The Accidental Wife Novels & Stories

She could hardly catch her breath from the excitement. "Ace! You are not welcome back into my life. I've found another, and he treats me better than you have ever done!" The TV suddenly popped back on, and the movie began to play. "Oops! I am sorry. I mistakenly pressed the remote button." Jennie said with a heavy breath. Jackson did not reply. Instead, he lifted her from the couch. With Jennie's hands around his neck and her feet tightly crossed around his waist, Jackson carried his wife upstairs, into the room and unto their bed.

She looked really familiar. I tried really hard to remember but it only made the previous pain worse. “Ace?” she asked. Was that my name? “He has temporary amnesia.” As if understanding my confusion, her beautiful smile fell and her face was drained off hope. “I am your… your wife, Audrey Zimmer, you own Zimmer Inc and you are a very successful billionaire.” She swallowed, speaking with hope lacing her voice. It was then it all started coming back. The wedding,the honeymoon, the flight, then the accident.

Well shit I have a lot to unveil about that since the only person I could speak to about what was happening is sitting with me right now So, I told him how my wife is now strange and wants to be a good mother, which we both know is impossible. “You jest,” he said as soon as I told him everything and laughed, “She did that? The accident screwed with her brains” He is right, it did screw with her brains “She is so weird, I mean in a good way though, reminding me of the sort of Katherine I should have married, the one that I hoped I had married but turned out to be not” Still remember the little hope I had, the little hope that our marriage was going to be the best but of course, it wasn't, abo

KATIE I sat on the edge of the sofa, my fingers tangled in my hair as I stared at the floor like it held all the answers. My heart thudded against my chest, and no matter how many deep breaths I took, the weight in my stomach wouldn’t lift. Two years with Evan Blackman. Two years under the same roof as the man who had just called me his wife—even if it was drunken, accidental, and completely out of line with reality. But the other option?

“I never knew you told jokes this early in the morning, officer. I don’t have time for talks like this. Neither do I find them funny. So bring my wife out from whatever cell you locked her up, else I’ll burn this entire place to the ground,” I growled. And I meant every fucking word I said. I could see the way he shivered at my words. His hands landed harshly on the table and he stood up to face me. “Your wife committed a grave offense, young master. She escaped from prison. And was involved in a ghastly car accident. Her body could not be recovered unfortunately because she burned to death in the car.

The last two days before their wedding were supposed to be filled with excitement, last-minute details, and laughter. Instead, they were chasing the truth behind a car accident that suddenly seemed less like bad luck and more like something planned.A knock at the door startled her.Everlyn stood and walked inside.When she opened the door, Jesse stood there.His expression told her everything before he even spoke.“Something happened,” she said quietly.Jesse nodded.“Yes.”

"He used to be married, though we never met his first wife as he never brought her to events. There were rumors that he was embarrassed by her," "But they had a wedding?" I asked confused. "Something private. Their family was out of the news then. Until her accident" I gasped again shocked at all this information. "She died and shortly after, that woman appeared and became the new Mrs. Hale. There were some rumors that she had something to do with the accident but then there was no proof, besides no one would dare accuse them openly. People mostly avoid them these days." My eyes traveled to the couple, a few people gathered close to them and they were engaged in conversation. George suddenly

“It was an accident. A stupid night that got out of control.” “And now it’s a contract,” he said simply. “One that can save both of us.” I opened my mouth to argue but stopped. Because somewhere deep down, I knew he wasn’t wrong. If pretending to be his husband could solve his corporate disaster and keep me from drowning in hospital bills… maybe it wasn’t the worst deal in the world. But it still hurt to hear him talk about it like a transaction. Like I was just another number in his perfectly organized life. “Fine,” I muttered, grabbing the apple again. “I’ll play along. For now.”

Lena found it on her break at the pharmacy, sent to her by her colleague Mara with a string of question marks and no other context. The column was titled *The Billionaire's Mystery Wife* and ran to four paragraphs that managed to say nothing factually incorrect while implying everything damaging. It described Caiden Black's sudden marriage to an unnamed woman with two service-industry jobs and no social media presence. It noted the speed of the union. It quoted an unnamed source close to the couple who described the relationship as *unconventional from the start.* It ended with a question about whether the Black family's flagship company would be affected by its CEO's private life becoming p

She was slipping away from me. Third Person pov — Derek Derek sat in his usual corner, nursing a whiskey he didn't need, listening to the fruits of his labor ripple through the room. "My wife's cousin works in the main house," a man at the bar was saying. "Says the Luna acts strange sometimes." "I heard she has no family," another added. "None that anyone can find, anyway. Don't you think that's odd for a Luna?" "The whole thing is odd, if you ask me. Where did she even come from?"