The Wife You Left Novels & Stories

"You said —" "I said no to waiting. I said no to delay. I said no to the idea that Adam Ballard's temporary inconvenience should be allowed to derail something that two families have spent years building. I told Elias that I didn't care if you woke up, if you stayed in a coma forever, if you spent the next forty years drooling into a pillow in a care facility. I was going to be your wife. Not your fiancée. Your wife. And I was going to be your wife before you woke up, so that when — if — you opened your eyes, the decision would already be made."

"We're in this together. I will be there every step of the way and pick you up when you fall. I'm here to stay Eva. Through the good, the bad, and the ugly. I won't leave you. Because you're my wife and I love you" ******************************************

"If I were you, I'd leave such a man. That man doesn't deserve you! Leave him!!" "Unfortunately she's my wife!" A voice boomed from the door.

he said , but before I left , I reminded him of my last words. "But as a wife, do not expect a caress, a sweet word of support or a devoted wife when you return, because that will not happen, you took it upon yourself to kill that woman, clipping her wings and the one who was left in her place, is dead in life".

Alicia said quietly, “listen to her. Please.” Heidi’s eyes didn’t waver. “I mean it, Jack. I always have.” Jack stared at her, the scotch burning down his throat. “But you left me,” he said. “You walked away.” “I left because you weren’t there anymore,” she said, her voice thick with old hurt. “After Saudi Arabia, after you lost them… you shut down. You weren’t the man I married. You weren’t the man who always fought back.” Jack lowered his gaze. The weight of her words fell heavy on his shoulders.

, he says, teasing her. "Aw.... poor you! But you know what, what's done it's done. And now you have to stay with this shady wife only as you are stuck with me for a whole seven life's. Better luck next time!!", she says looking at the mirror and leaves for washrroom. "Who wants someone else....when you are all mine. I wish to have you and only you all my life's, leave this seven life's", he says to himself and dropping on his back hugs the pillow tightly on his chest.

The complete absence of calculation in her face. He thought about what she had said at the yacht celebration before any of the rest of it had happened. Two years ago I was a woman who had just ended her marriage. Said simply. To a room full of people. Like it was just the truth and the truth was allowed to exist. He had ended the marriage. He had stood in their kitchen and told her it was not working and she had stood there and taken it and said nothing that was not true and asked for nothing that was not fair and left with one jar of rosemary and her own name and her own life.

"What did you just say?" "Leo's starting school soon, and Dominic doesn't have a place. That house is sitting empty—I'm transferring the deed to Dominic. It's close to the school. Convenient for Leo." That house was the only thing my parents left me when they died. "Victoria, have you completely lost your mind? That's my premarital property!" I was shaking with rage. "What's yours is ours! We're married! Besides, it's temporary—once Leo finishes school, we'll transfer it back. What's the big deal?" Victoria waved dismissively.

And I couldn't blame her for being ironic since everyone else thought that Davis and I were still the perfect couple. I forced an insincere smile to my face and made my way into the party with the woman following behind me, her face filled with flattery. Soon, another woman joined. “Ah! Mrs Gates, you're glowing. Your husband is taking good care of you. You keep getting more beautiful by the day.” “Of course, Mr Davis loves his wife the most. Can't you see how in love they are?” “You must be so proud of your husband, he brought the Gates group this far. When are you going to join him at the company?”