The Second Wife Novel Novels & Stories

he says before leaving his office. "Do you know Mr. Geun lost his baby because of his second wife." One girl says making the other two nod. "Yeah, I have heard it to Mr. Geun's second wife pushed Dr. Young." Another adds. "I like Mr. Geun and Ms. Young more than Mr. Geun and Ms. Seon." Third one says with disappointment. "I don't know why he chose such a stupid girl." Two of them roll their eyes. "She is a billionaire too. Stop comparing them." The girl in the middle says with a frown. They all agree before going back to their desks.

Everyone knows who she is, she don't need to tell them so him asking that is different. "I'm your second wife, Zara. I think you drank something that makes your memory work in shambles." She explained, leaving the bed to check her closet for something appropriate meant to leave the country. She is going to take the last step today, this is it, where she begins a life filled with happiness. "I have a first wife?" His brows drew together, he don't know what to believe now. All his life, he has thought about living with one wife, so hearing this is definitely news to him.

I looked at my wife and told her, "Honey that was so hot. I loved every second watching you and Frank. Now I want my turn." She smiled up at me and opened her legs and I quickly climbed between them, gazing at her juicy pussy, dripping with another man's cum. I dreamed of sloppy seconds and gazed at her relishing this moment. Her face was flush from her sex with Frank, her nipples hard and darker, she was sweating which made her body glisten while cum leaked from between her legs. I rubbed myself against her cunt, getting it lubed with Frank's cum before I entered her. Her pussy was so sloppy wet with a mixture of her juices and Frank's sperm. I started to fuck my wife after our neighbor jus

“I had never stolen anything in my life. I did not even steal when I was very poor. I did it out of desperation after being forced into a corner with no other way. I had already given up after everything I’ve done was not reciprocated. I had already been married to Neo for ten years. We were a married couple for ten years. We have dined together, lived together, and slept in the same bed, but he had been guarding against me as if I was a thief. I had to wash and massage his feet and even sleep with him at night. I also had to do the laundry, prepare three meals a day, and also clean the house during the day. These are all the things that I should be doing as a wife. However, what did he say?

Felt vindicated when Sienna walked in precisely on time, scanned the room like a professional, and spotted me immediately. We were both running from something. She looked different today. Jeans. Simple sweater. Hair in a ponytail. Minimal makeup. Younger. More vulnerable. Her pregnant belly was obvious without the designer dress hiding it. Dark circles under her eyes. She hadn't slept either. "Thank you for coming," I said. "Thank you for calling." We stared at each other. Awkward. What was the protocol for meeting your husband's other wife? The barista appeared. Young guy with a man bun. "What can I get you?"

"This is what we've been praying for" "I know. It's just that...",she paused and turned to face him. "...she took too long. It took her over a week and I can't help but feel guilty that I made her do something she didn't want to do. I...I hate it that everyone sees me as a home-breaker, Nathan. I hate it that I look like a villain here My whole life, I never thought I'd be a second wife". She brushed her fingers into her hair, exhaling deeply. Nathan didn't exactly know how to comfort her because he equally needed some comfort at the moment.

Everyone knew Amber Sherry was hopelessly in love with me. She would even risk her life for me. I got into a severe car accident to save her. My health never fully recovered. Because I had a rare blood type, she was terrified that something else might happen to me. She found someone with the same blood type and kept him on standby. He would donate blood to me whenever I needed it. I was also hopelessly in love with her. After she gave birth to Aria, I did not care what people thought. We gave her Amber’s last name—Aria Sherry. I did not want her to go through another pregnancy, so I got a vasectomy. Every socialite in our circle was jealous of what we had. On the day of Aria’s baby de

It gave Jennifer an uneasy feeling and caused her to lower her eyes. "Yes, I am." "I am Nicholas. The eldest of all. And this is my wife, Susan." He turned to his wife. "This is Jennifer, Elijah's new wife." Susan smiled and hugged her warmly, before taking her seat. The second brother had a completely different vibe, however. And his wife too. She looked spectacularly rich, and had a condescending look. "What is your name?" She asked, even before they did the normal introductions. "Jennifer." She answered quickly, her eyes on her threatening to throw her over the edge.

Nathan had just stood by, and would even torment Arini if she cried. "Do all women love money?" Nathan asked. Monica looked at Nathan, who seemed lost in thought. "Of course. Why? Didn't Arini like money? Or did you never give her any?". "Oh, right, Monica. I'll go get your dinner!" Nathan changed the subject and left abruptly. Monica didn't care and busied herself deciding what to buy. But what should she buy? Suddenly, she thought about buying a house quite far from Nathan’s place. She was already considering the possibility of leaving once Arini reclaimed her position as his wife. As the "second" wife, Monica knew she would have to step back and start her own life.

With that, I got up and left the office with the papers in hand, slamming the door behind me. But the moment I left, I walked to the lobby and sat down. I opened the files and went through it. It looked legit enough. But was this how I was going to do it? Would I let some random asshole tell me that my wife wasn’t good enough for me or I wasn’t good enough for my wife? No. Sienna was mine to keep. I had plans for her. I hadn’t even known she would be able to open her eyes or survive this incident. Somehow she had, and she was pushing me away. No, I wasn’t going to let this stand.