The Accidental Wife Novels & Stories

“The strange thing came after. As they were leaving, they met an acquaintance. Actually, she was the acquaintance of the man, through someone else.” “Stop making it thrilling, what happened?” “You’re no fun. Anyway, it turns out that the acquaintance was actually the friend of the man’s wife. The real wife, not the pregnant woman he was with.” “Real wife? You sure they’re not divorced?” “Yes, but as the acquaintance revealed, he and her friend have only divorced since the other day. He and her friend were still acting lovey dovey only a month ago. It turns out that the man has been cheating on his wife.”

"She's now married, and her new family is a billionaire family, so why should she continue to work in our small company? Ace should take over the company, while She should begin to work for her new family and generate more opportunities to expand our company." "Now that you say it like that, it's quite convincing. However, I will need some time to think about it," he replied. He got off the bed and entered the bathroom to do his morning business. Martha sat on the bed with a smirk on her face, her plans were slowly perfecting. First, she has to make Rosaline leave the company to make room for her son, then she'd find ways to make her billionaire family kick her out. She didn't want to take a

“Logan was a mistake. Just like that ludicrous baker of yours is. She’s not a good match for you, Gabe, don’t you see? You’re too good for her!” “She wasn’t a mistake when she helped you escape from our wedding?” I deadpanned. Gasps from both Arabella and Douglas didn’t surprise me; I didn’t expect them to know the truth about what happened that day. With more pleasure than I should’ve felt, I watched my almost-wife finally lose her composure. She threw her phone with all her might, and it flew a little too close to my head, but I didn’t flinch; my eyes stayed locked with hers.

He raised his voice once again. "Look, if I don't deal with one of them this one time, the others would never learn from it. I've been hearing rumors of my workers harassing the newbies or junior developers, but no case has ever been reported to me. Now, they dare do it to someone close to me? My fucking wife?" He scoffed. "Nah, she ain't going scot-free." "I'm not your wife at the moment, I'm your secretary," Autumn said to him firmly, reminding him so he won't make the mistake of saying it when he was in public.

I insisted. "Because she suddenly hugged me, that's why I accidentally held her ass, but I didn't squeeze that woman's ass. Get mad at me if my hand squeezes her lady bags or if my hand slid into her skirt. Ace, I promise you I won't let Claire kiss me. And even more, I won't let anything happen to us. Believe me on this. What else can I look for in another woman that you don't have? My wife is a complete package; why would I'll look for someone else?"

"Pumpkin, I am trying so hard to control myself and you are making it damn impossible for me." I was only being honest but my wife blushed hard at my words. I finally got her to bed and made my way out. I reached the living room where I had left the baby monitor. That's when my phone chimed. I took it out of my pocket and checked the unknown message. My eyes widened at the content of it. Your wife's accident was no accident. Someone was trying to get her killed. And they will get her killed. If you want to save her, you better leave her. Well wishes. . . . ____________________________

Two men who had shaped her life in profoundly different ways, both now depending on her decision. "No," she said firmly. "Justice doesn't come with an undo button. We finish this." Diego smiled, pride evident in his eyes despite his pain. "That's my wife." The endearment, casual but sincere, warmed Sarah unexpectedly. Whatever had started as an accidental marriage in Vegas had evolved into something neither of them had anticipated—a partnership forged in danger, strengthened by shared purpose. As they approached the safe house where they would make their stand, Sarah realized that for better or worse, her fate was now irreversibly tied to the Castillo family.

Rachel retorted, but her voice remained calm and polite. Cole scanned the screen, his eyes locking on the bold letters that read: CAMILA MILLER; WIFE OF BILLIONAIRE LAWSON MILLER BELIEVED TO BE AMONG FATAL ACCIDENT VICTIMS "It's the accident on the highway. Many bodies are unidentifiable, and your sister hasn't been found yet," Rachel explained, but the only words Cole picked up were 'accident,' 'Camila,' and 'unidentifiable.' A cold dread crept up his spine. His sister, the only family he had, was a victim in that accident that happened a day ago. And she hasn't been found?

“Why don't you just tell me who you are?” I was irritated by the man, so I stood up and looked him in the eye. “Listen, I'm Ron Moore's wife. If you're planning something, I suggest you give it up!” “Ron's wife?” The man lifted his chin slightly, looked up at the ceiling, and repeated the title over and over again. “Ron Moore's wife. Interesting!” “You'd better let me go! If my husband finds out I'm gone, he'll search the whole city. Maybe he'll kill you!”

"Back then, his wife had lost her ability to bear a child after a car accident. Arlo knew that he was very disrespectful to his wife by cheating on her, but the Acker family was an aristocratic family with decades of history. Although they had fallen into poverty, Arlo couldn't end the Acker family's line. Thus, he got drunk very often and had even planned to hire someone to bear his child. However, he didn't think that he would actually fall in love with a woman from a nightclub." "The woman's surname was Zhang, and her name was Rosita. She was an innocent lady who had a good voice, and when Arlo was with her, he would forget all of his troubles. It didn't take long for Rosita to get pregna