The Unwanted Wife's Unexpected Comeback Novels & Stories

“I guess Aunt Maggie was right after all. You don't want me as your wife anymore." “Evie…" “Don't!" she warned, her gaze coming back to him. “If you were still interested in this marriage, you wouldn't have had the wedding shifted twice after my recovery. “You don't want me anymore. It would have been way better if you came right out and said it to my face." “Evie, stop it." She sighed, her eyes running over his desk. “I can see you're busy. I'll leave so I don't disturb you."

And I also needed to block them from meeting Cassandra. As I was thinking about that, my phone vibrated. I saw a message from Alden about a cooperation deal with a foreign party. After replying, I was just about to put my phone back into my pocket when Miles looked at me. “Has Uncle been wanting to ask Mom something?” His question made one of my eyebrows rise. I tried to understand what he meant. I knew my son was smart, he had two intelligent parents. Ah… right now, I wanted to boast to everyone that Cassandra was my wife, the mother of my child, and proudly show off every achievement she had accomplished. And a second later, my little fantasy was interrupted by what Miles was holding.

I couldn’t believe my last hope was gone. “It’s your ex-wife, but under a different identity. We tried to reach her, but she isn’t picking up.” She reported. I was left completely shocked. The biggest shareholder pulled out too, and it was my ex-wife again. Why does she have to be everything? Why did she come back? To ruin me? Ken dismissed the female secretary, and I was left alone with him. I didn’t know what to do. My life had just gone down the drain. “Lucas, I think you have to go see her. You need to see her before things get worse.” Kenneth said.

"What a surprise." "Not a pleasant one." The woman concured. "Is this how we meet after all those…months?" "What are you doing here?" I snapped. She chuckled. "My husband is here as well as my daughter." "Now that you are alive,aren't you supposed to go back to the father of your child?" She chuckled and slapped my arm. "It doesn't always happen. This isn't about love or relations," The corner of her lips twitched upwards. "It isn't?" She shook her head slowly. "Then what is it all about?"

By the end of it, the company was nothing but an empty shell, and it was burdened with a pile of imminent debt. I came home that evening to find the house already cleaned. The sheets were fresh, and the floor had been mopped, but the lingering smell still hung in the air. Queenie was sitting on the couch, and her face was unnaturally pale. “Calvin, I don’t feel well.” I set my briefcase down and moved closer. “What’s wrong?” “I feel nauseous, and…” She glanced at me. “My period is two weeks late.” A thought struck me, and I did the math. It lined up perfectly with the pre-wedding “party” mentioned in the forum.

I asked her, after shutting the door behind me . " Oh! Sir, on my way home from the store.... I noticed something weird" she shared but I was yet to know what the weird thing she saw . " Okay, but what is it? Did you see someone get shot?". I questioned her.. "No!". She shook her head, and afterwards continued and said, " your wife, Mrs rue asked me to buy some pregnancy test tube for her, I think she's pregnant but doesn't want to tell you". She aired out.

“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.

Kayden replied, "You're right. Our bond is far more important than any woman." They exchanged a smile and started their game, both walking toward me at the same time. "Hey, you two..." Just as Kayden was about to kiss me and Trevor's hands began roughly tearing at my clothes, I stopped my futile struggling. I raised my gaze and spoke deliberately, word by word. "Did you ask for my opinion? Do you even know that I don't want this?" My voice was terrifyingly calm. Trevor looked at me with a mocking gaze. "Your opinion? You're my wife! You eat and use what the Blackwell family provides, so you listen to me!"

In her elegant bridesmaid’s gown, her hair and makeup flawless, she could have been any of Chelsea’s manicured clones, but the spark in her eyes set her apart. I made the mistake of asking Chelsea who she was the next day, setting my wife off on one of her jealous rants. I never mentioned Jessica again and did my best to stay away from all of Chelsea’s friends. I needed my reputation to remain spotless if my plan was going to work. Now, finally, it has. My wife fucked up, I have the proof, and I will finally be free. Free to return to my single life and free to fuck anyone I want, including Jessica Williams.