The English Wife Book Novels & Stories

Someone he made sure was his stay at home wife and nanny for ten whole years. Anytime the thought crossed my mind, I realized that if I hadn’t overheard him that day, I would never have found out. He would never have told me until his Diane, wife, was ready to come home and settle. And judging by the type of woman she was, Diane would only return when she was finally retired. They were both willing to gamble on my life, and make me waste years tending to their needs, raising their child only to be discarded like trash whenever they were ready.

However, for me, it was the beginning of a much more painful hell. I, Evangeline Rutherford, was the wife of Roderick Langley. The marriage that started out full of promise and hope turned sour after the passing of my father-in-law. Rick, my husband, began to openly humiliate me. He picked up another woman, bringing her to this house, where I still live. Shamelessly, he made out with her intimately as if I were just a lifeless ornament in this magnificent palace.

' says Viishaun's mind, but he couldn't utter those words, or else he'll look stupid. Meanwhile, Aileen was sweating awkwardly while holding her book and avoiding her husband's gaze. Her mind kept saying, 'Pretend you're reading. Don't look at him.' "What kind of book title is that? How to escape a domineering husband? Were you using that as a reference to escape?" "H-huh?" The queen looked at the cover and realized it wasn't the book she intended to read. She laughed awkwardly and replied, "This is just a romantic fantasy story. I am not crazy enough to rely on the impossible antics written in a fictional book."

I ran out of strength and lay still, staring up at the ceiling. "Never thought I'd end up being called the other man online. I'm begging you. Just let me go. Go back to your family." She shook her head, the words spilling out. "I'm divorcing Randall. Once you're better, we'll get married. You'll be my only husband." A laugh slipped out before I could stop it. "I don't want that anymore. I'm not marrying you." "What about our kid?" she shot back, her voice rising. "We have a baby together. Don't you want him to have a real family?"

She leaned back into him gratefully, letting him support her weight, and felt his chin come to rest on the top of her head. Whitmore slid the paper toward them, tapping a specific section. "Nineteen twenty-three, a woman named Elizabeth Hartwell made a bargain with a death entity—ten years to save her dying child. When the ten years were nearly up, she discovered a text, an old grimoire that had been in her family for generations. In it was a single line that changed everything." Seraphine felt Lucien's breath catch, felt the way his arms tightened around her middle almost convulsively. "What did it say?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper, as if speaking too loudly might shatter th

Just enough. Elena pushed the contract towards him. “My mother first.” “Tonight,” he said. “And I’m not your toy.” His gaze lifted to hers. Dark. Steady. Close enough now that she could see a faint scar cutting through one eyebrow. “No,” he said. “You’re my wife.” The word hit harder than it should have. Wife. Her pulse stumbled. Adrian held out his hand, then paused. “May I?” The question was quiet. Almost private.

, he asks and finding no much words she short reply saying, "Never ever!" And with that he closes that distance also hovering over her frame and slowly his dark brown orbs started getting darker and darker mixing every emotion of his into it. His gaze got so intense on her that she felt nervous and wanted to hide away. Biting on her lower lip she hesitantly asked what and he smirked. "Just admiring my beautiful wife who is looking breathtaking in this red ball gown. And I the biggest fool noticed it just now", he said in a whispering tone making shivers run down her spine.

Angela Romero-Fernan is an ideal wife. A perfect Type-A wife to be exact. A loving wife to her husband Sebastian Fernan. A caring mother to their only son Thomas Romero Fernan. Angela also fulfills the duty of a CEO on their own family business. You see, she is the perfect ideal wife any man could wish for. But her husband Sebastian saw all those things from a different perspective. And indeed up cheating on her perfect wife Angela. And now shady things happened that their perfect marriage is at risk.

“N-NO!” “You resist one more time, I’d have to cuff you, love.” My body stiffened as I angrily glared at him. He couldn’t be serious. But the swirls of eyes were more than serious. He’d cuff me rendering me helpless once again. My eyes reflected with intense fury and rage. Wife they call me and yet treat me like a whore. Use me whenever their heart desire. “I am your wife!” I cried angry tears rushing down my eyes. Ralph looked amused shaking his head. “Not a whore!”