Runaway Wife Novels & Stories

"Husband? Is she a married woman?" "That rude pitch?" Abby gave a disgusted look. "Is Mr. Steven that rude? I heard my colleague talking something like that too." "Steven?" Clara's Irish boarned furthermore. "Is Steven her husband?" Her voice rarely left her lips as shocks kept interfering with her thoughts. "I would rather choose the groom that my father picked for me." Abby scoffed and blinked to get the faded vision into a clear one. "What is she talking about?" Clara's mind swaddled with the conflict. She squeezed her senses to connect Abby's and Annie's words, and at last she aghasted with the conclusion, "She is the runaway bride!"

Why did people not learn to act right until they had to suffer consequences? And wasn’t that true for Wren too? Wren needed her own harsh lessons before she figured out how this world actually worked. Running away from home—she didn’t regret that though—, except she thought all she had to do was just work things would go well. It didn’t. Then there was her marriage to Felix which quickly turned into a disaster, not saving enough money or upscaling while she worked for Maria because she’d thought she wouldn’t need it if she stayed in the family, married Felix and became a housewife. Worst mistake.

Cross Pov It was a delight to watch my wife grow bigger and bigger with our baby each day that turned into weeks and then months, we returned back to New York temporarily, spent just two weeks, and went back home to Arizona, we both decided it was better to start a family back home in Arizona, Max who had been the runaway kid soon became the new me as dad instructed him to go learn how to run the company, of course, the poor guy didn't want to, I couldn't blame him but after talking to him, he decided to eventually go but he firmly told Dad that he had no intentions of running the company so even though I was back home in Arizona, I still had the major post there and still went there for imp

CHRISTY: Runaway bride. Billionaire jilted groom. Yes. I was Everette Watson's runaway bride. A billionaire and owned a multi-billion company where my father was also an investor. Our marriage was about a potential business marriage, but since I was a romantic fool who believed in love, I did not accept the marriage and ran away even if I risked my parent's wrath. My parents disowned me, but did not care about it thinking this was my life and I was the only one who could decide for me.

Javier wanted to sleep while trying to keep away the emptiness that overwhelmed his heart. Yes. He was powerless today. He was pitiful and he can't move. However, there was a feeling in his heart that he would be able to fully wake up one day. He won't die. He can't die. He would wake up one day and take a look at his one-day wife and make her regret leaving him. Hmph. ..... The runaway wife, Suzie, had to walk to the main mansion. The maids did not even leave a golf car for her.

"Do tell." "Our marriage is hidden, so not many know about it, and it's understandable for you to doubt me. Anyway, I'm running away because I cheated on Isaac, and now pregnant with someone else's child. Naturally, there's no way he could live with that, so he's hunting me down now—" Harvey was laughing out loud even before Irene could finish. The indomitable Isaac Jefferson a cuckold? He did not hesitate to flash her a thumb up. "Well done." Now, he was quite impressed with her—he was not the only one who kept losing to Irene, but Isaac was too!

But I didn't believe him for a moment. Whoever his wife was, did the right thing in running away. I couldn't imagine being married to him, living with a compulsive liar with an overinflated ego. But what if she was his mate? Then it was an even bigger red flag that she ran away. Mates don't just split and run. Not unless one dies or something truly awful happened to her. Or their kid. Pups always come first, so if something happened to the kid, that's a good enough reason to run.

Uh-oh, he heard me. I confessed to everything, and he burst out laughing in a rage. After that, he sat next to me wordlessly for a while. “Let me get this straight, Nessa. So you’re saying… “You didn’t want to embarrass yourself, so you followed the netizens’ advice and ran away from home on purpose? And you even scheduled an abortion?” He looked befuddled, exasperated, and helpless. I elaborated, “It’s a common trope where the pregnant wife runs away—”

Her throat seemed to tighten, monetarily at a loss for words. When Elodie eventually found her voice, she blinked slowly, like she was trying to process it. “How is that even possible? The wedding happened today. We are now bonded together by vows. In case you have forgotten, I am the Luna! How do you expect me to just walk away now?” She let out a forced laugh. I casually shrugged. “Because it’s nothing new. There have been thousands of cases of runaway wives over the century. You won’t be the first one and definitely not the last.” I said almost immediately, not even trying to soften the blow.

She could not make sense of it all. Mr May entered the kitchen dressed in his coat and boots. " I am going to find the B*****d and kill him", Mr May spoke through gritted teeth. He would take care of it before council found out. "Honey, it may not seem as easy. I had a vision of an angel and a wolf", Mrs May said as she added potatoes to the pot. After all these years together, his wife still did not know he was a wolf. That is why Council had chosen them. His wife was a visionary, a sixth sense as such but she never could pick up on him.