My Mute Wife Novels & Stories

he murmured, pointing to his chest. "I understand. I'm your understanding wife, remember? There's no need to apologize." Silence enveloped us once more. I refrained from pushing him further, especially considering the memories that had reemerged due to recent events. Maybe Maureen is experiencing profound joy at this moment. She deliberately orchestrated it to etch herself into Ivan's memory. My husband drifted off to sleep before I did, cradling me in his embrace. I studied his face, realizing that I might only have a few days left with him.

She asked glaring daggers at him whereas his eyes widened slightly and a gasp escaped his mouth. He knew what pictures his wife was Talking about and he tried to act cool about it.. " You are my wife love. Why won't I keep your pictures in my mobile? " Musa said as calmly as he could hoping she would buy his lie and stop glaring at her like he is some pervert who would stare at her pictures! Which he actually is....

I screamed as he hovered over me. "Shut up!" He growled in my face, gripping my neck. I could see the rage and deep hatred in his eyes. "Because of you, Maureen has been on dialysis, suffering. If you hadn't created such drama of alerting that bastard then the transplant would have been done. What does it take to be the little obedient wife you are?" Dustin spat. “I am no longer your wife.” I spat back. “Is that so?” He chuckled, mockingly.

Even Lucio, his wolf, was over eager just to be near her. “Hm,” Alpha Markus sat back, observing the group before him as he considered the new knowledge. She couldn’t speak? Finding his Luna’s sister had taken so much of their resources, but finding that she was mute, that had to be the Goddess rewarding him for his dedication to the cause. If they hadn’t heard the rumours that Lisette’s parents had escaped the massacre, they would never have found the young girl sitting before him. “Well, even so, she’ll want to see her sister today. I’ll introduce them after dinner, I should think,” he murmured just loud enough to be heard. She nodded emphatically at his words. “Very well then, afte

She did not even hear him when he said that he would be out for about thirty minutes as her attention was on the screen in her bed room as she shed tears. Yes, she was watching a tragic romance movie and was too busy wiping the sad sad tears from her eyes as Mara, or whatever it was the female lead was called found out that her lover had died in the faccident that had made her to become a paraplegic and that she could not remember anything except from the accident...

Morgan's command "Yes, sir." Morgan waited at the dining table and looked at his mobile phone, filled with his wife's beautiful face. Morgan occasionally smiled at the photo of Jessica eating her fruit salad. "Right? I'm pretty, right?" "Cough! Cough!" Morgan was startled and coughed when he heard his wife's voice next to his ear. Somehow, he seemed deaf and did not hear his wife's presence. "What? You're so annoying!" Morgan said, immediately hiding his mobile phone.

Deleting the message now would do nothing. This isn't making any sense. “Don’t be selfish now, Isobelle. Let your kid meet his family. Plus, do you think Nikolai's family can let you board the flight somewhere to continue living your life knowing you are still married to their son? Not to mention, now that they know about their grandson?”

Ryan immediately stopped him and grabbed him by his collar as he said to him, "Don't you dare to touch her. She is not yours. She is mine. She is my officially wedded wife." Jack started laughing and said to him mockingly as he brushed aside his hands and got himself free from his grip, " Well, I'm sorry to say that your officially wedded wife is my mistress." Everyone was dumbfounded hearing his ridiculous words as they looked at him with disgust. Nichole started crying and Ryan who had been holding back his anger till now lost his temper and threw a punch in his face and said to him in a fierce tone, " Dare you to say that again."

his wife's voice was determined. "You're right." Unlocking the phone, they braced themselves as the video played. But as the shocking contents unfolded, Mrs. Harrison couldn't bear it, fainting in response. Only Mr. Harrison remained, a statue frozen in grief, tears streaming down his face. In an instant, their world crumbled, leaving them with nothing but heartache.

Then, he slapped me across the face several times. My cheeks instantly swelled up, my mouth filling with blood. "Lock the door! Cut off her water and food! It'd be better if she died. Don Volsi will just think a dog has died." Pain and hunger consumed me. If I didn't work, they'd continue to torture me. Sofia came by once. She looked down at me from above, every word she spoke a fatal blow. "I have good news for you. Riccardo and I are about to get engaged. The wedding will be the talk of the entire mafia circle in Littoria, and I'll soon be the rightful Donna Volsi.