The Legendary Masters Wife Novels & Stories

"About Master, I know that it isn't right of me to request this from you, but please be understanding of his situation. I apologise on his behalf. It's just that you were his wife, and now that you have lost ten years worth of memory, it does imply that you will change a lot too. Ten years is a long period of time." "What about my memories? When will I get them?" she questioned. That would be the best possible solution to this situation. The nineteen year her wasn't suited to lead a life of a twenty-nine year old, and moreover, a child was involved in this. This was probably the most difficult situation she had encountered!

Sabrina answered sarcastically. Sabrina's taunt was really effective. Patricia's household was indeed plagued by rumors of a third party's presence: her husband’s young mistress. Looking at the fierce expression on Patricia's face now, the rumors of cracks in her marriage were not just baseless rumors. "Hahaha, it seems like you're good at trading barbs now, huh?" Patricia commented with a cynical smile. "Just so you know, Sabrina, real love brings perfect happiness. What's the point if you can only raise a child who's not your own flesh and blood?"

' I smiled at him while tapping his nose. He ran to set the camera and I hugged him from behind keeping my promise, he laughed and smiled as several shots were taken. Life was indeed short, you never know when you would loose someone. Oh, my guess all this memories has made me emotional. Where are my manners? I am Laura Isadora Knight, the CEO of Knights bakery and restaurant and...... widow. Today was supposed to be our four years anniversary, if only he was alive.

Mia said firmly. "Mia can you calm down? I know you are mad at me just take your anger on me and let the restaurant be. Why are you so pist? I know that you can afford twenty dresses of this dress on you and that money is not a big deal to you so why are you causing a scene? Or maybe you can't get over the fact that although you are Jansen's Legal wife, he fell for me. You keep calling me a mistress. You are crazed that although I am the mistress and you're the legal wife, Jansen likes me and did not care about you who is his legal wife." Juliet said in a fit of rage.

the woman said before turning to look back at her "All we know is that you showed up at the Ashcroft's mansion and fell down the stairs." She remembered Gideon asking if Cameron had pushed her down the stairs. He'd called her Natalia too. The doctors could be mistaken and refuse to believe her but Gideon wouldn't. They'd been married for a long time. How could a husband not recognize his wife? Was he that good of an actor or did he also believe she was Natalia? "Hold on. Why do you people think Gideon is my boyfriend?" If to them she was Natalia, how could she be Gideon's girlfriend?

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.

I sent evidence of my husband Jerome Maslow's affair to the family group chat. The chat fell silent, though private messages began pouring in nonstop. I ignored them, turned off my phone, and headed to work. Jerome's mistress was Audrey Norton, a young streamer our company had just signed last month. When I arrived, she was mid-livestream, energetically twirling around in a short skirt and high heels. I signaled the room controller to pause the live stream. Once the microphones were off, I finally spoke.

He would hold an umbrella over me in the snow, hand me warm tea when my stomach hurt, and come running to me, dropping everything else, whenever I needed him. Marco glared daggers at Arthur. "Get away! Stay the hell away from my wife!" But Arthur didn't budge. He tilted the umbrella forward a little and took a step forward as well, standing protectively in front of him. Taking his arm, I looked at Marco and said evenly, "Our divorce was finalized ages ago, Marco. Don't disturb me ever again." Marco's face paled. "Helena…" But I paid him no further attention. Turning to Arthur, I smiled. "Come on. Let's go home."

"Isn't it weird that Young Master brought a woman home yesterday? Last night the entire mansion was vibrating. I was able to hear everything " "That's a lie. Young Master's room is soundproofed " "Fine, I know but I'm sure he was making love to that woman last night " "Well, she's really beautiful and thick, you know. I don't think any man will be able to resist her though. Her big booty is enough to drive any man crazy. Young Master sure has good taste " "Shut up! " "From what I heard from Emily, that woman's name is Christiana, and guess what? "

I replied smirking at them. "Aaron Malhotra open your fucking mouth right now before I punch you so hard," I nudged glaring at him which made him come out of his dream land. "Everyone meet my mysterious wife, who is mysterious to world. Mrs. Shraddha Aaron Malhotra. The love of my life," he replied grinning. Monkey monster. Jerk. Idiot. Moron. "For how long you both married? How long is your baby?" The same reporter asked who smirked at me.