Synopsis Of The Silent Wife Novels & Stories

The woman gritted her teeth, fury radiating off her, her eyes blazing hotter than a furnace. Eva stepped closer to me. “This is Elder Silas’s wife and the rest of his supporters,” she whispered, her teeth almost grazing my ear, but I understood that she did not want them to hear—especially since they were powerful she-wolves with heightened senses. “She is the women’s leader too. Very cruel, just like her husband, so be careful, Luna.” Elder Silas’s wife? I see. That explained the confidence, the aura, and the power that she reeked of. Just like her husband, she wanted to be domineering.

He spun on his heel and his frantic footsteps clicked down the hallway, fading fast. The silence that rushed back into the room was heavy, suffocating, and ticking like a time bomb. I turned back to Cassie. She looked like a trapped deer. The color had completely drained from her face, her eyes wide and glassy with a terrifying realization. The weight of her reality was crashing down on her all over again—she was a wife who had just discovered her five-year marriage was a calculated financial scam, and now her husband was marching up the stairs. “He can’t see me here,” she whispered, her voice splintering. She looked down at her hands, which were shaking violently.

“I might just do that.” I let my gaze drift back to Alera again. Truly, what's next now? The media is sated and they'll finally move on from our story. Legally bound to me, she wouldn't be able to do anything to jeprodies my plans. Things, would finally go back to a semblance of normalcy. But, I now have a wife. A wife whose silence is dangerous. A wife who has every reason to want to destroy me. What do I do to completely subdue her?

Since giving birth, my wife Sandy Wore had this glow—she looked more stunning than ever. That night, when I got home from work, she was stretched out on the couch in a white romper that clung to her curves. She wasn't even trying, but the sight of her hit me hard. I sat next to her, careful, slow. But she knew what I was thinking before I said a word. Her eyes flicked to mine, catching the heat there, and she sighed.

I scowled, she nodded and picked up her purse, rushing away without saying a word to Silas. When I was sure she had left, I took over the seat she had vacated, I leaned forward and placed my hands on the table, holding Silas's gaze. "Silas Delacruz, this is a new low even for you. You're going after a married woman, you're going after my wife. It's like you don't value your life." Silas moved closer as well and gave me a self-satisfied smirk. "Judah, your wife and I are just friends, nothing is going on, just as she said. You see very worried, are you scared that your wife will fall in love with me?"

Though I did enjoy watching him shirtless in the backyard working hard. One other thing is I love Kira with all my heart I wouldn’t trade my daughter for anything. She’s the light in the darkness. She is all my entire heart, well half my heart belongs to her father, though I’d never admit it. He smiles. “That wasn’t what I meant. A buddy of mine was speaking about his wife, how when we get home from, they plan to start trying for a second baby.” He tells me. I look up at him. “That’s nice…” I say confused.

He was busy going through some documents and did not even give her a glance even after noticing her presence. He had waited for her to say something, but he was only greeted by her with silence. That made him furrow his brow because others who came in before her all did one or two stupid things just to get his attention and make him look at them. He had asked himself “Didn’t she come here voluntarily to be his wife, then why was she acting so hard to get?” His own question made him pissed because why would he even say she was acting hard to get when he was not even wooing her.

They looked at me and said,"yes" "I think you guys forgot to see the "Silence please " sign here. It's a hospital….not your home where you can start talking loudly and laughing like no tomorrow. Stop gossiping about a married man like this and think before you speak loudly. Consider it as the last warning….Check your tone." I said sternly. The girl in her late twenties whispered near the other girl's ear,"She is the wife of him." The girl's eyes widened in realization. She apologized shuttering.

A wife should silently support. Know my place. Know my gender. Know my worth. Know what it is she made me for. From the age of fifteen….. I have been her little handful of modeling clay. It’s so easy for her to think in such black and white terms, for, after all, isn’t that who she was for her husband. She only had one identity, and that was the wife of Joseph Park. She has no personal achievements to show for it, other than providing him with two sons. A silent force that made him what he was and zero recognition. I took her place in the company, and Jyeon took his. We became them. My life is always about Jyeon.