Sorry My Sweet Wife Novels & Stories

“You were… harmless. Soft. Painfully naïve. I remember thinking how you carried so much light it was almost blinding. Maybe in another life, without Sorava by my side, I might have... wanted to get to know you genuinely. Perhaps if my heart wasn’t already consumed by another woman...” Goddess—my eyes burned, even as I drew in a sharp breath, trying to swallow down the excruciating ache stabbing into my chest. “And then Sorava died,” his voice lowered. “My Luna. My wife. My everything.” He looked at me, his stare sharp, filled with a pain too deep, too personal.

Solomon Happiness laughed. "So, honey, do you still remember those days? You would not stop amusing me," she said. "I told you that by the time I remind you of our conversation then, you will remember. But now, what a wonderful wife, friend, and helper you have become to me, my love and joy? Thank you very much for all you have done for me. If I am given a second chance to marry again I will still love to marry you. You are a blessing to me and the favor that I've obtained from the Lord. You have really made me the happiest man on earth. Thank you so much, my sweet. I love you and will continue to, till death do us part." Hearing this, Mrs. Solomon happiness, who was laughing at the dialogue

Liam said as he smiled. “My wife is the one who is making me happy and I don’t share. Go find your happiness, oh you can’t, I forgot you are single” TBC

She smiles. Edward’s wife gives her a smile so sweet that it could give cavities. “Be careful, especially with who you surround yourself with. Goodbye Mrs Shaw.” Then she walks away, her husband following in tow after with a wave to them. “Enough ladies, let’s go home now.” Noah calls out from the side.

After the door was closed, Damien walked towards his wife's bed and sat close to her as he listened to the beep from the machine. “I'm so sorry I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry” Damien continued to apologize to his sleeping wife for about thirty minutes. "I will not rest until they both pay for this, I'm so sorry you have to go through all of this because of me. Just promise me that you won't stop fighting to come back to us, I need you, and Alex needs you and Alexia. We all need you please come back to us." Damien said as he kissed his wife on her lips before he wiped his tears and left the room. "Are you alright?" MJ walks towards his friend as they've not talked since they got to the hospital,

I rushed out as I prepared to stand up and run away from the mess I had caused. "No, it's okay. I want to tell you." He weakly reassured with a sad smile that matched his sorrowful eyes as he began," Sophie's mom, also known as my wife, died four years ago." He quietly muttered while a traitor tear left his eye. His response was brief, but it completely took me off guard. It was filled with so much emotion, it was almost suffocating.

I said. "Oh, Jared, I don't know how to thank you!" Charlotte exclaimed, rushing over to hug me and kissing me on the cheek. This was too sudden. I stood there, shocked. We had broken up a long time ago, and what she did was inappropriate. "I'm so sorry. I was just so grateful. I couldn't help myself," she said, jumping back. "It's okay. I understand," I said, stepping back. "Sophia is so lucky to have you as her husband," she said, smiling.

He knew their dinners would never remain the same. “I’m really really sorry.” He repeated, “I can’t imagine what you two must be going through right now.…” Adrian chipped in, feeling sorry, even for Gary who was still making jokes and teasing. “I am hurting, I’m hurting so badly.” Noah admitted. “But I’m happy too. I’m happy I will finally meet Lovelyn tomorrow.” “Enough!” Fredrick exclaimed. “Enough about Margaret, Lovelyn, who is hurting and what not. You guys, I left my pregnant wife at home to be with you! What is going on here? Is this a road trip or a pity party?!”

“Mum, what the hell is this? What did you do to my wife?” Melinda scoffed, “Wife? This cheap thing is not a wife. She is a whore.” Damon rose, stalking over to Melinda at the speed of light. The woman jumped in fright as he spoke, voice hard. “Watch your mouth.” “Damon, that is enough.” His mother chided and he snapped his head towards her.

Sunlight spilled through the window and settled over his soft hair, turning it a warm shade of gold. My son was three years old. And my wife's lover had been in her life for three years. I kept scrolling. The last message was from yesterday. [Babe, can we finally make it official that day?] Something crumbled inside me. Make what official? Was she planning to ask me for a divorce? The lock turned. Adeline pushed the door open and stepped inside, her eyes sweeping across the living room. "I left my black phone at home. Have you seen it?" "Cole found it." I walked over and held out the phone. "Can't believe you'd forget something that important."