Outcast Wife Novels & Stories

“What’s going on, Tyler? Do you two know each other?” Tyler awkwardly shook his head. “No, we don’t.” With one sentence, he erased my existence as his wife in front of someone else. I swallowed my anger, refusing to make a scene. This wasn’t the first time he had done this. We’d been married for ten years, yet none of his friends knew I even existed. Only his family recognized me as his wife. I took a deep breath and focused on the documents Mindy handed me, sorting through them before handing them back to her.

Leonard Ashcroft felt completely, utterly helpless. At the hospital. Harsh white light. The sharp, sterile scent of antiseptic filling the air. Doctors' footsteps echoed rapidly down the corridor. Leonard stood outside the operating theatre, his face pale, blood still staining his hands where he hadn't yet washed it away. Time dragged. Painfully slow. At last the doors opened. A doctor stepped out, his expression grave. "Mr. Ashcroft?" Leonard stepped forward at once. "My wife?" "Your wife is in critical condition."

The previously silent guests began to speak up, pointing at me with judgmental looks. Thud! "Ah!" I shielded myself from the cake thrown by one of them, followed by others. Drinks were poured over me. "Why is this happening?" I sobbed, feeling utterly alone. No one was on my side. I was ostracized and shouted at, even my husband didn’t believe me. He was just trying to calm down his drama-filled new wife who was crying, while I was the one in pain. "You cheap woman! Shameless! You're lucky my son married someone like you, just a lowly employee!" The insult came in a piercing tone.

“I will not divorce Tyson. Nothing can make me divorce him. If you don’t want people to call your son and daughter illegitimate children, you’d better send them to our family in Central City as soon as possible. I can assure you that whatever my son has, your twins will get the same. I will never favor one over the other.” Adina could not help but snicker. “You still want to keep a husband like that, as if he’s your treasure. Don’t you find him disgusting?” “What happened that night five years ago was an accident. Someone got him drunk. It’s normal that he couldn’t control his sexual impulse. You, on the contrary…” Mrs. Osborne sneered. “You went out of your way to sleep with my husband. Tha

I reminded them. “Not anymore,” Jorn growled. “She gave that up when she took her clothes off for money. She’s an outcast now. You cannot tie the fate of this pack to someone like that.” My jaw tightened. I could feel kael from fighting to come out and tear these people to shreds and I really wanted that. How could they talk so brazenly about my future wife. Such audacity. “She was a stripper,” another chipped in. “I know she isn't a stripper anymore but she has a stain on her reputation, the humans might let it go but we would never let it go.”

and with this harsh remark, she side-stepped him. *** Cheers loud enough to chase ravens could be heard as Finlay returned to Easton with his runaway wife, Ophelia. Crimson Paw members were elated to see the rightful Luna of their pack once more. And as they walked with the guards right behind them, Ophelia had her jaw stiffened the entire time. These people had mocked her. Called her barren. Slut. Adulterous woman. Witch. They couldn't stop Cestus Dupree from banishing her.

I leaned forward and nibbled on his neck, making certain to make him whimper just a bit before I let go. “I don’t think you two should be doing that in here,” the old woman said meekly. I craned my neck to see the woman from the slot machine standing behind Cillian with a stern scowl on her face. “I don’t care if she is a prostitute. You just don’t go about making a scene like this.” “You think my wife is a prostitute?” Cillian laughed. I glanced at him in shock. Being called his wife thrilled me more than I’d thought possible and just made me desire him even more.

The man looks at Max, “We didn’t get any information on your wife for the auction. Lisa has a moment, if we hurry, we can get the form all filled out for the auctioneer to read.” Max puts an arm around my waist and kisses the side of my head before telling the man, “Mr. Brahm, I cannot auction off my wife. We have only been married for a few months and have yet to spend an evening apart. Perhaps next year.” “Nonsense, it is tradition. Besides, it is for a good cause,” The man replies. He signals to a woman speaking to another couple near us. “This is my wife, Lisa. Darling, this is Mrs. Sturgis,” He says.

"Talia, I'm not interested in your pocket change." She didn't snap. She laughed, turning to the crowd. "Sorry you all had to see this. He's my husband's old benefactor—did him a favor once. Out of gratitude, I've been covering his food and clothes. Guess it wasn't enough. Now he's here trying to wreck our family." Just like that, she flipped everything—swapped me with Danny and made me the pathetic leech. I pressed my tongue to my burning cheek and walked straight at her, face cold.

'Oh Mr Ace thank God you are here, I was just trying to be nice to the miss over here but she just slapped me saying I -' 'That's not true, this slut is the one who was insulting me, saying that she was yours and that I was your little one night stand listen here you little maid I am his WIFE get it HIS!' I could feel myself shaking with anger, when I got a good look at her I saw her face becoming pale yeah thats right bitch his mine. Only what Ace did next left me in shock. 'Please excuse us Jaimee I need to have a chat with my wife.' he says while holding on to her consoling her instead of consoling me his wife.