Philza Wife Novels & Stories

Her lies, spewed under the cover of being a reporter, made me tremble with rage. "You're lying through your teeth! Wilson is my husband, not yours." Rowena Jones paused, then smirked like she had caught me in a slip-up. "Wilson's your husband? Prove it." "I..." "Here's my marriage certificate with Wilson. Got anything like that?" She waved two certificates from her bag, flaunting them for me and the camera to see. A chill ran through me. How on earth did she have a marriage certificate with Wilson?

"That's Beth, Jared's fiance. I thought you knew that." "Get the fuck outta here. There's no way," "Go ahead, Jared, tell Phil that Beth is your fucking whore." "That's right, Beth is a cocksucking cumslut and she's going to be my wife." Phil was stunned and when he realized Ben and Jared were serious, he simply said, "Holy shit."

"Beautiful view, isn't it?" I turned to find an older man beside me, silver hair perfectly styled, a kind smile crinkling the corners of his eyes. "It's stunning," I agreed. "I'm Philippe. An old friend of Stefano's father. And you must be Alexander's new wife. I've heard quite a bit about you." "All terrible things, I'm sure." Philippe laughed. "Quite the opposite. Alexander spoke very fondly of you when we talked earlier." "He did?"

I couldn't hold myself back from asking questions. "I know you find it surprising, but that's just the truth. Zara here is the Master's only child, and yes! He was married to her mother legally. She's not any sort of love child or anything" Lady Delia replied calmly. "My goodness! How can someone as cold as the master get married to a woman?, I still find it confusing, because the master I know is not someone who would treat a woman right" I was forced to open up to lady Delia who laughed hysterically.

"What did you just say?" "You must legally marry Miss Windy Guanzon." My eyebrows pulled together. Windy Guanzon? I had never heard that name in my entire life. Was my grandfather joking? Because if this was his final attempt to control my personal life, he had clearly gone too far. I didn't even know who the hell Windy Guanzon was. Attorney Castillo turned another page. "Miss Windy Guanzon is the daughter of the late Ernesto Guanzon," he explained. "Don Alejandro's closest friend... and his kumparé."

It looked tender and loving, and worse, proof that they had consummated their marriage, meaning it would be impossible for me to annul and overturn. Jealousy bit at me under my skin. There were no bruises or cuts marring Stephanie's skin—nothing to indicate Carter had forced her into his bed. For a second, I could almost believe this had all been a ploy from the beginning for Stephanie to unravel me. But I knew deep down that was exactly what Carter wanted. For all I knew, Stephanie could have been drugged and she was asleep, completely unaware that Carter was beside her or had even taken the photo. My phone rang in my pocket as I pulled my gaze away from the image of my wife naked in my ene

My presence at the sip-and-see event sucked the life out of the party. My indifferent gaze fell on Krystal Markham. “Krystal, care to explain about today?” Krystal and I were a success story, the high school sweethearts who made it all the way to the altar. However, over the last two years, I felt her slipping further and further away. I brushed it off as the spark simply fading over time. Never in a million years did I expect her to cheat on me and have children with another man through surrogacy

“Hello, this is the assistant of Pedro King. I saw that you had put up an article stating that Mr. Julian Black was out with his wife. As his associates, we are unaware of any such information. Might I know if you have any other details about the woman in question?” “Pedro King?” The reporter asked. “As in Pedro King… owner of King Enterprises?” “Absolutely,” Lena said, her voice both sweet and professional. “Wow, this is wonderful. I didn’t expect—”

Everyone stood up, clapping, happy for us, while in my mind I knew there was no going back, I was trapped, and I forced a smile throughout the wedding as my mind blacked out. The wedding finally came to an end after a long and exhausting day, then it was time for me to go to my new home. I braced myself for what was to come as a new wife. I was no longer Kiana Elizabeth James, but now Mrs. Kiana Elizabeth Cartwright.

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? "You can't get anyone pregnant, and you've been useless in bed for years. No one wants you unless she's desperate. "So what if I went to Danny? When things go wrong, maybe look at yourself. A guy like you thinks I should've stayed loyal?" After we got married, we ran every test trying for a kid. Nothing happened. I told her to take it slow. I even got her pricey meds to help. She quit after a few days. So she thought I was the problem? That I couldn't perform?