The Wife He Never Loved Novels & Stories

Never discusses his personal life. Napakunot-noo ako. "How can he be publicly single if we're married?" Napatingin ako kay Grace. Nagkibit-balikat siya. "Baka tinatago ka niya." "Alam mo, Grace." "What?" "Stop watching dramas." Tumawa siya. Pero sa totoo lang, pareho kaming nagtataka. Kung totoo ang marriage certificate, bakit wala ni isang balita tungkol sa asawa niya?

“A serious one?” “Yes.” “While I was still married to you?” Liam didn’t look away. “Yes.” I stood from the bed and walked toward the window. The morning sunlight seemed too bright, too ordinary for a conversation that was rearranging everything I thought I knew about myself. I had been Liam’s wife and Edward’s lover. The thought made me feel like a stranger inside my own body. “Did I tell you I loved him?” “Yes.” “How?” “You said you had never felt so understood by anyone.”

"Including the ones he built while I was cleaning up his mistakes, paying his debts with my savings, apologizing to his friends when he was rude. He will tell Richard that I stole documents when I left." "I know," Lucian turned his head to look at her fully now. "That is one of the reasons you are here, Maya. You already understand how he moves. Most people only see the charming version. You saw the other version. The one that packs his wife's suitcases while she is still wearing the dress he tore." The car slowed at a red light. Outside, people crossed the street with coffee cups and briefcases, living ordinary mornings. A woman with a baby strapped to her back sold newspapers. A bus honked

Clutching my heart I said. “I loved him all my life but he never loved me back. We were married for seven years but he never touched me or cared about me. I was just a trophy wife for him. I didn't go back home tonight but he didn't even care. He didn't even call me once to know where I am in this heavy rainfall. Even a text message would be fine.” I again broke into tears. I felt his hand on my head. He was stroking my hair while I was sobbing and crying.

He walk away from me like I wasn't his wife. However, he is right. We might be married but he would never love me. For him, what we did was just a ordinary s*x and not making love at all. For him, I wasn't special at all. But for him, I am willing to risk it all. Matthew won't never love me. He can't show me to the world and proudly says that I'm his wife. Cause I am Tyra Louise Skyler-Grey, the billionaire's secret wife.

One thing he's learned and has promised himself is never to fall in love or believe in that shit called loved. His wife opened his eyes to see that clearly and that's something he will never forget. Years back, when he had fallen in love with his wife, she had meant the whole world to him and was ready to do anything for her. The thought of her betraying him never crossed his mind, even when he discovered she had tried to abort the pregnancy when she discovered she was pregnant. She had been four months gone and she didn't know, when she discovered it she went to the hospital to get it aborted.

Nathaniel's words made Nick pause for a moment. "Abyss Tang offended you?" "Does the hatred of snatching a wife count?" After saying that, Nathaniel hung up the phone. Nick He was awake completely. Holy sh*t! What did that beast say just now? The hatred of snatching a wife? Where did his wife come from? The one five years ago? Hadn't she been burned to death? Moreover, he didn't think that Nathaniel loved her wife so much! "What the hell is going on?" By the time Nick called back again, Nathaniel's phone had been turned off.

A voice she never thought she would have the fortune to hear again. Jackson stared at the woman who was his wife and didn’t love him; the woman who demeaned and despised him at every possible chance she got; the woman who didn’t spare any effort to get away from him…. get divorced. The sad part was despite knowing everything he fell in love with this heartless woman.

they were on a parallel line that musnt meet. and then one day he came home with a woman. she was fair and pretty with brown hair. she looked like a scholar too. it didn't surprise her because she knew he would definitely go for his type, but her inability to get jealous when he introduced the woman to her as his wife to be made her understand that she never loved him . it was not love. it was friendship and she had somehow blurred the line between the two words.

"If you're that desperate, go hump a stick." She froze, color draining from her face. She couldn't wrap her head around it. She was reaching out to her husband, and he hit her with "no shame"? Lucia didn't sleep a second. Buried under the covers, she scrolled through a forum on her phone: [The pain of a sexless marriage. What should I do if my husband's never touched me since we got married?] Some replies hinted maybe he was into guys. Others wondered if he just... couldn't.