The Other Wife Book Novels & Stories

stabbing me to death mercilessly? How am I supposed to believe I'm your wife when you never treated me like one? You kept me hidden behind the curtains from society even from your own self just like you keep hidden your dirty secrets! Your actions never made me see myself as your wife! The way you always hid me or better say avoided any kind of interaction with me in public was obvious to me what I was actually to you. Hahaha... Wife! Mrs. Wright! Hahaha... I wonder what your family will do to me because I doubt receiving any good treatment from them so does my child! I will never forgive you Mr. Wright for this! Your action this time going to hurt not only me but my son too. God forbid any

Clarissa was stunned at her arrogance. "Wow....that's.... I mean who rolls up to someone's wife like that and tells them that they are going to take their husband" "Stop acting like you're his wife. You're just a side chick!' ... .... ..... Dear readers, please endeavor to drop a comment after every read. Also please click on the love sign at the top of the book details to add my book to your library so that you can continue to get an update.. Thank you so much for reading my book,

It felt like she was hiding from me. I admit I only used her. I seduced her because of her name. She shares the same name as my wife. When I was 18, I was already madly in love with my wife, but that feeling suddenly vanished. This feeling might have been genuine, my heart might have been telling me the truth, but we've been married for five years now. The feeling I had when I held my wife for the first time was the same feeling I got every time I was with my secretary. That's why I chose her to be my other woman. The other woman who filled the emptiness I had felt since the day I embraced my wife. I know they're different, but I can't understand why I feel this way about her, just like I fe

Ryan did not confirm nor deny it, but I could tell the truth from the guilty look in his eyes. The scorching summer day in June felt like winter to me. I held my breath in shock. What was I to Ryan, if that woman was his wife? "Stop faking it," the woman taunted me. Then, she went on to introduce me to the onlookers. "Ladies and gentlemen, take a good look at this homewrecker! She snatched my husband from me, and she had the audacity to ask him for an apartment."

she asked shyly. I shake my head, “No, I doubt they will.” Ellie hesitates at the door, “Make sure you make your wife scream tonight. I don’t want her getting jealous.” I smile, “I have every intention of making my wife serve me.” “Serve you? Should it not be the other way around?”

The three hundred page book and makeup are still inside, but her chocolates and money is not. “Well, at least they did not take my book.” Natalia says grumpily and walks back home, - Natalia let’s herself into the mansion and walks walks straight up into room she shares with Noah. “I don’t know, we could hangout Thursday evening. I’d be free.” She hears Noah saying from inside. Apparently, he is not aware of the fact that that she had come in minutes ago. “My wife, uh. I don’t know, don’t want her breathing down my neck or anything.” Natalia heard her husband sigh as she gets closer.

she said with a small smile, “that one.” I followed her eyes. The title was etched in gold against the faded green cover: The Perfect Wife: Grace in the Eyes of Society. Clara sighed. “It was written by the second wife of Mr. Kingston’s great-great-grandfather.” My brows lifted. “Second wife?” She nodded, looking at the distance. “Yes. The first wife… she was said to be very different. Full of life. Independent. People say she died from a disease, but…” Clara trailed off, as if remembering she wasn’t supposed to say more.

Devon and his group went outside and saw a woman in the ground, a blonde haired woman wearing a black dress and a black cloaked , and her faced has too much make up. “ Who are you?” Devon tried to communicate with the woman. While Luna ,Jasper and Victoria looked around and find out if there are others. “ I’m here to send this letter to You Mr. McKnight.” The woman answered. “ A letter from whom?” He asked. “ from your Late Father’s best friend. Do you remember Jimmy Alcantara? Or did you heard about that name?” “ The principal of Bentwood college Extension.” Devon answered. “ You are right. So here it is, I’m leaving it right here and gave us an answer after two days.” The woman said and sh

All I knew, with a desperate certainty, was that I wanted my husband back. "But how can you say that? You didn't see him. He has another woman, a mistress! He has been having her all these years. They have a child. She is pregnant. They're expecting another baby!" "I understand what you're saying, dear," my mother-in-law said calmly. "I need you to relax. I know it's all-new, and you're still in denial, but that is the reality of things. It is true; Ryan does have another woman, a mistress. They do have a child together. They are expecting another child. But you are forgetting that you're the wife."

She had wondered privately if the stink of the city alone could coerce her to follow her husband’s command to stay indoors, though she considered it highly unlikely. As she had paused to examine the books lining the shelves, the faint beginnings of her good humour had fled. The titles on the spines leered down at her, the jagged lettering contriving rotten faces of their own. Woman and Sin, they read. The Keeping of a Good Wife. Accomplishments Acceptable in the Female Gender.