The Second Wife Novel Novels & Stories

She was there alone, reading a file, when a woman approached her table. Mid-thirties. Neat. Pale gray pantsuit. Striking without trying. “Mrs. Vale?” Anais looked up. The woman extended a business card. It read: Elodie Quinn. Anais’s heart kicked once. “Harlan’s wife?” she asked. The woman smiled faintly. “Ex-wife.” Anais folded the file closed. “Should I be worried?” “No. I’m here to make sure you don’t get blindsided.” Anais raised an eyebrow.

I ask as calmly as I can, even though I'm not feeling calm in any single way. She hisses and begins to walk away, my first intent is to grab her and give her the beating of a lifetime but the words she utters stops me in my tracks. "No wonder her husband needs a second wife. She has taken all of his luck and used it all as hers." I find a chair, right there in the lobby and sit my shaking body in it. I knew one day would come that Abdul would take a second wife, but I didn't think it would happen without a single notice to me.

My hands twisted in provocation. “I so wish I could strangle him to death.” I touched my throat, feeling the sudden dryness. “I need to get water.” I rubbed my aching throat and made my way to the kitchen. “Finally!” I took a deep breath as I stood right in front of the kitchen. It took me forever to find it, but I was sure I finally did. “But Mr. Don’s second wife is way prettier than the first,” the words echoed from inside the kitchen. I stood still. Second wife? What were the maids talking about?

All I knew, with a desperate certainty, was that I wanted my husband back. "But how can you say that? You didn't see him. He has another woman, a mistress! He has been having her all these years. They have a child. She is pregnant. They're expecting another baby!" "I understand what you're saying, dear," my mother-in-law said calmly. "I need you to relax. I know it's all-new, and you're still in denial, but that is the reality of things. It is true; Ryan does have another woman, a mistress. They do have a child together. They are expecting another child. But you are forgetting that you're the wife."

Hansen was astounded. It was really impossible to guess what this woman was thinking. He really didn't expect her to have this thought in mind, and she was unyielding. It seemed that he couldn't stay with this woman any longer. Hansen initially wanted to expose her and pull Zoella out from behind the scenes, but now it seemed that he couldn't go on this path anymore. He had to find another way. That was right. The wealthy and powerful families in A City did practise the tradition of taking second wives but it was carried out in secret. All of it started with Frederic marrying his second wife in public.

Priya tried again. “Come here dear.” Finally, I ran to her to take her blessings. “You have changed a lot. Do you remember the milk kheer you made for me? Can you do that for me again? That was out of the world.” She said to me, what should I do now? Should I be happy that she forgot Anamika’s face or should I be sad that I have to pretend to be Anamika? For the Nth time, I am regretting being his second wife. Why didn't he see me first before he saw Anamika?

Although there were risks, I believed this was a necessary step to achieve a clearer and more focused end goal. I had suspected that Lina had a special relationship with Eric, and now my suspicions were proven correct. After Roby told me in detail, now I know the truth, Lina is Eric's first wife, while I am his second wife. I only found out about something as big as this now, and how rotten Eric had played me. Regret enveloped me, especially towards my own child, the late Serena. I felt trapped in a lie created by Eric, and all my sacrifices and trust felt in vain. How could I not realize this profound reality?

"She came with him. In his car." "The CEO personally assigned her?" I stood frozen on the spot. My emotions began to fail me as my stomach started to fold in. Two years. I'd worked here for two years and nobody knew I was his wife. I had to hide, had to pretend. I had to keep our marriage a secret because Ethan said it would cause problems at work. But Mara? She walked in on his arm. Took my project. Stood beside him like she owned the place. And everyone just accepted it.

Perhaps this was some kind of divine intervention. As soon as he opened the door and walked toward the kitchen, he heard loud moaning sounds, which caused him to pause. His original plan was just to grab his briefcase and leave, but as he recognized the strange noises, his decision changed without a second thought. Through the dim light from outside, he clearly saw his wife, Emma, making love with a strange man right on their bed. His eyes widened, and his heart tightened. An invisible blow hit him with intense force, making him dizzy. The feeling of suffocation in his throat prevented him from breathing, but he couldn’t scream either. He wanted to rush in, to beat them all, but his body was

She didn’t mind if she was just a second wife , but she wanted somewhere to lay her little babies , she couldn’t leave now . When she returned back to their matrimonial home , it wasn’t the same again , Williams didn’t care to know if they were his babies . He still hit her and turned her into a personal slave for his new wife , but the one that broke her into pieces was the last unforgivable one . It was just a sunny afternoon like every other day , and his husband's mistress had asked her to prepare something for her . To avoid getting into trouble , she left her kids in the room, not minding the fact that she was giving a room outside of the house in the maid’s quarters .