The German Wife Novels & Stories

She got in and sat down in the passenger's seat while Cody got into the driver's seat and drove off the next moment . Their drove in silence as soon he stopped in front of the Family house. They both got down as Cody held her hand and led her into the Villa. Inside the Villa, Mrs. Hitler turned to her husband "How do I look? Is the dress too extravagant?" She asked her husband while waiting for his answer. "My wife is the most beautiful in everything!" Mr. Hitler didn't hesitate to compliment before he sleeps in the study room. "I wonder which girl the unlucky boy meet" Mr. Hitler muttered as his wife immediately glared at him making him to shut up.

It was then I noticed that idiot making a pass at my so called wife and that damn stupid woman seemed to be enjoying it from where I stood and could see them. There was no way she was going to ruin this for me. Not after I've reached this far and so close to getting what I want. I kindly excused myself before walking to Joel and my wife who went by the name of Sierra. Her tastes were even more pathetic when it came to choosing men. Seriously? My useless brother of all people who couldn't keep his thing erect. I really had a dumb wife. No wonder dad chose her to be my wife.

Herminia raised her voice, she couldn't believe it. “Grandma, this is no longer your business, Gia is my wife, and whatever happens between us, we will resolve it.” “Your wife? You treat your wife as if she were your lover's servant, where is the education we gave you? "You don't understand anything." "I understand perfectly! I understand that you are a coward who takes his lover on his honeymoon, a wretch who humiliates a poor girl." The grandmother hit the ground with her cane, annoyed. "Things are not that simple."

" I said keep your fuckíng voice low! Don't yell at me. You are not a dog! " " But if_ " She added, raising a finger. " Just if perhaps you are a toothless dog who can't do anything else but bark, granny. " " Then I suggest you get out! " She snapped. A ring finger pointed at the door. It blinded the old woman pushing her to a painful realization that this rude woman was really a wife. " Get out to the dog cage where you belong! " Oh! Mercury chuckled. Amused by the weight of her words. He confessed he didn't fancy his wife as a woman but he admired her. She was formidable. Fierce and ruthless!

I should be too but surprisingly I'm not and that was why I wasn't thinking when I went home and showed up at his house where he's having a party. If I have to be the pretend wife, then I'm sticking up my games and doing it right. Two can play this game Sean Walters

It was the first time I had called him that, and then he smiled, clearly pleased. “Nakka! Nakka! I missed you!” I quickly shifted my attention and set Miles down. He immediately hugged Nakka happily. “…Who are you…?” The woman spoke, looking at me in shock. “She’s my wife, and this is my child.” Sebastian immediately pulled me closer and wrapped his arm tightly around my waist. He surprised me, but I let him. Letting that woman step back was exactly what needed to happen, she had to understand there was no place for her.

I started pacing again, faster this time, tugging at my hair until strands came loose between my fingers. Something was wrong. Now that I was really thinking about it, really letting myself remember, the conversations came back. Weird ones. There was that one older woman … the “crazy lady of the house,” everyone had called her behind her back. She had been married to one of the nicer Hartley men, the one who smiled at parties and seemed kind. I had met her at a family gathering years ago. She had pulled me aside in the garden, eyes wide and desperate, fingers digging into my arm too tight.

They saw their little wife confused but what she said made a sudden calmness to spread in their demeanor. She said that she got the T-shirt from her husbands closet that means she mentioned them as her husbands and they didn't about care anything at that time but the words their little wife said for them. She considers them as her husbands but why they are feeling so happy for that. Even their faces were blank but inside their stomach were fluttering. They tried to calm their sudden excitement and concentrated on the screen.

I want to see the jealousy and pain in his eyes so I turn. "Come here, babygirl", I call Ivanna. She gets a little nervous as I catch her staring at Christian. "Yes", she mutters and walks towards me. As she comes close I grab her waist and look at Christian. He has already driven his eyes away from us. Poor guy can't tolerate this. "I know I don't need to introduce both of you but since the equations have changed now, I should do it", I grin as Christian looks at us with his blood-red eyes. "So, meet my wife, Mrs Ivanna Gomez", as I look at Iva, she looks down.

My roommate, John Swift, asked in shock, “Pete, are you throwing that away? I thought you cherished that photo a lot.” I shook my head and cut Bella out of the family portrait. I tore it into pieces. John seemed to understand. “Pete, is your wife alive?” I pulled out my phone. Someone had sent me a text two weeks ago. [Bella’s still alive.] There was a photo attached to the message. It was a selfie of Bella and Carlson. Two weeks ago, I found out that my wife, who had supposedly been dead for five years, was still alive. When I first found out the news, I could not even sleep.