My Second Wife Novels & Stories

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.

My photo with Willyam when we spent the holidays together 8 months ago. I sat for a moment and stared at the photo in silence, the memories from before the photo was taken came back to my mind. When Willyam and I spent a day together on vacation at the beach. Those memories will definitely never be forgotten. Beautiful and so memorable when together with loved ones. But that was before, now it's just a memory. Now Willyam and I have different paths. And maybe now Willyam is married to Mia Loranne, because after all that woman is just like me, pregnant. I smiled bitterly at the photo, and let out a deep breath. Who would have thought that now I would be like this? Being the second wife of my

he winked at her. Ronan lazily raised his hand. Linda thought he was going to shake hands with her, heightening her excitement. But then, Ronan asked, his tone calm but dangerous, "You have some nerve, bullying my wife?" Linda's initially excited expression froze instantly, a look of disbelief on her face. This woman was Ronan's wife, the supposedly disfavored secondary spouse. But looking at Ronan's expression, it was evident he adored his wife. What was going on here?

The fastest one had already yanked open his pants, spreading her legs and forcing himself inside. Sarah cried out in despair. “Rhett! How could you treat me like this?” Rhett simply watched the miserable scene of the husband and wife with a satisfied smile. “You betrayed your husband,” he said calmly. “Why would you think I could still trust you? Even though I don’t remember everything from that dream, I saw one thing: you betrayed me.” Another man had already replaced the first between Sarah’s legs. She struggled and sobbed, but no one paid her any attention.

For the rest of her life, she would continue to be called a home wrecker by people who knew that Ella was Evan's wife. "Why do people in this country love to meddle in other people's business so much? In my country, even ordinary people live together without being married," Nathan asked. The man had now stopped exercising. He looked over at the group of women, or perhaps grandmothers, who were busy pointing at Ajeng. "Everywhere, second wives only want the wealth. I'm on the first wife's side. I feel sorry for Ella, getting cancer because her husband remarried." "I can't imagine how painful it must be for Ella. She had been with her husband since the beginning, and then that woman just casua

Everyone knew Amber Sherry was hopelessly in love with me. She would even risk her life for me. I got into a severe car accident to save her. My health never fully recovered. Because I had a rare blood type, she was terrified that something else might happen to me. She found someone with the same blood type and kept him on standby. He would donate blood to me whenever I needed it. I was also hopelessly in love with her. After she gave birth to Aria, I did not care what people thought. We gave her Amber’s last name—Aria Sherry. I did not want her to go through another pregnancy, so I got a vasectomy. Every socialite in our circle was jealous of what we had. On the day of Aria’s baby de

“Well, you’ve been married twice. First to Emery, then he died. And then you had to wait. And then you got married again to this ruffian of a guy.” “His name is Julian,” I said to her. She gave a little nod. “Fine, fine, whatever. But all I’m saying is, you got married again. How does it feel?” I stopped, then turned to her. And she did the same to me. “What do you want from me? What do you want me to say?” “I don’t know,” she scoffed. “Maybe tell me that this is just a phase and by tomorrow it’s all going to be some bad joke.”

I heaved a sigh and said, “Fine.” My wife's doleful face got lit and she exclaimed, “Yay!” With my wife nestled in my arms, I headed back to the altar and the priest followed. “Put me down, hubby.” Bruna said. I wasn't ready to but if I would speak against her, she would not listen to me. So, I carefully made her stand in front of me. My wife was so happy. The second wedding was needed because on our first one, my bride was forced into this wedding. She was so tense and teary back then but seeing her so elated made my heart happy.

However, Carmine just uses the situation to her advantage, her tears spilling over her beautiful face, giving her the appearance of a fallen angel. I try to fix the situation. We don't want to attract attention to ourselves. I give the woman a reluctant smile, “I think there’s been a misunderstanding.” The next words that come out of my mouth feel disgusting but I have no choice. “I am his second wife.” I do know that powerful humans do tend to take two or three wives. It is testament to their wealth. I hope that this is a practiced thing in this village. I see understanding dawn on the woman’s face. She doesn’t look very pleased and her voice is stiff, “I see.”