Philza Wife Novels & Stories

she said, pretending to see me for the first time. Zara and I were bound by a contract. One of the clauses explicitly mentioned that both the parties should pretend not to know each other in public. Our marriage was meant to be a secret. I asked Tania with a smile, “Who is she?” Tania said happily, “She is Zara Creswell, a very good friend of mine.” “Tania, are you both dating each other?” Woah! That was a straightforward question that I wasn't expecting to come out of my wife's mouth.

“You're lucky, ma'am. It seems like Sir. Gabriel loves you so much, unlike my ex-husband who cheated on me!" Celina’s throat closed up. She blinked rapidly, fighting the rising tide of panic and disbelief. “Yes. That’s… right.” She forced a nod, swallowing hard. “We’ve been married. W-We are doing great." Marissa gave an understanding nod and smiled warmly. “He’s so proud of you. I always thought you two made a great couple. It’s nice to finally put a face to the name.” Celina’s knees felt weak. A cold wave washed over her as Marissa’s words settled into her like icy needles. The man she had been sharing stolen moments with—the man who whispered sweet promises and touched her like she was th

One of Clara's friends asked and she nodded her head. "Exactly what you heard my friends, she's Fred's wife and isn't she just so beautiful?" Clara asked and the women nodded and began to talk within themselves. Zara felt elated and didn't know how to feel with the way the women were saying nice things about her. Clara winked at her and she couldn't help but laugh a bit.

" She wanted to know more, everything about the exact story. "Well" Natacha stretched her word as she stood a step away from Lilia, "Prince Philip is getting married in the next two. He broke the news to Sarah who couldn't take the heartbreak. With anger, she picked up a knife and stabbed herself" she narrated with no pity in her voice.

Zara was out for the day so he was quick to pick up that Jessica had cooked the food herself. "Good morning! I cooked these for you. You should eat..." She said enthusiastically. Philip didn't answer. He just looked at her like how he looked at the door earlier. But this time, it was different. It’s like he was memorizing every part of his wife's face because of how perfect it was. Thoughts about his wife filled his mind. 'What is there about her that makes everyone want to be close to her?' He asked himself.

He finally answered. There’s nothing more than she’d want more. She is happily married. She has a loving husband and a great son, lives in a beautiful house, and has a fulfilling job that she wouldn’t exchange for the world. No one is perfect. Thus, no life is perfect too but her whole life has been bliss since she met Jack three years ago. “Mommy.” Elias was holding his stuffed toy. His hair was messy and he was trying to open his sleepy eyes. “Did Daddy leave already?”

Everyone knew Amber Sherry was hopelessly in love with me. She would even risk her life for me. I got into a severe car accident to save her. My health never fully recovered. Because I had a rare blood type, she was terrified that something else might happen to me. She found someone with the same blood type and kept him on standby. He would donate blood to me whenever I needed it. I was also hopelessly in love with her. After she gave birth to Aria, I did not care what people thought. We gave her Amber’s last name—Aria Sherry. I did not want her to go through another pregnancy, so I got a vasectomy. Every socialite in our circle was jealous of what we had. On the day of Aria’s baby de

Barry stared at me wondering why I laughed at that. "A picture please" I heard someone say. Oooh. Look who's turned into a celebrity. "Sure!" I stood up immediately as I held Barry's hand for him to stand up too. I got popular marrying Barry..that's the best thing ever. Barry slipped his hand round my waist and my heart skipped. We both posed with some other couples as we took pictures in the restaurant. I was being tagged as the youngest wife with the most handsome husband. Oh yeah I didn't tell you earlier?

Williams sighed. "What?" “I have James Caliph's birth certificate. The father's name is recorded as 'Vlad', no surname. There's a death certificate here, too, seven years after James disappeared. Pretty standard, I guess. Let's see what I can find on the mother part, Elizabeth Caliph," Williams shook her head, "She died in 1997. Unusual deaths reported as a result of a self-inflicted gunshot wound to the head."

amazing people I’ve ever had the pleasure of meeting in my life. I’m sorry about the way I ended things maybe I could have done things better. A part of me would always care for you.” Natasha stepped a step closer finally meeting his eyes. Then silence again. It was comfortable like a silence between two long-time friends. A slight cough brought them apart and their heads around. Rachel had heard everything. So this was the Natasha. She looked like she belonged to a magazine cover. She was tall with the most alluring brown eyes. Her wavy blonde hair rested beautifully on her shoulders. She was perfect. Natasha held out a hand to her. “Oh hi, I didn’t know you were here. I’m Natasha.” “Hey I