Wife Flash Novels & Stories

The first one stunned the first wife, but Trisha sent another to her other cheek. The first wife was getting angry, but Trisha grabbed her collar next and pulled on it. Busting three buttons off, Mariska’s fair cleavage radiated from her black blouse. Trisha then undid the front clasp of Mariska’s bra. The first wife’s full bosom almost spilled out if not for Mariska’s quick arms. “What are you doing?” Mariska growled. At a strip club where she saw her husband clearly cheating on her, her supposed archenemy was wrecking her clothes. Strangers abounded, and some males were looking their way because of the resounding slap. She was nothing but humiliated.

“I’m tired of you calling me crying about him! Divorce him, sus! Go out and cheat back. You can't keep being the good little wife while he out having his fun. I have watch you for years, excepting him hurting you. And we ain't gone even talk about the time he slept with your cousin!" I called this heifer for some advice and comfort. I should’ve have known how this was gone go. I had to admit. She was always blunt and up front. “Bye,Sheka!” I said and hung up the phone. I headed upstairs to cry my eyes out and face the fact that i had just ended my marriage.

They then have a fatal accident, an accident that causes Vasha to miscarry the child as a result of her relationship with Adam, and can't walk anymore. Jeff himself only had abrasions, he heard the fact that Vasha was going to be paralyzed and felt tremendous regret. He was the cause of all this, Vasha became paralyzed for life because of him, because of him they had a terrible accident. Even though Vasha's affair when examined is due to her fault, Jeff is too busy with his business to forget Vasha, even he barely has time for her fiancé, so it's natural that Vasha gets the attention of other men.

“The board thinks I’ve lost control of my household, and if I can’t manage a wife, they don’t think I can manage a merger. This pettiness of yours is costing us millions. Every minute you sit here playing the victim, another shareholder hits the sell button.” The word pettiness stings more than I expected. I stand up then, forcing him to take a half-step back so we are eye-to-eye. “I walked in on you with my mother, Mark. That isn't pettiness. That is a betrayal that ends a marriage. It isn't a PR crisis; it's the end of us.”

Then he said, between chuckles, "What else were you expecting, dear wife? The reporters already got enough content. Were you hoping we’d give them a full couples-in-bed show?" I felt the vein in my forehead about to pop from pure rage. "You—!" I snapped, giving him a slap that echoed in the air for a moment. "You don't kiss me without my permission!" I folded my arms, glaring daggers at him. He rubbed the place where I'd slapped him, a smile curling up that showed his sharp canine teeth—why were his canines so sharp anyway?! "Dear wife," he began, drawing closer so fast I didn’t even catch him moving,

She spat while glaring at the shocked Vivienne and the next thing everyone heard was… “SLAP! SLAP!!!” Vivienne’s face turned sideways immediately, her eyes widened in shock as she felt the ringing in her ear, her face immediately swelled and turned red, she couldn't come back to her senses for a while and her head remained turned as her other hand held her face. “This should teach you some manners and also wake you up!” After her words, Lauren pushed her away and she fell lightly on the floor.

She had a nagging feeling that something bad was about to happen. The priest announced, “Everyone, I ask for your patience. The groom is a little delayed. In the meantime, let me play a surprise video the groom has prepared for his bride.” A moment later, moans filled the church. Then, whispers and murmurs erupted. “But after the wedding, you’ll have to give Hugh and me some time alone.” The content of the video was so shocking that it immediately ignited a stir in the crowd. Everyone in the room recognized the voices instantly.

A week ago, the news broke that I'd filed a lawsuit against my wife of more than 20 years, Hazel Cooper, the woman who had shared my bed and my life for over half my adulthood. From that moment on, I became the neighborhood's favorite villain. Everyone called me the heartless man who had climbed his way to success and abandoned his wife and child without remorse. In their eyes, Hazel was flawless. She'd married me when I was poor and struggling. She never complained, even when life was hard. She cared for my sickly mother until her final days. She raised our son almost entirely on her own and turned him into a top student, the kind every family boasted about.

Clarissa asked Adrian with an angry tone. "Well, I had a conscience until I discovered that the woman who I have been honest with right from the very beginning is a very good liar, and with the help of my sister, they kicked out a woman who they knew very well doesn't have any job or money to take care of herself. So unless I find that woman, and I'm very sure that she's okay wherever she is, no marriage will be taking place," Adrian said to Clarissa and Melissa before turning and walking away.

Everyone knew Amber Sherry was hopelessly in love with me. She would even risk her life for me. I got into a severe car accident to save her. My health never fully recovered. Because I had a rare blood type, she was terrified that something else might happen to me. She found someone with the same blood type and kept him on standby. He would donate blood to me whenever I needed it. I was also hopelessly in love with her. After she gave birth to Aria, I did not care what people thought. We gave her Amber’s last name—Aria Sherry. I did not want her to go through another pregnancy, so I got a vasectomy. Every socialite in our circle was jealous of what we had. On the day of Aria’s baby de