Novel & Cerita Reclaiming Wife

Ralph sucked Rara’s bottom lip between his teeth as his hands strayed from her hips to the upper part of her thighs and forcibly pulled them apart. "Understand something," Ralph growled lowly against her lips. "You’re now our wife, no longer a daughter or sister but ‘ours’.” As one hand held her thigh, the other crept one hand held her thigh, the other crept up her flat stomach and possessively grabbed her plump bare breast. "I did you a favour. Your whore of a sister was eventually going to betray you, topolìno. This world is fucking selfish, it wouldn’t think twice before eating you up, then why are you feeling remorse for a wench who was ready to kill you to save her skin." Ralph continue

She was replacing me. Liam and Emily were once the golden couple—he, the heir to a fortune; she, a rising actress. Different worlds brought together by love. Until she left him for her career and broke him. I still remember that night. The media went wild over Liam’s near-suicide. Meanwhile, I sat in a hospital waiting room, praying my father would survive surgery. My family was drowning in medical bills. That’s when Mrs. Wilson made her offer: “Help Liam recover. Marry him. Just for five years.”

“I almost lost the ability to walk, my grandfather threatened to cut me off completely, said I was a fool for trying to ruin my life for a woman, if my mother hadn’t intervened, I would’ve lost everything.” He paused, his brow lifted and a stupid smirk appeared on his face. “To regain my position in the family, I needed a strategic marriage.” His gaze settled on me,“you…. you were suitable…simple and naively loyal and your past made things… convenient for me to manage you easily, and leave when the time comes.” The corner of his lips lifted slightly, like he was complimenting me. “For the past five years,” he continued, “you played your role perfectly, better than I expected,” he chuckled,

Malisha would have to forgive Grayson so that they could be together for real this time. The moment Malisha and Grayson leave them, Linda says, "Due to your secrets, your son will have to pay the price. He now has to watch his fated mate who does not want him because of the rejection. He now has to find a way to get her back even though she wants nothing to do with him. You should have prioritized your son's heart. Now, he has to fight if he ever plans on getting her back." Linda sits down looking at Jonathan and Mary shaking her head.

I gave him five years of everything I had. What I got back was a stolen life, a bad name, and a young son who calls my husband's glamorous girlfriend "Mommy." My cruel family wants to see me cry and break down after this other woman moved in and took my place. But I just turn my back and walk away into the dark. The next time I come back to this city, they won't even recognize the strong person they see. Now, my worthless ex-husband knows he messed up and desperately begs for me to return. But I don't go back to old mistakes. Unless, coming back is the only way to completely ruin him.

she said, and I looked at her confused. “Which is by your side as your wife. I am here to reclaim the rights I have over you as your wife,” she answered. “You lost those rights the moment you walked out. NOW GET THE HELL OUT,” I said firmly, and she smiled. “I walked out a few years ago. I am not doing that mistake again,” she said, and I scoffed. “You are out of your mind if you think that I will let you stay in my house,” I said and this time she scoffed as well.

So now, I decided to reclaim all of her gifts. The money that Irvin gave to her to spend was mine. Plus, the money she had spent in the past was from my and Irvin's joint account. Thus, it was also mine. My husband had cheated on me. He also bought expensive gifts for his mistress with my money. Since this was the case, I—the wife—had the right to reclaim these items as they belonged to me. Julianne's eyes widened in shock. She hadn't recovered from the shock of Irvin transferring all his assets to me. And now, I told her I was going to reclaim everything she had been given. This made her go completely slack-jawed.

It is off-limits to violence, but I must get my wife back. Standing before them, I speak with a passion I’ve rarely shown. “I know all of you are thinking that this is wrong. But I take full responsibility for our actions today. The Reagan must be shown that we are strong and will not bow to the whims of a princess. I am a Reagan that cannot be manipulated by childish games. My wife is in danger, and she is my queen. We will get her back. To lose her to my enemy will make me look weak. It will make us all look weak. Are we weak?” “No, Alfredo!” they shout in unison. “We are strong.”

“You’re not alone. You never were. But if you keep pretending, you’ll drown before anyone can reach you.” Celina swallowed hard. For the first time in weeks, she felt something crack. “No, I did,” her father cut in, stepping forward. His voice was harder, older, filled with barely contained anger. “We heard from your cousin. Word’s spreading. This man you married—he has another wife? Another life?” Celina finally turned to face them, her eyes red but defiant. “I didn’t know.” “That’s not the point!” her father snapped, the sharp crack of his palm hitting the dining table reverberating through the room like a gunshot. The plates rattled, and so did Celina’s resolve.

He smiled and waved back before getting into the car. Watching his wife grow thinner with each passing day broke Harthwore's heart. He felt he had failed not only as a father but also as a husband. Years ago, it was his negligence that led to the loss of their daughter, and now that she had finally returned, they had carelessly allowed her to be kidnapped. They had just gotten onto the highway when Joshua's phone vibrated with a notification. Without hesitation, he glanced at the screen. At a time like this, any message could contain information that might lead them to Layla. Business was the least of his concerns.