Romans & histoires My Wife Is My Life

“That woman is my wife.” And my Life, he thought furiously.

Though I did enjoy watching him shirtless in the backyard working hard. One other thing is I love Kira with all my heart I wouldn’t trade my daughter for anything. She’s the light in the darkness. She is all my entire heart, well half my heart belongs to her father, though I’d never admit it. He smiles. “That wasn’t what I meant. A buddy of mine was speaking about his wife, how when we get home from, they plan to start trying for a second baby.” He tells me. I look up at him. “That’s nice…” I say confused.

I said and paused for a moment to savour her beauty and digest all over again the fact that she was finally mine. "Oh gosh! I'm so lucky." I couldn't help but express my gratitude admist my vow. "I can't believe how blessed I am to still have you by my side. Thea, I want you to know that you're the most important person in my life and you'll always be. You've shaped my life in ways I never imagined. Only God can forgive the things I've done and he didn't just do that. He gave me you. The best part. Can't even believe it's real. To be finally able to call you my wife, mother of my kids.

~Ava~ “What of food? I haven’t ordered yet..” Dave mentioned, piquing my interest as he was practically pushed out by Egon. “Wait, don't tell me you eat out everyday?” I wasn’t going to ask, I tried to convince myself but hell no that I’m letting that go. “Tell me you don’t eat out everyday?” I asked, turning to face both of them, throwing the question at both of them. They turn to look at each other like I just spoke in a strange Language. “I thought I made myself clear with all my introduction, you are my first wife.” He said it, turning his head slightly to assess me, looking at me as if to confirm if I was joking.

"Why? You don't want us to be friends?" "I don’t want to!" My forehead creased. "But why?!" I ask him a bit confuse. "Your my wife Mara. I don't want to be friends with you. I want more than that!" I suddenly felt my heart beat faster. "But we've tried that before. And look where it lead us." "Mara... wife..." he pleaded. I disagree. "No Maru. I don't want to go back to that process again. Now there is no other value in my life but Baby Tanya. "

“Sign the papers, and we can part amicably.” I smirked at the clause stating I would walk away from the marriage with nothing. “Part amicably? So the last seven years of my life mean nothing?” Lifting her chin, Krystal said shamelessly, “Ray, you had nothing when you met me. I built my wealth from the ground up. “You enjoyed a life of luxury for seven years, and that’s more than enough. I can’t believe you’d eye my fortune. You make me sick with your greed!”

"Jerome, you can't be this cold. Talia's your wife! You're really sending her to prison yourself? Without her, these kids won't have a mother!" It made my stomach turn. Now he just said it out loud—she's my wife. No shame. I almost wanted to slap myself for bringing him into her life. "You good? Talia's your wife. Your kids' mom. What's she got to do with me? You wanted what wasn't yours. You stabbed me in the back. Now you pay." As they dragged Talia off, she twisted back and spat, "I put up with being your wife for seven years—that's more than you deserved. You think you're some prize?

A week ago, the news broke that I'd filed a lawsuit against my wife of more than 20 years, Hazel Cooper, the woman who had shared my bed and my life for over half my adulthood. From that moment on, I became the neighborhood's favorite villain. Everyone called me the heartless man who had climbed his way to success and abandoned his wife and child without remorse. In their eyes, Hazel was flawless. She'd married me when I was poor and struggling. She never complained, even when life was hard. She cared for my sickly mother until her final days. She raised our son almost entirely on her own and turned him into a top student, the kind every family boasted about.

"Yeah, but you are legally my wife as well. And wife trumps all." |||||

I still prepare myself for what to come. I feel lucky being his wife. Everything a wife wanted was in my grasp. I was just not sure about my husband, if he was indeed in my grasp. The s** is really good and I would never trade it for anything, but I know that our relationship shouldn't be based on that alone.