The Replacement Wife Novels & Stories

The small crowd broke into an excited murmur. "Yes, she's the one," a woman said excitedly. "I saw her on the news. Her husband is going around with that supermodel, Isla." "I heard the Alpha is replacing her. How true do you think that is? From the looks of it, that might have happened already. I mean, look at the state of his wife." I shrunk away and tried to block out their words, but that only made the pain more prominent. Sobbing, I tried to get up.

Systematically dismantling Anderson Holdings piece by piece until he had nothing left but the shell of what used to be. But it wasn't enough. It would never be enough. Not until he felt the same despair that had driven my mother to swallow those pills. Not until he understood what it meant to lose everything you love. And then Ava walked into my life. Or rather, I'd almost run her over. William's ex-wife. The woman he'd used and discarded like trash. The woman who looked at me with those blue eyes full of pain and determination. She was supposed to be just another weapon in my arsenal. Another way to twist the knife into William's heart. But somewhere along the way, something had shifted.

he said through his teeth, leaning over me. “Oh so now I am!” I was crying, the words breaking apart in my mouth as they came out. “Now I’m your wife! The moment someone else in your life treats me better than you do suddenly you remember I exist! But every single time I try to talk to you, every time I bring something important to you, you’re so quick to remind me that your only wife is Anna! That I’m just here to fill up space in this house! That’s all I am to you!” The room went completely still.

Not because she was searching for another beginning but because she had finally found herself. The wife he replaced was never truly replaced… She had simply become the woman he was never worthy of losing. **THE END** Thanks for reading. Leave a comment.

Making his marriage to Amanda a joke. "A man only falls in love once. The rest is just living life. Amanda won't be able to replace Dinda's position. She's a replacement wife." "Yes. She's just a replacement wife. Is that true, Radit?" continued another. Radit only responded with a faint smile. He silently agreed with what they said. Realizing that now he was only trying to put Amanda as a figure who replaced Dinda's duties. Not to fill his heart, which was still engraved with the name of his beloved late wife.

“I’m tired of being the secret. The replacement. The thing everyone uses.” “Then stop.” I kissed her. The kind of kiss that left no room for doubt, our tongues fighting for dominance with mine winning. When I pulled back, her lips were swollen and her eyes were clearer. “You’re not a replacement. You’re not Serena’s shadow. You’re my wife. My queen. The mother of my child. And this city is going to learn to kneel to you or bleed trying.” She let out a shaky laugh that sounded more like surrender than humor. “You’re fucking insane.”

I guess she didn’t expect to see her sister object at her wedding, our wedding. When she came to ‘confess’ earlier today that she wasn’t the one I was supposed to wed, and was sent as a replacement bride, I was just as confused. I’d only ever known her or seen her. Hearing the name Emily was like unlocking a new character. I’d looked into their family before—dug up some seriously messed-up things. Things my wife would need time to process. But Emily? I’d never really noticed her. Never cared to. So now that my wife asks what I meant by ‘she isn’t here anymore,’ I really don’t know what to tell her.

His eyes widened slightly, his face draining of color. “Kael,” she said softly, her tone smooth like silk. “You look like you’ve seen a ghost.” My heart thudded painfully in my chest. He didn’t move. He didn’t even blink. I forced myself to speak, my voice tighter than I intended. “How did you get in here?” She looked at me, her lips curling into a smirk. “Oh, so this is your wife. The one you replaced me with.” “Queen, stop.” Kael’s tone was low, strained.

It just didn't make sense because I knew that logically that was where Diana belonged. All along, it was supposed to be Diana who had to marry Anthony and now that Bradon had taken Anthony's place, she would have to marry Bradon instead. I told myself repeatedly that what Diana was doing wasn't exactly wrong, she was just taking her rightful place after returning. As for me, my role as the convenient substitute wife had to come to an end sooner or later. I had thought that I was prepared for this day to come, but the suddenness of it all truly caught me off guard.

I had attend because Alice, his mom had persuaded me to, believing I have the right to be here. But seeing this, I'm not sure I deserve to be here. My husband looked at her with so much love and warmth, as if she was the only person on earth. The truth hit me hard, far harder than I had thought— I was just a replacement. After six years of marriage, I had finally seen the truth— my life with him had been nothing but a cruel joke. I felt hurt and betrayed, and worst of all, I couldn't dare to challenge him. Why?