The Golden Wife In Law Novels & Stories

She was dress in a white sequin gown with slashes of yellow-gold, a color that reflected the champagne she held in her long fingers. “Hello, Grandmother,” I greeted as I reached the top of the steps. David stood behind me, not saying anything. “Are you deaf as well as stupid?” Eleanor sneered. “No matter how much you beg, my son will never take you back, you whore.” “A whore!?” I echoed, flabbergasted. “Why am I the whore, when I have only ever been a faithful wife? If anyone is a whore here, it’s his new wife.”

I tell him. He laughs. “Don’t worry we don’t got beef. I just wanted to thank you.” He speaks. “What the fuck for?” I ask him. He smiles. “For keeping my wife happy.” He says before taking a sip of his whiskey. “Who the fuck is your wife?” I frown. I don’t know what the fuck this dude’s problem is but he better fuck the hell off before I bust his teeth in. “Sadie, Sadie Golding or as she goes now Sadie Wilde. She has got nothing but good things to say about you.” He says with a chuckle.

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.

The gold wedding band he still wore even though his wife had died a decade ago. "Now then," he said, pulling out a folder. "I wanted to discuss some routine matters regarding your parents' estate. There are a few accounts that need attention, and—" "Mr. Whitmore," I interrupted. "Are you still searching for my grandfather's will?" His eyebrows rose. "I am. Why do you ask?" "Because I want to help you find it." He set down the folder, studying me with that penetrating gaze. "Seraphine, we've been searching for fifteen years. Every lawyer my firm employed has combed through your grandfather's properties, his records, his personal effects. If it exists, it's hidden somewhere very clever."

I tell her. She frowns. “What’s up…” “I need Simone Wells. David’s brother wants to hire someone to be his Fiancée until he gets his promotion…" I explain. Her frown deepens. “And you’re sure Simone could, do it?” she asks. “She’s one of the only women we have that could pass as a doctor’s wife…” I remind her. “Rather send in. Quinn Daily.” She says. I bite my lip. Quinn was gorgeous, long blonde locks, sea blue eyes her entire face was made to be a model. The only problem we had with her was that her clients always fell in love with the role she played.

“Only heard of his ex wife, he once had a wife and that was a past.” She shrugged apathetically. “Fortunately I'm still the only one he loves.” “Maybe?” “Tell me, did he pay you to pretend to be his wife? I know Richard would do anything to have me back, just tell me the truth darling. I promise I'm not going to tell a soul.” Charlene stifled the urge to laugh. She noticed that Henrietta was trying not to break down but her voice was about to fail her. “Pay me? That's ludicrous.”

"We're getting divorced. I see it clearly now. The person I love is Elliot, not someone as cold as you." Right in front of him, she called the company lawyer and started arranging the paperwork. Randall snatched her phone, his voice unsteady. "No! We're not getting divorced! We've been together for years. You're not leaving me for him. I won't allow it!" She pulled the phone back and finished the call, her eyes hard. "Stop kidding yourself! We got married because of a promise, not love. I thought Elliot couldn't accept you. Turns out, you're the one who couldn't accept him. This is the only way to make it right."

I said to my wife, and I went around to open her door. I immediately grabbed her hand to intertwine with mine, and we strolled inside. Everyone got surprised when they saw me with a woman. “Good morning, Your Highness,” everybody greeted me with respect but, I just ignored them and I continued walking. Everyone continues to greet me until we get to the elevator that has a color gold, which means only the royalties could use it and not just anyone. The moment the door closes, my world finally silent because it’s just her and me. But then, I turned to her and I noticed that she is also silent.

she is just your daughter in law just daughter in law nor my wife so we have to go just choose a daughter in law for you bcoz I am not accepting her as my wife and it's clear mom" He saying not in so calm voice She thing for while and speak in mind "soon you love her son it's surprise for my son but I not telling you! You have to find out in your own and I know you love her alot. And she speak up while brushing her hair "okay as you think now go and get ready I don't want to be late" He speak up "okay then you want her to suffer than I don't have problems" and left from there angrily

She said she would work to earn funds for my research. Within a year, she had doubled the company’s revenue. On the day we got married, she passed my parents a prenup. “Mr. Taylor, thank you for your sponsorship and mentorship. “Pete and I truly love each other. I’m willing to work for the Taylor family forever without taking a single cent.” She had declared that with such conviction that it moved my parents. My parents helped her set up a new company and even funded it for a while. On the day her company got listed, Bella rented out the highest floor of the tallest building in the city. We held a grand wedding that was widely reported in the news.