Second Choice Wife Novels & Stories

“You will be my wife, or you will be sent to one of our factories and work there throughout your life. With no future to look forward to. This is the best choice you could get.” “The best choice I could get is to be freed!” I replied. “That is not one of the options I have for you.” he blankly stated. “Are you even thinking? Me? Your wife? You could get someone better to be your wife, anyone else. Not me. I have a plan for my future, get married to a sensible and good man, and have a family of my own, a simple life! I do not want to be caged in your messy world. You are a Vermont, you can get whoever girl you want, sir.”

“Could’ve fooled me. Or are you afraid I may succeed and have something you have always dreamed of, huh?” “Please.” She rolled her eyes. “I am not scared because I know he will never stop loving his wife. You are and will be his second choice.” ***

Alright then you don't have to sign the contract, you can go stay at the house. There was no way he was going to let her go and get hurt again, what if she doesn't survive it this time, he thought? ***** The house was t was a four-bedroom duplex, she wondered how Howard could get such an apartment for sex. "Why didn't he just do that at his house, his house was big enough to contain

However, Carmine just uses the situation to her advantage, her tears spilling over her beautiful face, giving her the appearance of a fallen angel. I try to fix the situation. We don't want to attract attention to ourselves. I give the woman a reluctant smile, “I think there’s been a misunderstanding.” The next words that come out of my mouth feel disgusting but I have no choice. “I am his second wife.” I do know that powerful humans do tend to take two or three wives. It is testament to their wealth. I hope that this is a practiced thing in this village. I see understanding dawn on the woman’s face. She doesn’t look very pleased and her voice is stiff, “I see.”

"She'll always be the main wife, and I'll be the second. I'll even treat her as my big sister in the future! That should do it, right? You don't need to worry about me trying to hatch any sort of scheme against her. I'm not that kind of person, so you can rest assured." Severin did not know what to say. He was well aware that it took a lot of courage for a girl to say such things, especially when it came to upper-class girls like Sheila. After thinking about what she said, he persuaded her, "You're a daughter of nobility, Miss Sheila. Are you sure you're willing to be a second wife? Why are you even considering that?! You're an only daughter, and I'm sure your father would want you to find a

Christ, he couldn’t remember. "Oh my god, you are rejecting me?" Elaine’s voice pierced his thoughts. "No- I am. I-" Again, words failed him because, yes, he was rejecting her. “You are going to leave me mateless by choosing… by choosing her, after everything she did to me. Adrian, she had those men throw me out of your house after she insulted me for telling her the truth.” "She is my wife-" “That’s not a reason! Lots of men have been married before their mates showed up, so choosing her because she is familiar isn’t fair when you have barely given me a chance.”

“And I was ready to let that fantasy go. I was ready to walk away from it. But after you showed me exactly who you are? I’m not leaving the woman I cheated with. Not now. Not ever.” Her breath caught, and her eyes widened slightly, panic flickering behind the bitterness. “You’re serious…” “I don’t joke about loyalty,” I replied. “You should have learned that by now.” “You’re choosing her over me,” she whispered. “I’m choosing truth over decay,” I said flatly. I took a sip of my coffee and stood up, straightening my jacket. “So,” she asked quietly, bitterness dripping from every syllable, “is she going to be your second wife?”

“And I will.” The Zoom call connected then. The large screen on the wall flickered to life. Alex’s extended family appeared, uncles, aunts, cousins, faces arranged in neat squares, expressions ranging from confusion to disapproval. Alex addressed them without hesitation. “I’m taking a second wife. Her name is Sophia. I’ll introduce her formally next month. This is not a discussion. It’s a decision.” Murmurs rippled through the screen. An uncle cleared his throat. “Alex, have you thought—”

There were some whispers in the crowd but they were nothing more than that, just whispers. Too add more flair to her story, she stops moving around like she'd been doing while the story was lighthearted. "That midnight, I got home by one in the morning and met my husband, Charles in bed with another woman..." There was a collective gasp. "This other woman had been introduced to me during the wedding as a distant cousin of his, so she'd been family..." Another gasp, even louder than the last. Bethany takes a deep breath. "That wasn't the worst, oh not at all. But it turned out she was not a distant cousin but she's my husband's second wife."

And when everything was over, he stood at my grave and ended his own life with a bullet. That memory burned in my mind. I pushed the tray aside and rose to my feet. "Mom, I want to marry Robert Black." The teacup in her hand slipped, shattering on the floor. "Via, do you even hear yourself? That man is disfigured, violent, and cruel. You cannot ruin your life over a fit of spite!" I met her gaze, firm and unwavering. "I love him. I want no one else but him." Silence suffocated the room. My mother let out a long, weary sigh. "Very well. This is your choice. But you are my daughter, and I won't let anyone mistreat you."