Tengen Wives Novels & Stories

I stared at the lady in a stunning blue dress and glass stilettos. She slowly took off the shades she had on, revealing her piercing brown eyes, and my heart stopped. Vivian’s expression mirrored mine as her eyes bulged out in shock. She gasped audibly beside me. “Ms. Ophelia… THE CEO of Westbrook Limited.” Her assistant ushered behind her. My jaw dropped involuntarily. Standing before me, looking more elegant and poised than I ever imagined, was my ex-wife—Ophelia.

"What? Do you really have a wife? Ragnar was shocked, no wonder Edward was not moved by Nigel's confession and Ingrid's overtures, it turned out that he already had a wife. "Who is your wife, bring it out for me to see another day?" "Let's talk about it when we have a chance." Edward said vaguely, he knew that Sasha didn't like messy parties, and the last time he could go with him to see Nigel was already very face-saving for her.

Another message popped up, "Tell no one if you want to live." "Nothing!" Adriana retorted sharply," I just need to...." "Nathan!" Someone yelled from afar and Adriana twisted in the direction the voice came from. Rodriguez and his wife. He was dressed in a Hawaiian shirt that showed his bubbly nature and grey shorts that exposed a little more than his tanned thighs. His wife, on the other hand, was dressed in a long summer gown that had printed hibiscus all round and fitted well with her fashion sense and comfort.

The chicken hopped around for a moment before dropping a steaming pile of poop onto my custom-made designer couch. Then it took off racing around the living room, scattering feathers and dust everywhere. That was the last straw. I pointed at the two women, my voice shaking with rage. "Who are you? What are you doing in my house? Get out!" Martha Wilson showed no sign of remorse. Instead, she planted her hands on her hips, spat on the floor in my direction, and sneered. "Shut your mouth, you bitch. From now on, we're Ryan's first and second wives. And you think you can throw us out?"

Grandma Joni said, "Now, Wendy, you do not even know what a Doma is, now do you?" Grandma Joni asked and Natalia started to laugh. "There's the internet. We don't really need to stress to find out about information like that, you know?" Wendy said and took out her phone. "Okay then, look it up, insolent girl." Grandma Joni said, now taking Delilah's hair in sections and plaiting them into long braids. Wendy started to mutter words while going through the internet. "Demon slayer, housing, tech company, Defense of marriage act—"

But just because of her this mistake it became a cunning and evil plotting place for Zen to trouble Karan. Even before this we tried to attack Dia thinking the company she was handling was hers but it turned out to be her bestfriends father and I guess she values that old man more than anything. She staying awake and reluctantly working hard got them out of that crisis which occured accidentally as we ployed their rivals. And now he is inside the jail, rotting in hell and thankfully he doesn't have any proof of us being involved in that. But the way she being far from her family and husband keeping her sacred relation on a thin thread helped them was commendable. While her husband turned out

Unable to stay mad at his wife but refusing to give her the satisfaction of getting ahead of him again, Tynan pretended to be inconsolable. From above the heavens, the creator of the G-phone's mysterious system smirked and stretched her hand out. "Pay up!" the Goddess of the Red Thread smirked. Love wasn't dead and she could prove it. The other Gods clicked their tongues in discontent but couldn't argue with it. The goddess won the bet fair and square. It didn't matter if they tempted the couple with money, prestige or other desires, Tynan walked away from every single one of them. It didn't matter if they removed Laura's memories, she still found her way back to him. Their love was genuine

> "I'm the cold, detached wife. I'm the emotionally unavailable physician who spent more time in the trauma bays than in her own home. I was entirely too focused on my own career advancement to notice a lonely, neglected husband." Thelma looked utterly crushed. The absolute silence that followed was all the confirmation I required. I nodded slowly, the pieces of the puzzle locking into perfect alignment. The script practically wrote itself. The highly successful, unyielding female doctor; the busy, neglectful mother; the tragic, cast-aside husband who simply fell into the arms of a warm, supportive young woman. You could almost hear the whispers spreading through the manicured lawns of River

replied Long Ning'er very casually, saying that Long Chen already had more than ten women with him. "Ha! Can he really do that? This is really too much. How can a man have more than ten women just like that? Isn't he afraid that there will be problems in the family later?" asked the spirit woman with a very surprised look on her face. Long Ning'er just smiled in response. It was true that there were many, but for someone like Long Chen, it wouldn't be difficult, especially since the women who were his women were not ordinary women. Even if all of Long Chen's wives had children in the future, at most, they would be in the position of their mothers rather than in the position that Long Chen ha

Michael and Joanne looked like they were ready to explode. "You've lost your mind!" Michael barked. Joanne grabbed her, rough and angry. "Get back in the car!" Her grip was brutal. Jared's eyes darkened—he moved to step in. But a sharp voice cut through the chaos. "What's going on here?" Everything stopped. Everyone turned. Out stepped a man and a woman. Gasps echoed. "That's Giovanni Loredan and his wife, Francesca!" Faces blanched. Joanne straightened up fast.