No Wife No Life Novels & Stories

My head replayed everything in my life right now — Nicole temporarily leaving my life because of a life threatening propaganda, Leo suddenly being in my care, Bianca being… Bianca, my school work, hockey practices, and now… A wife? “Sir…” My voice came out lower than I intended. “I don’t… I don’t understand. Wh—why wife? Why that?” “It’s their rule,” he replied simply. “They want the team led by someone who appears grounded and responsible. Someone who won’t bring unnecessary drama. You know how these committees think.” I rubbed my palm against my thigh because my fingers suddenly felt stiff. “But I don’t have a wife,” I said slowly. “I’m not even close to something like that right now becau

Even after leaving Rick, her life is better than mine. “I’m the one who should have that life.” The words echoed quietly around the room. “I’m the one who should have the powerful family.” My eyes burned. “I’m the one who should be marrying the billionaire.” Instead, I spent my days counting medications, changing hospital gowns and sleeping in uncomfortable chairs. I hadn’t even been to work in weeks because every morning started the same with me needing to take care of my daughter or being in a hospital. There’s no room for anything else.

She put a hand on her head. ... “But really, Natalia. Would you really throw away all these wonderful things that you have?” Wendy had asked when she got to the mansion. “What do you mean?” Natalia asked. “Well, I know that being a wife to Noah can be stressful and can take a lot out of a person as that man is quite the character, but would you really want to lose all the great things that you get access to? The house? All this money? The reputation, the fame? Let’s not even talk about the respect that you get for being the Mrs Shaw.” Wendy shook her head.

“N-NO!” “You resist one more time, I’d have to cuff you, love.” My body stiffened as I angrily glared at him. He couldn’t be serious. But the swirls of eyes were more than serious. He’d cuff me rendering me helpless once again. My eyes reflected with intense fury and rage. Wife they call me and yet treat me like a whore. Use me whenever their heart desire. “I am your wife!” I cried angry tears rushing down my eyes. Ralph looked amused shaking his head. “Not a whore!”

God this sucks. KATHY❤🌈💯: thank God I won't have a wife. Such a waste of a lot of shit for real. So I won't marry meaning I won't worry anyone or leave anyone.. I don't know how many times I read that sentence. She won't get married? This girl? She doesn't want babies and she doesn't wanna get married? Did she want to die alone? ME: wanna die alone? Why don't you wanna get married. Wouldn't you want to grow old with someone?

Not a business partner. His wife.

But how could he, if he had no heir? Emelia’s chest tightened as she recalled the desperation in his eyes. “Do you know what my people will call me if this comes out?” he had whispered. “Nwoke na-adịghị ike. A weak man. A curse. And worse, they will call you barren. You, Emmy. They won’t care whose fault it is. You’ll bear the shame with me.”a His words had sliced through her like a blade, because she knew he was right. In their world, the woman always carried the heavier blame.

"When I lost the baby and was hospitalized myself, she never came once either." Did she need to? Julian's flat response landed like a blade straight through her. She'd had a miscarriage. Did he even understand what that meant? She thought back to the woman in the next room during her own hospital stay, the one whose husband cooked for her every day, spoon-fed her brown sugar water by hand. She remembered overhearing them talk about trying again in six months, him telling her they were still young, that the crib they'd already bought wouldn't sit empty for long.

I'm used to be neglected in this house though I'm his wife. I'm Tyra Louise Skyler-Grey, the wife of the known billionaire in town named Karl Matthew Grey. Our marriage wasn't like in the romantic movies where the girl and boy love each other and they decided to be with each other until the rest of their lives. My life isn't romantic at all. I often describe it as a tragedy. Matthew and I didn't know each other. I just know him when my father introduce me to him as his bride to be. Even I was to shock to know that I was getting married that time. I literally have no idea what's going on.

The threat landed, making Marcus’s face darken with humiliation. “Your wife?” he spat. “After what she’s done, you’re still calling her your wife?” “Until the divorce is finalized,” Noah replied without hesitation, “she is exactly that. My wife. And whether this marriage survives another day or not is completely irrelevant to what just happened. Nobody in this family has the right to put their hands on her.”