My Second Wife Novels & Stories

Too bad I won't be able to see her now, I will just have to wait till when she recovers so I will be able to see her. I alighted from the car and heaved a deep sigh, I felt tempted to go see her. I looked in the direction of her duplex and then immediately looked away, I don't think I will be able to face her her now. This is harder than I thought it would be, I laughed at myself in my mind. I cannot believe that the almighty Azek Ford is afraid of speaking to a woman. Well, thank goodness she's no ordinary woman, she's my wife. I heaved a deep sigh and headed inside the main house.

"Is she getting on your nerves again?" "More than ever. She's quite demanding when it comes to affection. But you know, son, I can't deny her that," Mr. Michael replied with a sigh. Mr. Michael was still patiently waiting for his first wife, Remora Ezekiel, even though he knew she hadn't passed away but had chosen to remain in hiding. There must be a compelling reason for her to leave her loving husband and only son. He often wondered why he continued to tolerate his ex-wife as his current spouse, perhaps because she was the mother of his second son.

he says before leaving his office. "Do you know Mr. Geun lost his baby because of his second wife." One girl says making the other two nod. "Yeah, I have heard it to Mr. Geun's second wife pushed Dr. Young." Another adds. "I like Mr. Geun and Ms. Young more than Mr. Geun and Ms. Seon." Third one says with disappointment. "I don't know why he chose such a stupid girl." Two of them roll their eyes. "She is a billionaire too. Stop comparing them." The girl in the middle says with a frown. They all agree before going back to their desks.

Her husband was dedicated in the family company more than Greg yet he was the one given the biggest share because of Purity. "How are you even sure, she will reach twenty? If you ask me, you should start looking for a second child," Greg added. He had been married for four years abd already had two boys unlike her who had one daughter after six years in marriage. Those words pierced her. End of flashback. Every time she remembered what happened that night, her heart breaks making her hate her own daughter. But that was not the end of it, after so much pressure, her husband married a second wife because she could not concieve again.

She says. I was so pissed off , like what does she mean by me being a second wife after supporting her of all her dirties, after I had work hard to help them make more money and now she is telling me that my place is to be a second wife to her son. I look at the queen who was busy sipping her drink. " Are you serious? You are trying to pull my legs right? Because you and I know I will never accept to your son's second wife" I said angrily and she pours herself another wine.

William greeted with smiling face. “I greet my two beautiful daughters, my late wife, my new darling wife and my new born baby. This is the second edition of this video. I’m redoing this because of my darling SON that just joined my family” he took a break. “I have an apology to make to my darling wife, PREY. Marriage is a room where no secret should be hid, but I hid a secret from you. I have second infertility problem. At first I didn’t want to care because I have already had two beautiful daughters. But, later, I saw that as selfishness and I decided to be taking the medicine given to me by Brandon.

Why am I not surprised? “Wow. Perfect! And since you reffered to me as the first wife. Am guessing you are the second wife” “Oh please. That is where you are getting it wrong. Am not..and can never be the second wife. He is all mine. I aren’t sharing him with anyone. You are leaving and don’t ever come back again. Who else leaves her matrimonial home to go fuck guys around” “Oh, So you are the new wife. Perfect!” I signed in relief.

This short-tempered, stressed-out version of myself who snapped at assistants who were just doing their jobs? I knew exactly when. Two years ago, when my second marriage imploded in spectacular fashion. Vivian. My ex-wife. My first wife's sister. What a disaster that had been. I'd married Vivian three years after divorcing Isla, convinced that I was making a better choice this time. Vivian was beautiful, sophisticated, exciting, everything my first wife hadn't been. We'd had Ashley, my daughter, who was now seven years old and living with Vivian in a different state, courtesy of our equally spectacular divorce.

I've gone to great lengths to ask Damon to leave my life, but he's the one who keeps holding me back. "I didn't pursue Damon at all. I even asked him to divorce me and ask him to marry you, but what did he say? He refused, in fact he clung to me even more. He even said he would keep me as his legal wife! Meanwhile, you're going to be a second wife, which of course means you'll be the butt of everyone's ridicule for being second. I wish you realized that the status of a second wife is the lowest status in this world. No woman wants to be the second woman. It's not like you to be so proud of that. You're so shameless."

she adds, as if I should recognize her from somewhere. "It was a pleasure, Miss Carter" I say, already walking away. "I was surprised to see you here" "This is my wife's event, that's why I am here" "Oh, sure, I know. But…" "I actually think she needs me now. With your permission, miss" I quickly walk to where Elena is, leaving the girl with her sentence suspended. God forbid I invite yet another problem into my marriage. I approach her and her company, a man of a certain age.