Runaway Wife Novels & Stories

I only have this game for women too when I found them close to me and end up betraying me. My dear wife's case was for the fact that she dared to run away from me. I didn't give a fuck's ass about her but I did need her. I needed her for my ambitions and my dad knew how to play a game well. If my dad wanted an heir then I was going to give him just that inorder to claim what was rightfully mine.

Though these women knew her not, Asha's stories of her previous cooking battles and the transformation of the Inn to a restaurant because of her kind-heartedness continued to spread out in the rural areas. On the other hand, Rimas had his very own huge problem. One of his wives ran away, the irony was, this woman was married to him through 'love', his own choice. The trouble this wife made was that she wanted to live separately from his other four wives and demanded alimony for her and her two daughters. In the bedroom of a villa in the village of Satchibunia, a woman lay prostrated at the feet of Rimas. "Sovhona, what's wrong with you, why go and live on your own?" Rimas asked.

Jeremy tried to conceal what was truth but it wasn’t supposed to be concealed from the beginning. “Then I had been to the tour one more time on my wedding. Don’t you think so?” she shouted with her hands folded firmly on her chest. The people around them were watching at them more interestingly and seemed like her confidence was lifted up more after that. “I am a runaway bride. Not once but twice. I ran away from my wedding twice. The first time I ran away because of your selfishness to marry me. If I hadn’t followed you that night I would have never been able to know how much selfish and self centered you were all your life and even after that when I returned you tried to use me one more ti

Her legs went jelly as soon as she started running and almost fell. The woman behind her kicked her on the waist and cursed, “Hey, husband-stealing sl*t, you can’t even run properly. What else can you do, you little piece of sh*t?” Another woman laughed sinisterly. “That sl*t can steal someone else’s husband! She may not know how to run, but she sure knows how to climb into a man’s bed!” Loud laughter echoed the line thunderously. Elaine bit her lips, enduring the humiliation brewing within her, and ran forward.

He said, "Back when you needed her the most, she grabbed the money and ran away. But now, when you hear that she might be coming back, how can you be so happy about it? Did you forget that the money she took was the funds needed to save your life?" "B-but …" David's mouth fell open, and he couldn't say a word. He was so focused on getting money from Amelia that he forgot about that. Then, he recalled what Christopher said just now. "Did you just say that she got married after she ran away?" "Yes. She got married to a young hooligan, and she spent all the money she'd taken on that man. Now that she's penniless, the man abused her. "She couldn't stand it anymore, but she didn't have any money

Emma’s voice shook as she began to speak. “I… I ran away from my husband three days ago,” she whispered. “He used to hit me. Almost every day. He controlled all the money, all my movements. I wasn’t allowed to work or even talk to my family. And our daughter… he’s threatening to take her away from me. I have nothing. No money, no job, no place to stay. I just… I don’t know what to do anymore.” Her voice broke, and she started crying. The pain in her words hit me like a wave. I felt my own eyes burning with tears. I reached out and took her hand gently.

She clenched her hands as a lone tear escaped her eye. “I will not allow myself to be a puppet of your game, Shan Moretti,” she uttered, her voice filled with utter hate and pain while her eyes were fixated on the man sleeping comfortably on the bed. Her very own husband. “May you suffer the same way the lives you've ruined.” Just like that, Feliza left, leaving behind her renowned cruel of a husband—oblivious of the danger she created herself. After all, Shan is a possessive man... And Feliza Gray-Moretti just happened to be his`.

"Would you care though? People always say that men don't like beautiful wives but one who is virtuous and capable." At that instant, Rose recalled a piece of news that she had come across a while ago. It was about a man who married a beautiful woman. The woman followed him faithfully and took care of his family well. But one day, a notorious tyrant had his eye on the woman and defiled her in front of her husband. However, the man did nothing to save his wife because he was afraid that the tyrant would hurt his family. In the end, due to that impactful incident, the woman had a mental breakdown and ended up losing her mind.

My dad gave me a thumbs up and smiled. "She left immediately after the wedding. You see, she thought she was auditioning. When I told her we had really gotten married, I guess she freaked out and ran off." She took in a deep breath, "You let her go? What the hell were you thinking, Alexander? She's your fucking wife, idiota, and you let her go." She stood up and poured a glass of whiskey for herself. "Richard, are you hearing this? Your son let his wife go. How are we going to find her? Oh no, what the hell is wrong with the both of you? There's the other one who fucks around with anything that has a skirt on, and the other just lets his wife go after getting married. Why do you want to kill

"what do we do now?" I asked "We keep running, we can't stop anymore, Mr Pendragon, you have to carry your wife and run with all your strength, one little mistake with cost you your freedom and will cost me my life," she said my husband did as she instructed and after running for what felt like an eternity, we came across a river whose waters ran like race cars, my husband dropped me slowly and washed my face, he cleaned my legs "how far are we from your getaway driver or should I say boyfriend?" my husband asked