My Two Wives Novels & Stories

I couldn't read anything from him while waiting for what I'm about to say. "The man you own as your husband is my real husband. I'm the legal wife!" I firmly said. She furrowed her brows and walked towards me. "What did you say?!" she said shakily. "You heard it right? His real name was Hezekiah Leric Grant! And I am his legal wife!" Shock registered on her face, lips quivered so bad. Her knees suddenly weakened. Her eyes pooled with tears as she tried to catch her breath while holding her chest.

TWO YEARS AND THREE MONTHS BACK “Benny proposed last night saying I was the only woman he could ever imagine as his wife. Can you tuck inagine? The fucker dared to say it to my face while fucking that Bitch-are you even listening? Hey! Rara!” I jolted forward when someone shook me by the shoulders.

All I knew, with a desperate certainty, was that I wanted my husband back. "But how can you say that? You didn't see him. He has another woman, a mistress! He has been having her all these years. They have a child. She is pregnant. They're expecting another baby!" "I understand what you're saying, dear," my mother-in-law said calmly. "I need you to relax. I know it's all-new, and you're still in denial, but that is the reality of things. It is true; Ryan does have another woman, a mistress. They do have a child together. They are expecting another child. But you are forgetting that you're the wife."

I hiss The last thing that I want to deal with right now is advising a grown man or giving him pointers on how to act around a person when I am taxed with the responsibility of dealing with not just one but two types of poison that can potentially end my life if not handled properly. The first type of poison is my first wife who doesn’t subscribe to this marriage but had to compromise because opposing Me is not a good option for her, and the second type of poison is my new wife who will be a very crucial pawn in my revenge mission against the Donald’s, both of which belongs to the phylum called wife and can be generally classified into the kingdom of the most complicated creatures that exist

"He lost his two wives? But the woman…" "The woman of twenty-eight clinging on his arms like a monkey? That's his third wife!" Ritian doesn't like that kind of set-up for women in this place. It's awful and oppressive. "Can women have two husbands?" "If she has the money." She gave him a lopsided smile. "If I had money, I'll get as many as I can so I don't have to bend my back to get something from the floor." Ritian covered his mouth and pointed at her. "Woman, that's a gangster move."

“You’re right about them. Kane, Zander, and Grayson are some of the good ones. They love their women deeply, and they shouldn’t be taken for granted. But they are exceptions, not the rule.” She paused, her eyes distant as if recalling a painful memory. “My first husband was kind, loving, and everything a woman could ask for. But my second husband… he was a true monster. He cheated on me with multiple women even before we were married, and it didn’t stop after the wedding. I naively believed he’d treat me better because I helped him secure the crown, but he treated me just as horribly as he did his first wife.” Her voice wavered slightly, but she quickly regained her composure. “I hated every

my words were pale. “I have discussed this with the Queen. Generally speaking, a man can only have one wife, and other women can only be concubines. But Nuri was a hero, and the Queen agreed that he could have two wives. When my daughter marries him, you will both be his wives. How about that?” Mrs. Windsor's words were so oppressive that I never had a chance to say no. “My Sister, I hope we get along well,” Azariah said, blinking her large eyes as she handed me a glass of wine.

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 was shocked by my son's clarity and maturity. Later, I ran into the chief's wife on the street. When she saw me, she invited me home for a meal. Over dinner, she talked about Miranda. Miranda moved in with the other man, but they never got married. Half a year later, the man's wife from the countryside suddenly showed up. That was when people realized the man already had two previous wives and four children. That woman was fierce. She slapped Miranda so hard she coughed up blood. Then, the woman beat her until she lost her hearing. After getting out of the hospital, Miranda went to find Jerome again.

{Winter Kingdom} Pov: Cassian Today is two months since I got married and I can't stand my wife anymore, every hour she wants to hold party thinks this is a party house, our riches come from our people. I've run out of patience. Every hour there are arguments between us, and I am always grateful when she goes out for a walk.