The Substitute Wife Book Novels & Stories

Eyes are like a stone that has no emotions. " You will marry that son of Williamson. Mrs. Williamson had already chosen one for him. I have already taken care of the girl. You have to appear as the girl. Don't worry. Use your real name. Your information will be locked. You have to gain his trust. Enter his company and give me all the information I will ask for. Did you understand?" Alisha nods. She laughs at her luck that she is going to be another substitute. This time she would be a wife directly.

"I'm practical. Annul this arrangement. Marry me. I disappear quietly and no one ever hears about Iris Hartley walking down the aisle as her sister." Victor steps forward. "He has a real wife." "He has a substitute." Her voice stays pleasant, which is its own kind of cruelty. "A kind gesture that got complicated. Not a real choice. Not someone from the right world." Dominic's control breaks clean and fast. "Get out." "I don't think you understand the position you're in." "I understand perfectly." He moves closer to her, not threatening, just removing all pretense of distance. "You're blackmailing us. It won't work."

“We went to school together and left school together. She didn’t talk much, but she treated me differently from others. Her mother even said she wanted us to get engaged before she passed away.” [Here we go again!] [Stephen, don’t believe him!] I looked at him and said slowly, “Oh.” Yarden froze. “That’s it? That’s your reaction?” “And?” I put down my strawberries. “Everything you spoke about was in the past.” “Don’t you feel disgusted? Your wife was with another man.”

“He arranged my life, including my marriage. He even allowed me to receive the so-called good wife education since I was a child.” “A good wife's education?” Paul exclaimed. “I can't believe that a rich girl like you would receive such an education. Can you simply tell me what these so-called good wife educations are?” “Take good care of your husband and children, learn to cook delicious meals for him, get used to waiting for him at night, and never ask where he went or who he was with.” I sneered, “Unless he tells you that a woman is pregnant with his child and that she is your sister.”

she asked. Evelyn’s attention shifted to her. For several seconds, she said nothing. Then she whispered: “You shouldn’t have married my son.” Adrian’s expression darkened. “She had no choice.” Evelyn shook her head. “No. That’s where you’re wrong.” She looked at Lena. “Lena was always meant to become your wife.” Lena felt her stomach drop. “So the agreement was real.” “Yes.” Adrian’s voice became dangerously calm. “Why?” Evelyn didn’t answer immediately.

Luna answered firmly. "What the hell?! You're weird! Grandpa must be senile, setting up my brother with a weird woman like you. You're more like a terrorist in my eyes!" Luna fell silent. This turned out to be what was meant by the writing in the book she was reading. Sister-in-law is the real death! In fact, she had to read a lot of books to prepare her self to live outside with the status of a wife. "I can't show my face. If you want to see my face, I can show it now but you have to keep it a secret!"

You’re just pretending to be me to get close to him! ‘‘Then you need to give me five million dollars so that I can assist you in getting my husband...’’ I made the offer, and she was completely taken aback; her pupils drew wider as she looked at me in utter amazement. ‘‘It doesn't matter who the substitute is, because I am now married to him. And as his wife, I have the right to do those things with him, don't you think?’’ She remained mute as she continued to stare at me.

It is not good if he is always the one who gives in. Deianne keeps on walking back and forth inside the bathroom in their bedroom. She had already changed her clothes and removed her make-up. She should have gone downstairs, but her feet couldn't just take her to go out of the bathroom. She is too tense and anxious. When she agreed to be the substitute bride for her twin sister and for her parents, she was aware that the Montañez would eventually demand an heir. But she never thought that it would happen this fast. She thought that she could at least stretch the time to at least a year until Daniella comes back (hopefully, she is found) and Daniella would be the one who would bear the child,

“You left, Nina. You disappeared without a word, and I thought you were dead. What exactly was I supposed to hold on to?” Her smirk faltered for a moment, replaced by something that resembled guilt, but it was gone just as quickly. “I had my reasons.” “Whatever,” I said nonchalantly. For once, she looked taken aback, her lips parting as though searching for a response. But then her expression hardened. “So that’s it? You’ve replaced me with her?” My jaw clenched. “Her name is Benita, and she’s my wife.” Nina scoffed. “Your wife? The same one you’ve made miserable, or so I’ve heard?”

Blurb. The Substitute Wife. I married a man who detests me, right from the day my mother forced me into the union he never once looked me in the eyes, Samuel would rather fuck other women in our matrimonial bed than let me come anywhere close to it. Then one night, it happened, he came home drunk like he always did, and just when I tried cleaning him up the way I always do. He grabbed me and made love to me, that was the best thing that ever happened to me, now I'm pregnant and I'm very sure the baby isn't is cause I had been fucking the neighbor for a month now.