The Wives He Forgot Novels & Stories

She said and he shook his head. "He is perfect." He stated making her scoff and roll her eyes. "Never heard that for me, your wife and you are taking his side as if he's your wife." She complained. "I know you spend more time with him then you do with me- BECAUSE of your project, I know but that doesn't mean you'll forget who your wife is." She sassied. "I can never forget who my wife is, she's one of a kind. She won't let me forget nor do will I ever forget." He said and she nodded, satisfied.

She said to her. "Husbands are like this only, they forgot everything. We, wives, have to remember everything about all the dates, anniversaries and birthdays." Mrs Davis said to her, to make her feel fine and relax again. "It happens to you too." She asked her, getting interested in her talks.

I whispered, forcing myself to speak calmly and not let my emotions get the better of me. “Mrs Gates, are you pulling our legs? Your husband owns the group. Just mention it to him tonight when he's in a good mood. He loves you a lot, how could he bear to say no? As long as their proposal is good, and you chip in a few words, it can definitely be done. He's your husband after all.” One of the women said, winking suggestively. She probably thought that Davis would agree to anything I said after sex. Should I tell her I can't even remember what his naked self looks like?

Someone he made sure was his stay at home wife and nanny for ten whole years. Anytime the thought crossed my mind, I realized that if I hadn’t overheard him that day, I would never have found out. He would never have told me until his Diane, wife, was ready to come home and settle. And judging by the type of woman she was, Diane would only return when she was finally retired. They were both willing to gamble on my life, and make me waste years tending to their needs, raising their child only to be discarded like trash whenever they were ready.

“Packing.” His jaw tightened. “We’re not going anywhere.” “I am,” she replied quietly. The room seemed to shrink. “You can’t just leave,” Lucas said. She finally turned to him. “I’m not disappearing. I’m choosing space.” “For what?” he demanded. “So I don’t forget who I was before I became someone you tolerate,” she said. The words hit harder than accusation. “You’re my wife,” Lucas said sharply. “You don’t get to make decisions like this alone.”

"How could she hit you so hard? And you just stood there and watched, Jesse. Have you forgotten Sinead is your wife?" I was already a little upset. "She has already married someone else with your approval. Have you forgotten that?" Sinead's mother choked on her words and fell silent. After a while, she spoke again. "But that wasn't real. It was only an act. You're the only one taking it seriously." I rolled my eyes. They had all treated those solemn wedding vows as an act, but I couldn't. In fact, I found it filthy. Besides, it had been five years, and they had never told me about Zachary.

Evelyn sat on the edge of the bed. “You've called me three times in twenty minutes.” “I had a reason.” “What happened?” There was a pause. Then the woman on the other end spoke. “I'm coming home in a few days.” Evelyn sat up. “What?” “You heard me. I'll be back in a few days.” “You said you weren't coming back yet.” “I changed my mind.” Evelyn stood. “Why?” The woman's voice became serious. “Because I just heard Damien Schrett is getting married.”

My ears rang from the force of the slap, “You think you have the right to divorce him? Do you even understand your position?” Before I could respond, he grabbed the whip hanging beside the wall, the sound of leather cutting through the air sent a chill down my spine. CRACK! The lash struck my back, pain exploded across my body. “Do you think you have any place in this family without that marriage?” Richard Carter roared. CRACK! Another strike, my knees buckled, “You are only useful because you are Salvatore Mancini’s wife!” CRACK! By the third strike, I could barely stay conscious, pain blurred my vision, my body collapsed onto the floor, and the last thing I heard before everything went dar

"Oh, my dear, after the big boss introduced me to that place, I discovered paradise. I don't get stressed like you guys anymore, and I still make my beloved wife happy!" "Fool me, I like it! You only take your beloved wife to the spa when you forget something important. In other words, always!" I laughed because Bonfim was the type of husband who was crazy about his wife but had his head in the clouds. "And lucky for her, he has the memory of a peanut! What did you forget this time?" Little Renata laughed.

“I don't care what happened before I got amnesic. It's the same for me. After all, I still remember my husband and everything important in my life. I thought that the things I forgot weren't really important and shouldn't be in my life. Or this may be away from Allah to make our marriage even closer after we previously had a long-distance relationship. " "Are you sure?" asked Haidar who felt sorry for himself. If only Shanum remembered who she forgot, maybe she wouldn't say the thing she just said. Because what he forgot was the most important person in his life. But Haidar also didn't want to force Shanum to remember everything. He also didn't want to take the opportunity. Even though he do