The Younger Wife Novels & Stories

"There's no use in doing that. She's already married." "I can't believe William and Mr. Young fell in love with the same woman!" "Both of them are rich and powerful! It's just that one's young, while the other's older. Now, it all depends on what her choice is."

"You little dummy, still so scatterbrained. Look at you crying from the cold, and you didn't even think to grab a jacket." 18-year-old Selena ruffled my hair and draped a jacket over my shoulders. That familiar scent of pine and the warmth momentarily left me dazed. … "So what you're saying is, the 30-year-old me got her wish and married you but didn't cherish it. And not only did I get involved with some male secretary who supposedly saved me, but I kept pushing you for a divorce?" At home, the younger Selena still had barbecue sauce at the corner of her mouth, but her eyes were filled with horror.

The old lady's old voice was cold and hoarse, "Chen Cailing, you married into my Situ family and didn't have a child, I won't mention it, but now is the critical period for my son, success or failure is at stake, if you want to drag him down, don't enter the door of the Situ family in the future!" Chen Cailin was hit hard, frozen in place for a long time, unable to come back to his senses. The old lady this meaning ...... is to let Situ diffraction and her divorce? But what did she do wrong? She just wanted to save her brother! "Mom!" Situ Yan couldn't hold back, "I'm forty years old, not fourteen! Do you know how to respect or not? Cailin is my wife, now and in the future! Forever!"

I argued. "But_" "Lucy just because she didn't get married to the old man but his son doesn't mean she is happy and behind those smiling faces I see something else," I said. "You're just been dramatic" She rolls her eye. "Dramatic? Martha isn't a girl that wants to end up in a guy's house at sixteen claiming to his wife. She needs her life back and I'm going to do that"I replied. "I hope you don't get yourself in trouble" She replied.

"Jerome, you can't be this cold. Talia's your wife! You're really sending her to prison yourself? Without her, these kids won't have a mother!" It made my stomach turn. Now he just said it out loud—she's my wife. No shame. I almost wanted to slap myself for bringing him into her life. "You good? Talia's your wife. Your kids' mom. What's she got to do with me? You wanted what wasn't yours. You stabbed me in the back. Now you pay." As they dragged Talia off, she twisted back and spat, "I put up with being your wife for seven years—that's more than you deserved. You think you're some prize?

She staggered back a couple of steps while staring at the vicious man in disbelief. Memories from the past year flashed frantically through her mind. Javor had time and again “accidentally” spoken of Efim’s coldness and unfeeling nature in front of her. He had repeatedly used the excuse of “a senior helping a junior” to drive a wedge between her and her husband. Also, she had chosen time and again to believe this “innocent and hardworking” junior. She even went so far as to trample on Efim’s sincerity and dignity repeatedly.

"Your sister-in-law really tried to prepare this breakfast, but she is your in-law no matter what and even older than you. I would never let my sister-in-law prepare the food while I sleep." Ugh! I didn't have the energy to deal with Mr. Gilberto's daughter. I am sure she never liked me, and the feeling is mutual. I decided to ignore her, but Miss Know It All continued her blabbering. "You know, that's why we allow the men in our village to take a younger wife if they want. The older wives like to slack off, and if the woman slacks,the entire family s—" "What are you trying to say,miss?" Estella interrupted,clearly irritated with her blabbering.

Though I did enjoy watching him shirtless in the backyard working hard. One other thing is I love Kira with all my heart I wouldn’t trade my daughter for anything. She’s the light in the darkness. She is all my entire heart, well half my heart belongs to her father, though I’d never admit it. He smiles. “That wasn’t what I meant. A buddy of mine was speaking about his wife, how when we get home from, they plan to start trying for a second baby.” He tells me. I look up at him. “That’s nice…” I say confused.

Later that afternoon, as the family gathered beneath the terrace for lunch, Aria stepped away for a moment. The tables were crowded with dishes and flowers, and the garden hummed with conversation and laughter. Children darted between chairs while family and friends filled the space with easy, familiar warmth. Aria wandered toward the gardens alone, listening to the laughter and voices drifting through the breeze. Life. She stopped beneath the flowering tree where Adrian had proposed years earlier. It seemed smaller now, or perhaps she had simply grown. She remembered another version of herself. A young woman carrying nothing but heartbreak. The stand-in wife. The woman people believed could

"Not your business." Jared's eyes lit up with rage. He grabbed her chin, leaning in way too close. "Lucia." His voice dripped with venom. "Can't survive without a man, huh?" The insult should've burned—but she felt nothing. Cole jumped in, trying to defuse it. "No, it's not like that. Lucia and I—" She shut him down fast. "Yeah." Her smile was ice. "What can I say? My own husband couldn't get the job done. What was I supposed to do—die frustrated?"