Wife Flash Novels & Stories

she ordered coldly, “from now on, I don’t want that woman anywhere near Dustin’s room.” Shane flared up. “What right do you have to say that, Rihanna?! I’m Dustin’s wife!” Rihanna stood, her fury igniting. Without a word, she reached into her bag, pulled out their marriage contract, and slapped it across Shane’s face. “There!” she hissed. “Shove that down your throat! You’ve got some nerve calling yourself Dustin’s wife. You left him for five years, and now you come crawling back? For what? For his money?”

Flash marriage 41 I slowly tried to digest what had just hapiegef today and the more I kept ghigkung about it, the more it felt like it was never going to be a reality. I had never thoufht that I was going to fall for a women not after the last fell that I had to go thruyfh in that bitch hands . I lost them , I lost evrything I had and evrything that o so much valued and cared about, I lost it all and it was my faint .

He doesn’t even spare me a glance. “Lena is not a slave, and I need her to…” “Go” he cuts me off. “The woman would not be leaving.” “But…” “That’s final. Now leave Maria.” Walter roars with laughter along with the scantily dressed women perched on his laps. “Dear me! I’ve heard about the way you discipline the women in your household, but I didn’t think it extended to even your wife.” Cheeks burning in humiliation, I hurry out of the room with Walter’s maid before Sebastain can say something worse.

William shoved Maira until she tumbled to the ground, ignoring the cries of the woman who had been pleading for his forgiveness all the way down the hospital corridor. He looked at her with a wounded gaze, unable to comprehend the massive lie Maira had maintained for years. Maira wept and reached for her husband’s feet, but the man remained silent, averting his gaze. Initially, he had hoped the medical report he obtained was wrong, but after double-checking today with Maira, he was only met with deeper disappointment.

she teases, her laughter infectious. I playfully narrow my eyes at her, attempting to salvage my pride. "Uh, well, Colin usually fixes it for me." Fiona steps closer, still chuckling, and I can't help but be captivated by the way her laughter fills the room. She expertly untangles the mess I've made, her fingers working with grace. All the while, I find myself staring at her, admiring the effortless beauty that is my wife. It’s been a few days since we got back together and still, every single day, her presence awes me like she’s here for the first time.

Susan would never trust her. "She proposed the bartender." Trisha chuckled, surprising Willow with the lie of omission. "Married bartender." "Buck?" Susan laughed. "The one with the dragon lady for a wife?" "Hashtag homewrecker." Trisha held two fingers on each hand perpendicularly as she turned to Willow. "Hashtag other woman." Willow rolled her eyes and flipped the other woman a bird. Maybe it was not just seventeen-year-old jocks who made jokes out of her pathetic life situation.

“Okay, what era is it now, the two of them are engaged, does it matter if they sleep or don't sleep? Rarely does Shane get punished because of her, so don't get into any more trouble..." Fawn. “…” He turned his head and glanced at his wife, why wasn't she on his side? It turns out he has become the only evil person here. He looked towards his sister and Shane again. One person cried very bitterly, the other was injured very miserably. Why do they seem like they're acting out a painful love scene because of Fawn's separation? Moreover, he is also a villain... Fawn let out a sigh. “This time I skipped it, just when he was injured. During this time, you two cannot do anything beyond the limit."

“He always acted like a devoted husband. Who knew that he would go after her too? He’s worse than an animal.” I dodged his punch and tried to explain. “Listen to me, that is not what happened. It was Wendy—” Before I could finish, she cut me off. Pointing at the mark on her face, she burst into tears. “He even hit me just because I refused his shameless demands!” The crowd’s expressions grew even more hostile as they glared at me. Eric punched me in the face. “Everyone, take a look at this. This animal tried to take my wife right after his own died!”

His eyes are red as he glared at her. "What the fuck did you say? You are his wife? His wife? That c*unt was fucking dead already. You are a widow Aasha. My fucking widow. I made you the widow Aasha. I made it. There is a reason I killed him when he tied you the knot. I made you my widow. Understand"?? She is in too much of a haze to contemplate his words as she felt everything shaking around her. She blinked her eyes to keep herself conscious and her breathing seemed hard with the crying, fear, and proximity.

I couldn't tear my eyes away from the restroom for an entire hour until Mark and his companion finally emerged. The woman looked utterly drained, practically being carried by Mark, or she would have crumpled to the floor. I noticed her body shaking slightly. I frowned. Damn, no wonder those women go for him; he had the physique for it. On the weekend, I went out for dinner with some friends. As we were sipping drinks, one of my friends asked, "Jason, isn't that your wife over there?" I turned around and spotted Donna, arm-in-arm with another woman while shopping.