The Younger Wife Novels & Stories

“You're lucky, ma'am. It seems like Sir. Gabriel loves you so much, unlike my ex-husband who cheated on me!" Celina’s throat closed up. She blinked rapidly, fighting the rising tide of panic and disbelief. “Yes. That’s… right.” She forced a nod, swallowing hard. “We’ve been married. W-We are doing great." Marissa gave an understanding nod and smiled warmly. “He’s so proud of you. I always thought you two made a great couple. It’s nice to finally put a face to the name.” Celina’s knees felt weak. A cold wave washed over her as Marissa’s words settled into her like icy needles. The man she had been sharing stolen moments with—the man who whispered sweet promises and touched her like she was th

I really regret it already. I sat around a circular table with the other wives and I couldn't stop my left knee from bouncing. Almost all the wives were present, both the old wives and the young wives. From what little I know, most of the Old wives are mother-in-law to most of the young wives, which was why a lot of the younger women were wary while they spoke. I looked around the table. Some of the wives were out going and loud. They spoke freely without any care for the world.

She wanted to see who would become her husband. Jae Gray looked up and met her eyes, but didn't said anything. He just walked casually right the hall and everyone was looking at him cautiously. Strangely the expression on his face seemed mocking, as well as some cold. "Jae Gray, the young lucky man congratulations for making it as Hazel Young's husband and marrying into the Young family." William Young smirked, "You don't have to thank us, we just hope that you will take good care of our girl Hazel."

Mr young responded soothingly but with a gentle warning "why not darling? I am simply trying to make sure the both of you aren't starting any problem. I had to relinquish quite a sum after your mishaps at the mall last month. As much as I love you honey, you cannot keep bumping into prominent wives from the DMV, their spouses are capable of handling out my ass to me putting me in a bad light. As expected the waterworks were already in place seconds after Mr young ever so sweetly berated his golden wife "honey I had no hand in it, those ladies attempted to bully and when they failed they were hellbent on disgracing and causing problems from me. Would you allow your dear wife to be bullied or

After they were finally pulled apart, they stood there, heaving and hurling insults. "And stay away from my husband!" the older woman spat. "Keep him on a leash, then! Tell him to keep his pants zipped, you idiot!" the younger one shot back. Before I knew it, James was dragging the familiar-looking one to the back room. Curious, I followed them. As soon as we sat down, she let loose. "Men are the worst," she said, glaring at James. "Oh, no offense, James. You wouldn’t understand." She turned to me. "Don’t you agree? How was I supposed to know he was married?!"

The door flew open. My youngest wife stood there, twenty one, the one I’d married last in a political alliance that tasted more like duty than desire. Her dark hair spilled wild over her shoulders, eyes blazing green fire, chest heaving under the thin nightdress she’d clearly thrown on in a hurry. “Get out now!” she screamed at the two trembling girls on their knees. They scrambled up, naked, wet with oil and fear, and bolted past her like startled deer. The door slammed behind them.

[Is there something wrong with my memory? Didn’t Young Master Hill marry Sarah recently?] [They didn’t get married in the end. I heard the police took Sarah away during the wedding. According to an insider, Sarah seemed to have wronged Elder Young Master Hill.] [So Eldest Young Master Hill is getting back together with his ex-wife? Somehow, I find Eldest Young Master Hill quite scummy.] [Can’t Eldest Young Lady Jones do better? After all, not only is she the female successor of one of the wealthiest families in Australia, but she’s also the top architect in the world. Aren’t there any other men on earth for her to date?]

But to save face for his new wife, staying in the same chamber for the night would be the best he could do. He already had a wife. He looked towards her once more, the disturbing feeling returning. No matter how he looked at it, she had the appearance of a young girl. She was tall for a normal Sprite citizen, but that was merely the average height for a young teenage Orion. It also didn’t help that she was two full decades younger than him. This was a girl who was barely past her coming of age by a few years, and she was now his wife. His throat and chest rumbled with a low groan.

“I was at a phase like that too where older women seemed . . . preferable.” "Why is that?" "Do you really want to know?" She shrugged and I answered, "Because they're experienced. They know exactly what to do and how to please." “But you married me,” she said, trying to look away, but my hand kept her head in place, forcing her lip an inch away from mine. “I’m ten years younger than you. And . . . I'm inexperienced and I don't know what to do.” Before I could speak, she added, "This makes me a disappointment to you."

"But the Young family is of equal standing with the Arnold family. They're business rivals, and their longstanding feud is bound to result in one of them losing." Hayson nodded approvingly. "Your analysis is good. The Young family is currently under the control of a woman. But, a woman can only do so much in the business world." "Despite being an Arnold, it's a pity that he's just a useless pawn now due to his condition. A piece that has lost its value will naturally be discarded." Hayson turned his question to another topic. "I heard the Young family is grooming a new heir?" Zach nodded in agreement. "Yes. As it stands, she's Ethan's half-sister from the same mother. The husband married int