My Wife Killed Me Novels & Stories

While working overtime late into the night, I suddenly received a video from my wife. "Honey, there's a homeless man outside our door. I'm so scared!" In the video, a disheveled man was sitting outside my house. He occasionally muttered strange, unintelligible words. I immediately got permission to leave work and drove home, but on the way back, I got into a car accident. Only after I died did I learn the truth. It was a prank that had gone viral online. The footage of the homeless man had been generated using AI. What I never expected was that my wife's male best friend had taught her how to pull it off. They had even tampered with my car's brakes in advance. Worse still, the two of

The OB-GYN clinic is almost closed for the day when Isaac Howard gets a male patient. He's young and handsome and looks to be in his early 20s. He seems to be a college student. Thinking he's here to start trouble, Isaac frowns. "This is the OB-GYN clinic. What's a college student doing here?" Out of breath, the young man replies, "Doctor, please wait a minute. My wife is on her way. She'll be here soon." "Is that so?" As a professional doctor, Isaac doesn't overthink it. He just asks, "So, what seems to be the problem with the pregnant patient? What's bothering her?" "We kind of went overboard this morning… Picked things up a notch. I was in class this afternoon when she suddenly text

I questioned sourly and watched him sit at the table rubbing his eyes. "Yes, I searched for you, Violet…I searched for months and only stopped because I thought you were gone from this world," he said softly. I pulled out a chair and sat down across from him remembering everything all at once. "What happened to your wife?" I questioned once again and he leaned back in his chair, eyeing me oddly. "While The lovely woman was molesting you I was being gunned down. I honestly thought I'd died. Frankly, death would have been better than the beatings I received," I said in exasperation.

but his wife should not know about this. After a couple of breathing. "I'm sorry... Of course, we have a visitor..." He then turns away from his wife. "Sorry..." Ji-Ha whispered. She was in deep thought. "It's not about having a visitor..." But her husband didn't hear her. "I'm probably losing something"

She asked again. About to answer her, the doctor stepped out. He faced Richard at once, judging by his gloomy face he surely didn't have good news for him. “How's my wife? What about my baby?” His voice failed him. Both Richard and Kathleen looked at him eagerly, they couldn't wait for him to speak up. “I'm sorry. Your wife already had a miscarriage before you brought her, we couldn't save the baby.” He divulged. “What do you mean?” He snapped angrily.

"You believe she was not important? Josh. Stop making me laugh. That's your wife we are talking about." The woman beside him uttered his thanks. He might be in the office right now. "If I told you about her, you would react like this, Little One. You will question me, too. You will also believe that I kill her like everyone else. I could never kill her, Little One. Whatever they saw, that was not me," he explained, his voice breaking at the end. “My wife died because of cancer. Nothing else. How could I kill someone who was the most important person in my life?”

“After what happened to Anya, you are doing the same with other women and children? Where’s the difference, Alexei? Why are you even doing this? For money? There’s plenty of ways to make money, you don’t have to do this—“ I spat not caring what he might do to me. What could he do after all? Punish me? Slap me? Beat me? Kill me? I was already dying inside, it was only for the best if he killed me too. “Don’t poke your nose in my business, любовь.” His voice was deeper, more dark less subtle. “Just because I am being nice doesn’t mean I trust you, or you have any right to lay your opinions in front of me.” He motioned to the band on my finger. “You’re my wife.” I scoffed taking off the ring in

can't come home anymore. Your defiant wife died the day you chose to accompany Emma to her treatment. My body lies right before your eyes, carrying the child you refuse to believe existed.

They were probably still engaged in a heated fight. I arrived to see the room door wide open, a huge hullabaloo unfolding inside. Someone even threw a piece of clothing at my head. “You loser! You married into my family, and you still dared to cheat on me?! With such an lowly woman, too! Are you that desperate?!” The woman slapped her husband over and over again, but he just took the beating in a daze, as though he was still half-asleep. “Honey! Honey, listen to me. I can explain…” Chloe grabbed her clothes in a panic and tried to approach me, but she was so flustered that she fell from the bed, completely naked.

“They were shot. Do you have any idea of who could want to kill them?” I could barely register his words. Who would ever want to kill them? I knew them enough to know they were easygoing. “I understand that you are shocked but we would appreciate a response.” He said again. My lips were dry. My throat was parched and I could feel my head banging so hard. I had killed them. If only I had released them early. Maybe if it had been a little too late. “My husband!” “My wife!” “Daddy!”