The Wife He Never Expected Novels & Stories

"I don't see what's making you so angry? Well... I have to tell Rodriguez I won't be at work tomorrow." *** "Where were you?" Rodriguez heard his wife quizzed him Immediately he got in. "What do you mean?" He played dumb. "I mean, you came early than expected. Are you ok?" "Of course I am. The deal just closed early." She almost choked heating him say the 'deal' like it was some casual manner. It took every bit of her not to reveal to him what she knew. She was living with a cold-blooded murderer and she had no idea, it was absolutely chilling.

He couldn't. And now that he had found himself in an open marriage with a strange woman, all hope was lost. He was never going to find love. This is not a movie where two people entwined by fate like theirs ended up falling in love. It was never going to happen. Not even with a woman that brought her boyfriend into her husband's house. He shouldn't be misunderstood. He wasn't expecting too much because he knew where he stood in her life. But he just hoped she would at least respect him by not bringing men into the house they were living in just to get laid.

This is even more, but no, it doesn't feel like things are working out. “I'm not sure.” She whispered unconsciously. “I'm not sure my husband ever wanted me, let alone love me.” Maxwell was holding his breath, wondering if this was the chance that he had been waiting for the longest of time.

I had everything still I had nothing. Holding his arm, I walked inside, rolling my eyes around. Just an hour ago, the date of our wedding was fixed. I couldn't believe that I was gonna get married to the same man I never wanted to be with. Well, it was until we met in the club and I didn't know who he was and how he was. He was the complete opposite of my expectations. And now I couldn't wait for the day to come when he'd be officially mine, my husband. "I hope you could figure out what you want now. You have many excuses", he shoved my hand from his arm and then locked it with mine.

She said excitedly. Viren was trying to focus on work, but he couldn’t help but look at his wife who was talking to her friends. She was showing them the private jet. After talking to them, she called her parents and then started clicking pictures with different poses. He was enjoying her antics, he was wondering how long it would take her to accept the fact that she is the wife of a Billionaire. He remembered her blabbering when she saw his mansion,”Wow! It looks like a palace just like a fairy tale.”

“Why have I never heard about it? He’s kept it really low-key.” “His wife is from Australia, owns a farm with thousands of dairy cows, and she’s eleven years older than Fame.” Sophie showed me a picture on her tablet. “This is his wife.”

I wish I could have told her how sorry I was for making them feel that way. The silence brought me out of my thoughts and I looked up to find Storm’s eyes searching the crowd. Who was he looking for? “And lastly, before I close. I want to thank my wife. Some of you know her, she began working in the company a few weeks in the year. Wife, come up….” Storm trailed away and I was frowning then his words clicked and I gasped. I wasn't the only one. Everyone was shocked, whispers heard. No one thought he was married. I did not fail to notice how the ladies were nearly literally drooling at him but I was too depressed before to care. Now, I was just as shocked and confused. What was Storm doing?

It's not like she wasn't expecting it but it felt somehow, unexpected. "Yes! Why?" She returns the question. "Nothing," he said "just wondering why I've never got the chance to see your husband" She stayed quiet for a long time. "Even if you try, you will never get to see him" she mutters under her breath, sadly. "Say something?" He was a little confused as he didn't get what she said. " 'cause you didn't bother finding out" her voice was low and sad. He thought she was mad at him for not checking on her all these while. He quickly apologizes

Because neither of them were prepared for how honest the answer might be. Alina looked at him for a long moment. Then finally “I don’t know.” A pause. “But I remember when I stopped hoping.” Something inside him shifted violently at those words. Not visibly. But enough. Lucien took another step closer. “Alina.” She didn’t move. Didn’t retreat. Didn’t melt. Nothing. “You’re still my wife.” This time, the words sounded less commanding. Less certain. Almost like he was trying to convince himself. Alina looked up at him calmly.

Yet, when I had to run to the bathroom to throw up, Emma calmly took the drink from Keegan's hand just because he'd said, "Emma, I'm feeling a little dizzy." And she, like a hero, intercepted every drink for him. Watching the scene, I couldn't help but smile bitterly. I didn't know whether Keegan or I was her husband. But one thing was clear. Emma's colleagues were all looking at me with pity in their eyes. Finally, the dinner was over, but Emma seemed to have forgotten I existed. She held Keegan intimately, supporting him as they walked out of the restaurant. As she was about to leave, I couldn't hold it in any longer. "Emma, you promised we'd register our marriage today."