The Accidental Wife Novels & Stories

My voice quavered as I said, "That's not possible. My husband gave me this marriage certificate himself. We even made our vows before God, promising that we would remain loyal to each other. Today is our third wedding anniversary…" The employee looked at me with pity. "Ms. Lucille, it seems you've been tricked. According to the information you provided, your so-called husband, Lucas Yates, is already married. The woman registered as his spouse is one Yelena Jackman." My mind went blank. "No, that's impossible! Yelena is in a coma. How could she possibly marry Lucas? There must have been a mistake when you were inputting the information!" Growing exasperated, the employee replied, "Ms. Lucill

“Not because I want to ruin anyone — but because you can’t build a family on a lie.” I tell them about the accident — the night Eliora came home covered in someone else’s blood. The hit-and-run she thought she buried. The hush money their father paid. How Eliana stayed silent to protect her sister from prison. I tell them about the contracts, the arrangement — how Eliana was forced to marry Adrian to save the family company when Eliora refused. How she switched places to keep the facade alive when she discovered she couldn’t carry a child. How Eliora threatened her sister when she got what she wanted — and how she’s been trying to claw her way back ever since.

"When did you start working here?" The woman looked up at me with bright blue eyes and smiled. "Today is my first day, Ma'am. I am Abigail, Mr. Thompson's new personal assistant." I studied her face suspiciously. She was beautiful and Alex has never mentioned hiring a new secretary. Why would he make such an important decision without telling me, his wife? "I see," I said slowly. "I am Alex's wife and I would like to see my husband now." I said, letting her know who I was so she won't start getting any silly feelings for him.

The headlines continued appearing before her like a barrage of bullets. “Who Is the Woman Who Has Captured the Millionaire’s Heart?” “Mazen El-Hadidy’s Wife Humiliated in Front of Prominent Businessmen.” “Has the Famous Businessman’s Marriage Ended Because of a Girl Many Years His Junior?” “The Mysterious Beauty Who Stole a Husband from His Wife.” She felt nauseous. Yet, despite that, she kept reading. “Sources close to the family indicate that the young woman has been staying inside the businessman’s mansion for several days, while his legal wife has remained completely silent. She appeared composed at the party despite the shock she had endured.”

Me looking angry. Me drinking champagne. Me walking beside Ethan. Me touching his arm. Me looking up at him. The clips moved quickly. Too quickly. Each one cut before the context could explain it. A laugh became recklessness. A disagreement became a tantrum. A glass of champagne became proof I was constantly drunk. A moment where Ethan had caught my hand became evidence that I was clinging to him. Then the headline changed. THE ACCIDENTAL WIFE: WHO IS GRACE BRAMHALL?

“No. What happened?” She let out an annoyed sigh. “My stupid husband has decided to marry his maid.” I blinked. “Marry his maid?” “Yes! Can you believe it? Her name is Mia. Apparently, the two of them are now claiming to be husband and wife.” I became completely still. Mia? I looked at Vivian, struggling to find the right words. “Wait. Did you say Mia?” Vivian frowned. “Yes. Do you know her?” I quickly shook my head. “Not really. I mean, I've seen her around.”

"My wife—" "My husband is not an ordinary person. I know what I'm standing for, the moment I became his wife I already know my place. I don't want to get involved in any of his outside life and he respected my decision where else he knows I want a life without informing any piece of information to all of you" natahimik ang babaeng nagtanong sa akin at tango lang ang naisagot nito. "Mrs. Donovan!" "Yes?" "You're also an owner of a company, right? Can you tell us what is your business all about?" should I answer his question? It that really relevant?

"Oh no! No I'm not. My name is Allison Parker." "Okay?" There was a short uncomftable silence as Allison kept on staring at Claire. "I was at the wedding, I knew your sister." Claire nodded. "Well, she never mentioned you." "Is there a reason you're here? I came here to be alone." Claire added and Allison raised her eyebrows in amazement. "Oh! I'm sorry to intrude." She started laughing gently and this pissed off Claire more. "I just don't understand why you're the one who got married to Henry when it should have been Charlotte."

Later on, in his struggling days, he chose money over his love. Leaving his love behind still made him feel guilty. To save his company from the financial crisis, he married a young, beautiful daughter of billionaire Alex Martin. Although their marriage was unsuccessful as there was a lack of love between them. They got forced by Alex and finally gave birth to a brilliant child that was later on named Chris Hendricks. Unhappy with her marriage life, Chris had to see his mom's slain face in an accident due to rain. Her blood mixed with the rain surrounded Chris from all around. Till her last breath, she kept holding Chris' hand. Even before he could shout for help, her lifeless hand slipped a

The floors were polished wooden ones and a heater was hung on the wall. "What?" He stared at the woman that was his wife and waited for her to give a sensible explanation as to why she had screamed unnecessarily. "I just got a deal with Anne's Truth." She beamed at him, and returned her gaze to her phone. When she realised he was wearing the look of confusion, she shook her head and sighed. "You know, for a successful businessman, you seem so oblivious to the outside world. Anne's Truth is one of the world's most famous agencies, they want me to-"