had come into her world and changed it so profoundly. With tears of joy streaming down her cheeks, she nodded, her voice barely above a whisper. "Yes, Sean. Yes, I will marry you."

Chapter 15 His Wife. Lyla Atelo. Saturday morning, and I woke up to the cheery sound of my husband. I frowned slightly at how high-pitched his voice was. I almost suffocated myself with my pillow until I heard my name in his mouth. "Yes, Lyla? She is a wonderful woman." He cooed over the phone to whoever he was talking to. "I've never been so blessed to have her as my wife. And soon, she will be the mother of my children."

Adrian shifted his attention back to his wife smiling. Later that evening, Daisy smiled as she walked inside the house with Adrian, who was pulling her bag. She looked at the balloons and the roses on the floor that led to their bedroom. She followed them till she was in their bedroom then turned then looked at Adrian and smiled unable to contain his joy. “Surprise..” She giggled. “This is beautiful. Today was beautiful.” Adrian pulled her closer. “I love you. I love you very much and I couldn’t have wished for a better wife than you. You are the best thing to ever happen to me.”

Glaring deep into Joana’s eyes, Shawn took a deep breath and shut his eyes slightly before opening them again. “ My lovely wife” Shawn called With eyes glittering like fire, Joana smiled at her husband, Shawn. The word wife sounds so sweet on his lips. She just wanted to hear it so often. “ My lovely husband, '' she responded, glaring into Shawn’s bewitching eyes. It seems he became more handsome today on their wedding day. “ I have always wanted to do this with you all my life. I’ve always wanted to go on this journey with you and I'm grateful for this day.

My pondering was interrupted by a buzz from my phone. Seeing Karl's name on the notification, I broke into another wide, goofy smile. I felt like a lovesick teenager every time I heard from him. Opening the message, I felt those familiar butterflies at his sweet words: "Good morning, my beautiful wife! You can't imagine how eager I am to see you in your stunning white dress later. I can hardly wait to finally call you mine forever. All my love, your one and only."

Hanging up I turn around my sweet wonderful husband before kissing him. "I'm so happy my little Freya, my wonderful wife. This is a dream come true. I love you so much." "I love you more my sweet husband. I'm so happy baby."

I want to make her my Luna and be a family. *** Brad *** My beautiful wife sleeps next to me. My wife! I have a wife. And not just any wife, Halle Morales is my wife! She looks so peaceful that I feel awful to have to wake her. Maybe I wore her out too much last night, and that thought makes me smile. Last night was amazing, the connection and electricity between us seems to have magnified with the strength of our vows. I can hardly believe it: Halle is my wife, my beautiful, sexy and strong wife.