Sorry My Sweet Wife Novels & Stories

“Your wife is in one of our wards, and honestly, she's not doing too well.” Fuck.

I asked and she smiled sadly at me "It's the day his wife died!"

Her lost words to her husband, "I am sorry my dear. I have a dream to live with you for many years but I never expected that my life would end this earlier. I miss you," Her lost words to me, "Akshadh, you are equal to my brother. I saw a marriage match for you Akshadh but my bad luck couldn't able to see your wedding. Takkkkeee care...e.. of myyyyy husssbandddd and Alllllleeennnn...............," She fell in my friend's chest speechlessly, breathlessly. She passed away. I am unable to console myself and my friend. We cried and at least I need to save my friend and his daughter.

I went ahead to tap on the screen and it was only then I saw the message sent by my wife. “You have my forgiveness now and the loving husband I had few days ago disappeared. How ironic? Dinner has gone cold, have a lovely night,”

“My husband died in an accident. It’s been so hard.” “Please, if you’re alive, just say something.” Her last message was from two months ago. I covered my mouth, my chest aching. God… she went through all that, and I wasn’t even there. She lost her husband, and I didn’t even know. “Liam…” I whispered bitterly. “You took everything from me, even my friends.” I wiped my tears and started typing. "Sophia… It’s me. I’m so sorry. I just saw your messages. I’ve missed you so much. I’m so sorry I wasn’t there when you needed me. Here’s my new number, please call me when you see this."

“And then, when she reaches out—and she will, Kelvin, a woman doesn’t kiss someone like that and simply stop thinking about it—you tell her the truth. “That you’re not sorry. “That you’ve never once been sorry about her, not for one day since you met her, and the only thing you’re sorry for is a badly chosen sentence in a moment that scared you more than you expected it to.” I sat in my brother’s flat, still in my coat, and thought about a woman walking out into the cold with my apology sitting wrong in her ears, carrying it home to a husband who had no idea what he’d already lost and was still, somehow, in the room with her every single night.

Harthwore found himself becoming even more interested in uncovering what this was really about. Then he remembered the plan. He had to apologize and convince her that his wife was the one at fault. “It may be difficult to convince my wife to reconcile with you,” he said. “But rest assured, she'll come around.” “I said a lot of hurtful things to her,” Ruth admitted. “I was angry because she didn't trust me.” “It's alright.” Harthwore gave her a reassuring nod. “You should go back inside. She'll come around eventually.”

Jessica let out worriedly. "Love, you're my family. You, Emerald, and our first baby. I only did that to her because I don't want her to hurt you or the baby. The truth is, I didn't like what happened either but you know how much I love you and I hate it if anybody would chose to hurt my family," Travis let out before kissing the side of her cheeks. "Let get to bed, it getting late." Travis said before leading his wife to bed. SEVEN MONTH LATER

‘Oh boy, I’m in trouble’ Mr Winthrop thought and ran after his wife. “Babe, I’m sorry.” He entered their room and met her sitting on the bed. He walked slowly towards her and held her hand. “Babe, I’m sorry. I promise that wouldn’t happen again.” She frowned and took her hand off from his. “Sugar pie, sugar plum, Babe, honey, the only woman I’ll and always love, the only woman in this cold heart of mine. Please forgive this naughty husband of yours.” He gave her his best puppy eyes, she just stared at him and turned her face again with a scoff.