The Wife He Didn't See Novels & Stories

He cornered her at the door and stared at her angrily, “maybe you forget that we are now husband and wife… and I have the rights to know all the things you are doing.” He might not admit it but it was true that his wife tramples his ego because she is the first woman who treats him as if he is nothing. She raised her head and saw his jaw clenching, her small, narrow eyes grew seeing his expression as she felt her heart raced upon noticing his face moving closer to her. “B—and! W-we have a gig to-tonight!” She nervously uttered as his eyes are looking at her. He looked away and let his wife pass hearing her valid reason, he smiled foolishly seeing her running out of their house.

Confusion and curiosity danced in my wife's eyes as she absorbed this information. “Huh? Why?” she asked, her voice filled with genuine curiosity. I leaned against the kitchen counter, deep in thought. “I don't know,” I confessed, a hint of concern entering my voice. “But I asked him to bring her tomorrow.” My wife's brows furrowed as she contemplated the situation. The absence of Nate's companion raised questions and uncertainties. “But…” she began, seeking clarification. I sighed softly, my thoughts swirling. “But I think he won't,” I finally admitted, my voice carrying a touch of resignation. The unease I had felt earlier returned, clouding my mind with doubts and suspicions. There was a

“N-NO!” “You resist one more time, I’d have to cuff you, love.” My body stiffened as I angrily glared at him. He couldn’t be serious. But the swirls of eyes were more than serious. He’d cuff me rendering me helpless once again. My eyes reflected with intense fury and rage. Wife they call me and yet treat me like a whore. Use me whenever their heart desire. “I am your wife!” I cried angry tears rushing down my eyes. Ralph looked amused shaking his head. “Not a whore!”

He added. I couldn't see my wife around, where is she? Is she in the room sleeping? I thought she would be out for the fun tonight, maybe I should check on her myself to see if she is okay. I went to our room but she wasn't there either, where was she by the way? "Silvia, have you seen my wife?” I asked politely. "Oh, I saw her close to the right entrance by the garden talking with Mr Smith.“ "Okay thank you so much.”

She walked up to a table and took a seat beside a couple in their late fifties. “I haven't seen Mr Sullivan around,” His wife said while looking around. “Richard Sullivan?” The wife nodded. “Yes, he'll be given a speech but why isn't he around yet?” “Probably he's in any of the rooms upstairs. I want to use the restroom, I'll be right back.” The husband said and pecked his wife's cheek before heading to the restroom.

“There’s something about your wife. Something you need to see.” He froze, eyebrows drawing together. “What… what do you mean?” “I can’t explain over the phone,” she said. “Turn on the TV. The story is on. You’ll understand.” Adrien’s jaw tightened. He hung up, silent for a moment, then reached for the remote. I moved closer, my pulse picking up. “What is it?” I asked quietly, but he didn’t answer. The television clicked on, the channel switching, and then the headline hit the screen: “Vale Wife Seen Dancing Loosely in Club with Men.”

Chapter 59 Wait, your wife didn't tell you about it?" Wren looked back to glare at his wife. "Babe?" His wife walked out. "Babe, who's at the door? I've been waiting for you to come back," she said, shocked to see Sonia standing by the door. "Sonia?" She gasped. "I was here only to see your husband asking who I was and what I was doing here. Didn't you tell him I was coming?" His wife gasped.

All the ladies gasped except Hazel. "Trust me or not, but as much dad has told, he hasn't seen any lady after marriage...." Natasha further told her. Hazel just stayed quiet and kept looking at her husband who was walking to washroom now. That Whore was nowhere in sight. Hazel head ached and she decided to have a drink. _________ Ferris Kingston knew his wife has seen Scarlet his ex wife throwing herself on him. He was sure she must be thinking a complete fiasco in her mind.

Instead, he gives a gentle smile before saying, "She has been cheating on me for years and wanted to kill me. But their plan backfired and killed each other!" "What?" she gasps, covering her mouth. Her eyes glint with concern and disbelief, pupils widening. Her voice is barely audible, cracked by the whirlwind of confusion and empathy. "I saw your wife loving a lot!" "When?" he asks, his eyes locked on her. His voice is calm, but there’s a flicker of something darker beneath it as he watches her body shaking. "That party. You two were so close. I felt bad that I got a crush on a married man. That's disgusting!" she whispers to herself, the last two sentences nearly choked out by a mix of tea

Unreachable at a critical moment? No. He was there. We passed each other. He just did not see me. We were so close, yet somehow, he did not see me at all. Suddenly, a rush of warmth flooded from below. A pool of bright red spread beneath me. The nurse's hand trembled. She glanced at me, then summoned her courage and ran toward the ambulance. "Mr. Rossini, could you let your wife get out first? Her leg isn't seriously hurt, and right now, there's a pregnant woman hemorrhaging badly. We need to use the emergency equipment in the ambulance—"