The Runaway Wife Novels & Stories

I mumbled as Vani told me everything and I felt weird to hear it but for her, it was so romantic as he was doing all this to keep her safe because of not having perfect clue about what went wrong during the accident. Rohan glared at him before continuing to say, “Anyway, my wife being the rebel kind, decided to run away for freedom and ended up using the window which you saw to somehow remove all the obstacles and used it as a passage to run away. Of course, she returned after knowing the betrayal of her best friend here as he is the one who informed me one time when she ran away from her father’s place before the forced marriage.” “So, that became like a passage for her which she used so ma

“I never knew you told jokes this early in the morning, officer. I don’t have time for talks like this. Neither do I find them funny. So bring my wife out from whatever cell you locked her up, else I’ll burn this entire place to the ground,” I growled. And I meant every fucking word I said. I could see the way he shivered at my words. His hands landed harshly on the table and he stood up to face me. “Your wife committed a grave offense, young master. She escaped from prison. And was involved in a ghastly car accident. Her body could not be recovered unfortunately because she burned to death in the car.

His rage was slowly getting out of hand yet he knew that he had to control it sooner or later. "Why this company?" He asked again. He was alone and he realized that he had no trust for anyone in this company or any company for that matter. If trust had been something to rely on then he would not be here. Everyone seemed to he playing him these days. The wife he thought he controlled turned out to he the first person to cause him so much trouble in a short period of time. No one else had ever dared. Now to top it up, there was Priscilla who he had thought he had escaped from. She was probably back to finish him off completely. He doubted if he would ever be truly free.

“To hell with him if he finds out. She’s mine to punish as I see fit." Ophelia would be doomed once I got my hands on her. How dare she run away from me tonight—again? On this important night, when I would be introducing her to the famiglia, she dared to run. If not for the tracker in her ring, I would have been screwed. I didn’t give a fuck about the shame this would bring me if the news of my wife running away right under my claws got out. I was angered by the thought of her getting hurt anyway. She didn’t know anywhere in Italy, and she had run like an idiot.

"How useless! It's almost three years since you married but you never get pregnant!" her mother-in-law, Valentine Miller, crudely said as she eyed her figure. "Well I guess that's a good thing, you aren't worth it to bear my grandchildren after all. Without children, it will also be easier for my son to divorce you once he got tired of you." The family of Phoebe's husband never liked her, specially her mother-in-law who seems to be wishing for their divorce the moment she married her son.

"Your home? Didn't you come back because your family couldn't support you abroad? You don't even work. How could you afford a villa like this?" The pretense collapsed. She assumed I'd use 'marital assets' as leverage. Calmly, she countered, "As Gaius's wife, you really lack class. Gaius won't like that. He didn't even want to leave me today, but I told him to go back and keep you company. Aren't I generous? "Honestly, if you were more like me, maybe you wouldn't have been left hanging at your own wedding twice. Gaius just wants me to live comfortably. Can't you be a little magnanimous and let it go? Why make it a lose-lose situation?"

Vivienne shakes her head, “He took advantage of me. When I saw you in that hospital bed, your back was covered in burns, and the doctors said you might not survive. It broke something in me. I’m not the type of woman who cheats.” “You never came to see me,” I say through gritted teeth. “I did. When they first brought you in. Before the surgery. They were still trying to remove your clothes. I ran away when I saw it.” I scoff, “So you are the type that runs when things get hard. I’m glad I didn’t marry you. I deserve a woman who accepts all of me, even my scars.” “Do you think your wife could stomach it. I’d like to see what her reaction would be. What does she do when she sees your scars?”

I just want my wife," Ryan snapped, and then he started walking, and this time Mr. Smith didn't stop him. He got outside and Mr. Smith's secretary wasn't in her desk. He took his phone and called his mother. “Yes, babby,” his mother picked up. She was cheery as she asked, "Did she sign it? Are you coming over here?" "Not yet. Mr. Smith did his whole dramatic thing, and now Monique's run away." "What do you mean she has run away?“ “She left running because Mr. Smith gave her her father's letter.“ “What are you waiting for? Did you run after her? "

"I've been dreaming of this moment for three years. Three years I've put up with your sad face, your lack of class, your bland cooking, your empty belly. Oh, forgive me — now it's full?" She laughs cruelly. "You think a child will change anything? Even your baby doesn't deserve to have a wreck like you for a mother." I clench my fists. I want to scream. But I don't even have that left. "Gather your rags and get out. You're finished. You are OUT. Even your husband doesn't want you anymore. He told me last night while he was fucking YOUR SISTER. And you know what? She, at least, doesn't scream like a corpse."

Her legs went jelly as soon as she started running and almost fell. The woman behind her kicked her on the waist and cursed, “Hey, husband-stealing sl*t, you can’t even run properly. What else can you do, you little piece of sh*t?” Another woman laughed sinisterly. “That sl*t can steal someone else’s husband! She may not know how to run, but she sure knows how to climb into a man’s bed!” Loud laughter echoed the line thunderously. Elaine bit her lips, enduring the humiliation brewing within her, and ran forward.