My Two Wives Novels & Stories

Lady 2 : Get the hell out of my husband's car prostitute! WTF! Husband's car? That's when I gathered 1 + 1 and came up with 2...

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.”

“I’m sure your story was very different from mine.” Matilda chuckled lightly. “Maybe. But let me tell you how I became who I am today.” I wanted to tell her I wasn’t in the mood for a story, but something in her tone made me stay silent. “I’ve had two husbands,” she began, crossing her legs elegantly. “Both powerful, both foolishly in love with me. The first died of a mysterious illness. Tragic, really. The second… well, an unfortunate accident. The kingdom pitied the poor, grieving widow.”

I guessed she had hung up the phone because he just stared at the screen. He was silent for a while; then he faced Maryam, "why is your family being wicked? My daughter cannot be a concubine." He said angrily. "Actually, that is exactly what she is. Second wives are regarded as concubines; if there is a third, the third would be regarded as a mistress. You can only have a second wife as a commoner, but Royals only have one wife, and that is the first. Unless Adam divorces his current wife, Laila will be regarded as a concubine. She cannot be queen. Her son can only be king if the first wife is unable to bear a son. It is our law. I thought you knew."

She went on in a mocking tone. Mrs. Wursita who feels challenged to a facial expression of discomfort. "Well, yeah. Of course I know him. Laura, are you the child of the first mistress or the second mistress?" She asked Desmon's lover. The girl was shocked, as was Mrs. Padmana. It seemed that she did not know yet that Hartono Salim had two wives. Mrs. Padmana looked intently toward Desmon, then turned to Laura. "S-second wife, Aunt," Laura stammered.

I delivered my warning before walking away with every intention to leave the crazy woman alone before she infects me with her rabies. " You will never qualify to be the twins' mate. I will always remain their wife and true mate." The lady said, making me halt in my steps. I thought that I heard it wrong or perhaps my ears were playing tricks on me. Walking back to her, I lifted her from the ground roughly. " What did you just say?" I needed to confirm if I heard the right thing. I watched as the woman smiled mockingly at me. " You heard me right. The twins are my husbands. We have been married for years so don't think that being their mate makes you their wife. I am their first love and nobo

“What rumours?” Leaning against the headrest, I thought for a while before saying. “Some say she's not actually your wife and you're not married. Others say she was married to two different men at the same time. There's also rumours you're being blackmailed into pretending to be her husband-”

“Those two years when your legs were paralyzed—yes, I wasn’t by your side. But why? Because I was out finding a cure for you! “I went into the hottest deserts, battling sandstorms and blistering heat to find the plants needed for extracting those medicinal compounds. My team and I were nearly swallowed by quicksand. We faced storms that almost killed us. But I never backed down because I wanted you healed. I wanted the research to succeed more than anyone else. “And what about you? While I was risking my life for you, what were you up to? You were sleeping with my cousin. You hid it from me for two years! And you even used ‘business trips’ as an excuse to marry her in America!

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.

"I know you don't want to, but I need a second opinion and you're the only one here. I'll buy you a new set too. No arguments, you can't keep wearing those awful granny pants you insist on. I do want you to get married one day baby and I'll have failed you if I don't help you keep your husband interested, you don't want him to start cheating on you the way William did throughout his whole marriage. His wife's lost everything now, just because she couldn't keep his attention away from the other women throwing themselves at him." I bite into my own panini so I don't have to respond. We don't agree on the causes and blame when it comes to cheating. The married men she used to bring home with he