The Run Away Wife Novels & Stories

Even though he did not mean to have that case by himself. After a while, they reached their home. When the car stopped in front of their yard, Daniela was still silent and she put her bag beside her. She did not wait for her husband to open the door for her. The rain was still heavy as she took the door. She ran away and left her husband inside the car. However, Philip remained sitting inside the car watching his wife run away. He buried his face in his palm and he thought that he couldn't save their relationship.

I bit my tongue and forced a smile that looked uglier than a crying face and continued on my way with the trove of bootlickers following me. “Mrs Gates, please help me. My husband really needs this contract from the Gates group. I guarantee that my husband is honest and will supply the items satisfactorily. Please put in a good word for us, our lives depend on it.” A desperate voice suddenly said, same time I felt a soft hand grab my arm. The tearful voice seemed to coming from a long tunnel, snapping me out of my daze. I looked up to see a young woman of my age, her eyes filled with desperation and love for her man.

“I don’t want to lose both my wife and money.” He did not even stop to consider that half of the money he took was money that could have saved Jennifer. Perhaps it was due to shock, but something spurred me into wanting to see what my own husband would do if I was in the same situation. I was not expecting him to ask me to give up on treatment for the sake of 300,000. Adrian’s and my own mother’s heartlessness destroyed all of the longing I had left to stay in this world. That was why we should never attempt to test another person’s humanity. I learned that I no longer had a family left, and since I could not go back, I chose to leave.

At the controlled stillness, the dark eyes that never seemed to miss anything, the mouth that had kissed her back for one reckless second before he pulled away. "Charles." "Mm." "Why are you being kind to me?" He held her gaze. For a moment she thought he might actually answer. Instead he rose to his full height again. "Because you are my wife," he said. The words were even. Final. "That is reason enough." He walked back to the window. Clarissa stayed seated, pulse unsteady, staring at the place where he had been. She stood eventually. "Is that all?" He didn't turn. "For now."

When his voice fell, Lisa got a little embarrassed, so he smiled at her and explained. "We're already husband and wife, we don't have to worry about that much." After she finished speaking, the man snorted coldly and asked her unhappily. "Since she knew we were husband and wife, she still dared to run away?" Since she understood that they are a husband and wife relationship, did she dare to run away today? "I really don't want to escape." Lisa sighed, looking at him with a pained expression. She actually jumped into the river and couldn't clean it either.

As long as she herself who would stop this relationship, he would move on. What if Ashita was a girl who ran away from home? Running away from her husband or refusing an arranged marriage? Oh, no way! Of course now the girl has been forced to go home with her family. He sat on the side of the desolate street for a long time. Asked everything without any answers he found.

🎁🎁VIVIAN🎁🎁 As soon as she stepped out of the bookstore, she shuffled through her handbag to get a hold of her phone. I needed to call the police right away. She needed to tell them who she had just seen. Jasamina McCully. The run-away wife of Ludale McCully. The wife of the state's congressman and a multi-millionaire who had absconded from home and had her husband searching frantically for her. And their baby.

Perhaps her husband spent time with the woman who was now in his arms. Unable to stay any longer, Maya stood up and ran as fast as she could to leave the place where the cursed act took place. Maya didn't know what was really happening. Who was the woman who was currently having sex with her husband? Why did her husband marry her? When he loved another woman... The pain and heartache that Maya felt would not be healed by anything. Her wounds were so deep. No one could heal them. She even no longer knew what she wanted right now. She just ran and ran away from that cursed place as far as possible.

Lucius doesn't always return home, but he did today since he planned to persuade Daisy to sign the divorce paper. Something didn't feel right to Lucius since it was unlike Daisy not to be here waiting for him. The door to Daisy's personal wardrobe was slightly opened. Lucius was curious and so he went ahead to completely open the wardrobe. He saw that all of Daisy's clothes were missing. Lucius' eyes widened. He clenched his hand and he said, "Did she run away knowing that I can't get married to Annabelle if I don't divorce her? How daring". Lucius couldn't accept the fact that Daisy had run away. There was only one place that came to Lucius's mind when he had a thought of where Daisy could

“She’s my wife. She ran away after our fight, and I still don’t know where to find her. If anyone sees her, please call me using my personal number. Just make sure it’s legit because if not, you’ll face the consequences.” Damn! “And another thing, there will be a reward for anyone who can bring my wife to me. Whatever you want—a yacht, an airplane, anything.” What am I, a runaway convict?! There’s a reward?! That perverted jerk! What the heck!