Novel & Cerita Reluctant Wife

Maria cried out loud her shoulder is shaking and she's tightly gripping my shirt. "Wish you we're my wife too..." We have the right love but at the wrong time.

“I was given no other choice. Besides, Noah is my husband and I have to submit to him regardless of how bad it is.” Piero took a step back. “So that is it? That is all you’re going to do about it? You would not even offer any resistance to Noah to see how he would go about it?” Natalia was angry as she looked him in the eye. “Do I look like I have not tried to push or fight back? Do you not know how impossible it is to get Noah Shaw to change his mind? I have done all that, but he has refused to listen.

He is eager to spend time with his wife, but he couldn't. He is late enough, and today there will be meetings with some councils he can't linger. Ohh but what is this! his wife's temptations are becoming more and more so. Even Elliona has dared to lick thinly around her neck. Shit!! "Because I finished bathing and had to go to the office, honey. So can you stop it?" said William painstakingly, having to sing a mounting desire not to pounce on his wife right now. Elliona stops her act and looks at William with her annoyed facial expressions. It makes William feels disappointed to have to lose the pleasure his wife gave him. But it is very rare for his wife to be such an aggressive act. Never

The husband slowly replied: "Nathan did not want this marriage, so we forced him. We can only go with him for half a lifetime. Instead of forbidding, we should be satisfied. for your wish." The husband's sincere and rational words touched the wife's heart. But she was still wary of what would hurt Vivian, and most of all, her honor in front of Vivian's mother, who had been her friend for many years. "But I think Vivian is very good, I want her and Nathan to build a family together." The wife expressed her wish. The husband showed understanding: "I know your mother's feelings. But we shouldn't force Nathan. It's not that Nathan has made everything clear. He has no feelings for Vivian."

Adrian’s POV My wife moved out of our room tonight. The thought of it made me defeated. I almost dragged her back. I was not above begging her. Going in my knees to plead for forgiveness was the least I’d do to have her back. I tried everything I could possibly do. I pleaded, I pouted, I even pledged to keep her in the loop of every of my decisions. She just was having it. My wife, although shy and reserved, was stubborn as well. She was fiesty and resolute in a way that just made me love her more.

"Sorry for your loss. By the way, why did you refuse the job offer when you knew you needed it so badly? Luther asked. "My wife was sick, she couldn't help herself she needed me by her side. But I failed her. I wasn't always there for her. I turned into a drunk the day I molested our girl" he said as another set of tears filled his eyes. This time he allowed them to drop down his cheeks. This usually occurs each time he recalls how he shamelessly molests his stepdaughter. This is one thing he will continue to regret every moment of his life "You did what!, Tell me that was not true," Luther exclaimed in disgust.

The elevator doors closed. I was still standing there when they opened again and Adrian stepped back out, moving toward the exit. He was halfway across the floor when his eyes found me. He stopped. Then he changed direction and walked straight toward me. "I don't know who you are," he said, his voice low, "but I am going to say this once. Stay away from my wife. Whatever you think is happening here — parading yourself around a married woman like it is acceptable — you should be ashamed of yourself."

He held up his hands in defense. "Okay! Okay! I was only asking a harmless question. Geez, relax." He huffed, rolling his eyes in exasperation. His eyes were still defiant, yet resigned. Puffing out a deep breath, he drew closer, a mischievous glint in his eyes as he spoke. "Well, since you're so hell-bent on knowing the truth, here you go. Valentina Wilson is my legally married wife," he said slowly, dragging each syllable, each of his words dripping like a venomous dagger being pierced through my heart.

The fear I had of losing her was back again, and the fact that she understood too that she wasn’t well only worried me more than I could admit. The woman was a strong one, she was my wife after all. Stubborn, beautiful, and strong. She refused, and I literally mean it, refused to admit that she was ill. But seeing as she was taking it easy, and that she was admitting that she was, told me that she really was a lot more tired than any of us saw. Grace smiled and got up from the couch, she kissed Kiara’s cheek, hugged me, and left the room, leaving me and my wife alone. Kiara didn’t get up from the couch and I frowned in confusion walking toward her.

Quinten’s firm voice echoed from the television speakers. “As a man and as a husband, I had my doubts about this matter. But reason told me to trust my wife. For over twenty years, she has devoted herself to raising our beloved daughter, handling all household affairs without complaint. Our marriage has endured many challenges, yet my wife has never interfered in anything beyond our family matters. She is an exceptional woman. But yesterday, someone tried to harm her—using her reputation as a weapon against her! As her husband, I must stand up at this moment and find out who orchestrated this. "As for the outstanding gentleman beside me, he is indeed my wife’s first love. But he is a man of