The Substitute Wife Book Novels & Stories

"All the time, the result is still the same; nothing is wrong with the both of us. We're both fine and healthy. But I do not know the reason why I wasn't able to conceive." " I was worried, I'm always moody which made my husband take a big step. I never expect him to do that. He decides to look for a surrogacy." " Wh... What?!!" " Yes, Sophia. we did find the woman who was ready to carry our child. We were so happy and almost to start up the process, I had thought that Finally, I will be carrying my child in my arms when out of blue, a woman showed up at my doorstep one day. She claimed, she is carrying Aaron's child. I got so upset at him. Despite all the love, sacrifices, care, and everyth

As she spoke, she quickly snatched the handbag that Emmy was carrying without caring whether she hurt her or not. Emmy wanted to resist and fight back but Lynn’s words hit her heart like a tornado. It was true that she was nothing but a substitute who took Lynn’s identity to get married to Vince. So, basically, everything she has taken from Vince belonged to her sister, who was Vince’s rightful wife. Lynn took the bag and emptied everything on the floor. She took the car keys and handbag that Emmy had just bought. As for the rest, she kicked them away as if they were trash.

The first time I saw my husband after we got a marriage certificate, he was holding another woman in his arms. When I almost gave up doing something, Lisa, who was beside me, suddenly rushed up, pushed Patrick, and scolded, "Patrick Cowell, how come you are so shameless? How can you leave your wife alone and hug another woman?"

She set the pen down, then took a blank sheet of paper and began writing her final words to the man who had carried the title of her husband for the past two years. The pen moved firmly across the page, pouring out everything in her heart without a single tear accompanying it. «Mike, By the time you read this letter, I can assure you that I will no longer be in your house, nor will I ever be a part of your life again. For the past two years, I have had more than enough of all the cheap drama and rejection you have given me. I'm tired, Mike. I'm tired of being the substitute wife, tired of being treated as a spare tire to fill the place of the woman you worship.

She looked like an architect admiring a finished building. "Look around you," Elinor said. She waved the blade at the rows of glass tanks. "You wanted the truth? Here it is. Alexander wasn't the patriarch. He was the prototype. The first time we successfully knit the code together. He was the sun, and you? You’re the stars we made from his dust." "You cloned your own husband?" I looked at the man in the central tank. His eyes were still open. Tapping. Desperate. "You kept him as a garden for spare parts?"

he adds, and I deduce that my wife is still a virgin, or at least that is what he thinks. “I plan to do with my husband much more that I can do with a lying, cheating, manipulative bastard. I hear your girl got impregnated by your bestie. I would not be calling anyone impotent if I were you,” Amari hits back with a voice so calm, I can’t help but chuckle. That is going to hurt some egocentric maniac. My wife has a very interesting personality. I see his jaw clench before he storms away. Amari lets out a sigh and pushes me into the elevator. We get out on the first floor, where she unlocks the third door from the elevators.

I’m so glad to finally meet you! She hugged me and even started jumping a little while still squealing. “Meet her in peace, huh? Now, Isa. Just scream if you need help from her, okay?” ”Get lost, Blake!” The Beta chuckled and left us girls inside the room as he shut it close. “Now, let me introduce myself properly. I’m sorry for being too excited.” ”It’s okay,” I smiled. Though shocked, I liked how warm and welcoming she was. I also just didn’t expect my husband to have a sister. Everyone thought he was the only son of the king.

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.

He simply had never wanted to keep me as his wife. I pulled my hand from his grip. Cassia rose from her chair. "You'll find someone else. Let her resign." Vincent's expression hardened. "It's not easy replacing someone like her." For five years of marriage, and the only thing about me he couldn't replace was my work. I turned and walked out before the tears in my eyes could give either of them the satisfaction of seeing them. The moment I stepped outside the company, I drew in a deep breath.

“You want to play the role of devoted little wife.” Her breathing turned shallow. “I… I just thought—” “You thought wrong.” I stopped barely a foot away from her. Close enough to see the rapid flutter of her pulse at the base of her neck. Close enough that if I wanted to, I could push her down onto that couch and find out exactly how innocent my substitute bride really was. My cock twitched at the thought. *Down, you bastard. She’d probably faint again.*