The Replacement Wife Novels & Stories

distant, meaningless, drowned out by the violent pounding of my heart. Because right in front of me… My husband was holding another woman. Her..The redhead I knew all too well. The same woman who had humiliated him… abandoned him at the altar… and disappeared without a trace. And yet..There she was. Pressed against his chest like she had never left.And there he was.Holding her like I had never existed. I stood frozen outside the glass door of his office, forced to witness everything in painful clarity. There was no curtain, no shadow,nothing to soften the blow.

Her words echoed in the air, and everyone around exchanged glances, nodding in agreement, unsure how to react to the tension. “Why is the boss getting angry at madam? I thought he'd be happy she's back.” “Shh, don’t say anything if you value your life. Let the boss hear you, and you might not leave here in one piece.” My wife? I almost scoffed at the word that left her mouth. She wasn't my wife, and she certainly wasn't my Emily. My Emily had died a year ago in an accident orchestrated by her father. This woman before me was just a replacement, and a replacement didn’t have the right to touch me—especially not when I despised being touched.

With each phrase he spoke, my chest clenched a little more. "When you saw me on Television, did the only thing you really see in me was Liliana, your wife and not Zaniyah Moore who was your childhood friend?" If I had believed that nothing could be more painful than what he had spoken before, I would not have imagined that his refusal to give me my expected answer would have driven a knife further into my chest. "It's always been Liliana, Zaniyah. I only take you here because I want you to be her substitute. I want you to be my substitute wife."

I said and pushed her back with her arm, making sure to leave her staggering on her feet. "Who the hell do you think you are?" She sneered at me. "You think you're some sort of trophy? Let me remind you that you're only a replacement. My replacement." "You're wrong about that. My husband was never into you. You should know that very well by now." "He was never into me but he got married to me? He got me pregnant?!" She snickered. "You're delusional, Mira Kenton."

He exhales sharply, running a hand through his dark hair. "You're not a puppy but my wife, of course I’ll have to come looking for you, especially after what I said on the dance floor... I'm sorry. I didn't mean—" "Save it," I cut him off. "Correction, I’m your pretend, replacement wife. The actual one's at home, probably wondering how the gala is going or if I’ve killed you already. If you really felt sorry, you'd have considered my feelings before spitting out those trashy shit that came out of your mouth earlier."

Eric looked startled and said aggrieved, “What do you mean? I’m your husband. Are you still thinking about another man?” I ignored him and finally spoke to her calmly. I said, “Even if you pretend to be Wendy, it is useless. Her position has already been revoked, and the company already has a new general manager.” After her staged death, someone quickly replaced her. She looked like she had been struck again. She glared at me and became hysterical. “Was this your doing? What right do you have to take my position?!” I shook my head lightly. “Go home and live your life. Stop clinging to illusions.”

Eyes are like a stone that has no emotions. " You will marry that son of Williamson. Mrs. Williamson had already chosen one for him. I have already taken care of the girl. You have to appear as the girl. Don't worry. Use your real name. Your information will be locked. You have to gain his trust. Enter his company and give me all the information I will ask for. Did you understand?" Alisha nods. She laughs at her luck that she is going to be another substitute. This time she would be a wife directly.

She placed her hands on my cheeks and whispered, "You know you won't find anyone except me who loves you crazily. " I pushed her away from me. She fell on the floor but I didn't care. I clenched my jaw tightly and replied, "For your kind information, I. Am. Married. And even that too for two years." Surprise and shock was prominent on her face. She became surprised in process of surprising me. Good! I was satisfied. "You...who married you?" She asked in a shaky voice, "You have a wife!! How could you do that to me?" I was feeling disgusted now. I gave her a death glare, "You are here just as a replacement of Jack. Don't get yourself replaced like him."

he said with a smirk. “That woman really has a cat's life. She won't die.” “Fuck. Why is my plan always ruining? I know Alvarez is coming here.” Her eyebrows rose. “Will he still come here? Even if his wife is no longer here? Will he commit a suicide?” I turned to the woman. My forehead furrowed. Why not? She and Ayiesha look like the woman, Alvarez's wife. “You were the replacement of Ayiesha Alvarez.” The man smiled at the woman.