The Untold Wife Novels & Stories

A loyal wife caught off guard by cheating allegations from her husband, divorced, and now trying to make sense of the conundrum she had been thrust into. Either way, I was invested. This was a drama I could enjoy from the front seat, sipping neat whiskey as I watched it unravel. I didn’t mind whatever turned out to be true. I wasn’t about to wife her — or anyone else. I just needed to fuck her and ease the primal desire that was turning me all the way loose. She had already surprised me today by revealing she was an engineer. And she took monstrously sized dildos in her pussy. What other surprises did she have in store for me?

Grief with no right to exist for a stranger, for one night, for the girl who had hoped the world contained men who held women like that. He had found someone. He loved her the way I had spent eight years waiting to be loved. And here I stood. Roberta Riggs. Wife of Jace Riggs. Billionaire. Architect of his fortune—visible to no one. Trapped. Buried alive. Unhappily married to a man who had never once stood beside me in public. The stretcher disappeared through another set of doors. Brett followed without looking back. Then the gurney came back out.

Let her walk out feeling like she won something. Now that same sentence sat differently. Not like the final word of a woman who had lost. Like the quiet warning of a woman who already knew what was coming. And had chosen to tell me anyway. Something wasn't adding up. The woman I had been married to had been careful. Reserved. Always slightly apart from the world around her, like she was watching it from a distance she had chosen for herself. I had mistaken that distance for smallness. For a life that did not extend far beyond what I could see.

“I’m sorry, Mama. I’m sorry for breaking the union you chose for me. But he never loved me. He never protected me the way you promised he would. The man you called my husband became my monster. He became my living nightmare.” The words Rach had spat at her echoed in the silence of the yard, fueling her resolve: The Unwanted Wife. The Unloved Wife. The Forgotten Wife. The next morning, the sun rose on a different Selin. She was in the kitchen, mechanically preparing breakfast for her husband and his mistress, when a knock sounded at the door. “Are you Mrs. Selin Miller?” the courier asked, holding a professional-grade envelope.

Just please, please don't give it away. She did it anyway. She gave birth in secret. She gave the baby to another family. She never told him. He found out months later. After the divorce. After she'd already moved on to her next victim. --- "I never got to hold my child," Richard said. His voice was quiet. Broken. "I never got to see their face. I never got to know if it was a boy or a girl. She took that from me. She took everything." Eleanor felt tears prick her eyes. She blinked them back.

“Don't you feel ashamed? You were married to that woman, yet you never knew her well enough to recognize her when she returned. Her full name was Shirley Evelyn Miller. Even if her face had changed beyond recognition, you should have known who she was. You should have remembered her name, her mannerisms, the things she cared about. You should have known your own wife.” Damien's shoulders slumped. He had no defence. Every word his father spoke brought back another memory of the woman he had failed to understand. He had known her as his wife, yet he had never bothered to learn who she was beyond the role he expected her to play. Theodore's voice grew heavier. “You wanted to question me, but be

He also knew he was wrong that he didn't control his emotion and believed Alexa so all that stuff happened. He had no news of his wife for almost five years because no matter how hard he tried to hire a good investigator, it did not report anything to him or give any news to him about his wife. He thought that something was preventing him from knowing where his wife was or what was going on with his wife. He just didn't know who they were, whether it was his family or Jewel's family, he didn't hesitate to hire a private investigator again because he knew he would just waste it because someone would block it.

And now shady things happened that their perfect marriage is at risk. The mistress died, pointing all the evidence to Sebastian. And only Angela could save her husband. Secret after secrets starting to reveal. A dilemma that their so-called perfect family is just lingering at the corner. Waiting to unfold. How can Angela cope up with all of these? Is her love enough to protect, her family? A struggle of a wife who vowed in the altar. 'Till death do us apart.'

Was his wife here to catch them red-handed? Before she could explain, Will’s wife said snappily, “Does life in the Tremont household and Mark Tremont not live up to your expectations? You’re married. Why are you still involved with someone else’s husband? I’ve always wondered what’s so special about the girl who got away. Now I know that you’re nothing but a dishonorable sl*t!”

"We were highschool sweethearts, and Shraf evenproposed to me. But when he took over the business, his father forced him to marry the mayor's daughter – you, Eva." I felt a knot tighten in my stomach as the pieces of a painful puzzle began to fall into place. The woman continued, her gaze unwavering. "Shraf promised me that he would divorce you after five years of marriage. We were supposed to reunite then, but things got complicated,". A torrent of emotions overwhelmed me as I struggled to process the revelation. "Why didn't he tell me?" I whispered, the ache in my heart echoing in my voice. "I don't know, Eva. I thought I should let you know so I did" Her words sounded like a distant murmu