Reluctant Wife Novels & Stories

Her heart hammered in her chest when he said husband, she looked up at him and for a moment thought of spitting in his eyes. There was no room for argument, no space to negotiate. He had made his decision, and she was bound to follow it. She didn’t want to, but she didn’t have a choice like he said. Each time she asked what was the worst that could happen, she was faced with mental images of aunt Norah that had her changing her mind. She eased off a final, reluctant sigh, and stood up from her chair. She gathered her things, her mind was restless, her emotions was a scattered mess and anger. Pedro was already turning towards the door, expecting her to follow.

“You have some serious guts! Nobody messes with Starlight Productions’ variety show!” “Just wait for the cease-and-desist letter. You’ll be eating prison slop soon enough.” Maximus stepped on my face and sneered coldly. “My wife’s the fire chief for this show. What does it matter if someone’s inside? She can handle it for me.” He showed off the ring on his finger. I froze when I saw the ring on his middle finger. Willow Thorne had said her wedding ring was damaged during a mission some time ago. She also said she would buy a new pair.

Especially in those days when she was just a part-timer in a flower shop, isn't it embarrassing? "Then you know, they're so desperate that they're looking for a woman who will suit their child. If I'm not married, I'll present myself." She followed it up with a silly laugh. 'Hey, woman. Do you want me to leave you?' Limuel, her husband, said. "Isn't he your Mr. Ideal when we were in High School? Isn't he? Isn't he? Oh, that's right, you'll meet Madame Madelle, she might like you for her son."

I’ve been faithful, sacrificed everything, and now… he brings her here, in my home, and asks for a divorce? A shiver ran through her, but she forced herself to straighten her shoulders. No, she said. She wiped away the tears furiously, mad at herself for being weak. I can't give in to weakness now, because if I do, I'll lose what I hold dear to my heart. I can't give in to what that bitch wants. A small, tentative voice broke her thoughts. “Aunty…” Venus froze, her heart lurching. She turned, and there he was Alexander, hands reaching out, eyes wide and innocent.

Toying with a dagger out of nowhere, Lynne said offhandedly, “Ray, she’s a cheater. Sheh did you dirty. Should I carve her for you? Krystal’s knees buckled, and she knelt before me. “Ray, we’ve been married for seven years. Think of what we once meant to each other…” I kicked her down. “Don’t talk to me about feelings. Seven years of marriage, yet you stood by as your father struck me, and your lover humiliated me.” She hung her head low in shame. “Ray, I made a mistake. I wanted a child so badly that I believed his lies. It won’t happen again… “Ray, the family legacy rests on my shoulders. I needed an heir. Surely, you can see where I’m coming from.”

Even after so many years, his flirting skills haven’t decreased a bit. Father Mo laughed at his wife’s docile expression. Every family in their circle has a misconception about his wife. They think that his wife is very rude and feels sorry for him. But only he and his family knew the inner self of his wife. She is actually very cute and docile, but in front of outsiders, she has to act like a lioness because being weak only invites trouble. At the thought of his wife facing all the troubles and difficulties throughout her life, Father Mo just could not wait to retire and give all his time and affection only to his wife.

he murmurs, leaning closer, his words laced with challenge, “if I were to tell you that you should fight for us… are you really going to do it?” Her grin fades into a frown, her brows pulling together. She exhales, scratching absently at the side of her neck, buying herself time. “Well, that would literally be a very difficult thing to do,” she admits with a strained chuckle. “Because, I mean… my marriage hasn’t really gone that far. It hasn’t even had the chance to. I haven’t had enough time with my husband, and right now I’m moving over to you. God, it really just doesn’t make sense. It’s mortifying.”

I’m such a bad wife. . A. Gupta

Rob explains. “Family doesn’t keep a secret like that,” Max says in a low voice. He takes my hand, “Come with me, my love.” “I’m glad this is working out for you,” says Rob. “I was a little worried that you wouldn’t accept your wife. Granma and Grampa did well picking your mom and your aunt.” “Stay away from me and my wife,” Max replies. He pulls me away from Rob.

"Why? You don't want us to be friends?" "I don’t want to!" My forehead creased. "But why?!" I ask him a bit confuse. "Your my wife Mara. I don't want to be friends with you. I want more than that!" I suddenly felt my heart beat faster. "But we've tried that before. And look where it lead us." "Mara... wife..." he pleaded. I disagree. "No Maru. I don't want to go back to that process again. Now there is no other value in my life but Baby Tanya. "