The Wife Who Slept Alone Novels & Stories

“I woke up and there I was, beside her. I swear, Isobelle.” It didn't help. If he wanted to give Belle an assurance, this wasn't helping. He was sound enough to admit that he slept beside another woman. “Did your dick accidentally fall right on her vagina? Is that what you mean?” She has stooped so low for this man already. Mentally and physically, she's already exhausted. “I don't care anymore. It came from you already. You slept with another woman. I don't care how, and you don't even seem to know why.”

Yet, she made me sign the divorce papers and walk away with nothing. “If regret alone were enough, prisons would be empty. “Krystal, it was over between us the moment you decided to cheat. Stay away from me.” As I turned to leave, Krystal threw herself in my path. “Ray, do you honestly think you’re without fault here? Why didn’t you tell me that I’m the one who can’t conceive? Why did you hide the fact that you’re family to Greene Apex from me?” Krystal yelled at me angrily, “Had I known, I would’ve cheated on you!”

I can't help to massage her breast, and just like a hungry baby, I drunk all the sweetness her proud breast has to offer. The next day... I gently opened and rubbed my eyes. And my gaze automatically darted to the beautiful woman sleeping beside me. She's silently snoring, tired of what we did last night, a mischievous smile plaster on my face. Ahh... What a fantastic night. Maria never failed to express her love and her amazing knack in bed. She was pleasuring a lonesome man like me. I gently shoved some of the strings of her hair, and I want to stare at her smooth, beautiful, bared face. She's perfect. I gently kiss her cheek and whispered, sweet nothing.

Everyone knew Amber Sherry was hopelessly in love with me. She would even risk her life for me. I got into a severe car accident to save her. My health never fully recovered. Because I had a rare blood type, she was terrified that something else might happen to me. She found someone with the same blood type and kept him on standby. He would donate blood to me whenever I needed it. I was also hopelessly in love with her. After she gave birth to Aria, I did not care what people thought. We gave her Amber’s last name—Aria Sherry. I did not want her to go through another pregnancy, so I got a vasectomy. Every socialite in our circle was jealous of what we had. On the day of Aria’s baby de

His eyes bore shock, “what?!” “Six years they were married.” “But they’re long divorced, right? It’s the only way she would come to that club. I mean…” I shook my head, amazed by how fate fucking worked, “no. You slept with your cousin’s wife that night.” “But she…I mean, she was, I thought she was single.”

Following the revelation that his wife could not cook , he resorted to coming back from work on time so as teach her how to cook but yet she wasn't ready to learn She's always on her phone ,getting foods burnt `~~~~~~~ The day was fine,cool day as the sky was very bright Dr Ryan was going round the wards with some nurses in a ward round After checking the heartbeat and the temperature of the last patient in the ward, he had an over powering urge to surprise his wife with a dress he had seen in a boutique on his way to work

A silk nightie shrugged to cover her body—nothing that could hint at seduction or intimacy, not that it ever mattered. When she came back to bed, Roman was nowhere in sight. The room was empty. Tonight he had decided to leave her alone. She sighed and climbed into bed, pulling the blanket up around her. The sheets felt cold. This was how she usually slept anyway—alone, even in marriage. To the outside world, they might have looked like a couple. They’d play their roles well, sit close when needed, and smile just enough to avoid suspicion. But inside these walls, the silence between them stretched like a valley. She turned to one side then the other.

DANTE I didn’t think I slept a wink last night. My body pulled me into the bliss more times than I could count but I couldn’t afford to. Last night was the best fucking night of my life. I didn’t dare miss even the slightest moment. So I stayed awake, staring at her sleeping form, planting kisses any and every where I could. Creepy, I know. I just couldn’t help myself. Not when she was in my bed. Not when she fucking told me she was never married. I knew I had to have a long conversation with Enzo on why the fuck he said that she was. But that could wait another time.

Her mother asleep against the door, her head turned to the side, her hospital blanket still tucked around her. “Mum,” Elena breathed. Then Victor Blackwood’s voice came through the speaker, calm and almost bored. “Bring me your wife, Adrian.” Adrian’s hand tightened around the phone. Victor continued, softer now. “Or Mrs Hart never wakes up.”