Wife's Lies Novels & Stories

She asked joining him in the next seat. “Nothing. There is no problem.” Mrs Williams didn’t buy that. For a woman who had known her husband for so long, she knew he was lying that moment. Something was definitely eating him up inside. She drew closer to him, “You know I see through you and you can’t lie to me. Tell me, what is it?” Chairman Williams finished up the last of his drink in the glass and dropped the glass on the table. He looked at his wife and chuckled. She was right, he obviously can’t lie to her since she knew him more than he knew himself.

“A few months ago, I found the girl I had met at the beach. Which makes it even more certain that everything the Aprices told me about my wife and my mother-in-law was lies. I don’t know the whole truth about my wife, but thinking back on what I can remember, she is the biggest victim in our marriage.” Liliana lowered her head to hide her emotions.

I could not hold myself up. Fake. Forged. A lie. The words bounced around my head like bullets. If the files were fake... Then Rita never lied to me. She never cheated on me. The baby was never another mans. "Adrian " I choked out. My throat felt like broken glass. I could barely speak. "Are you absolutely sure? Are you telling me... Are you telling me that my wife was telling the truth?" "Yes I am telling you that someone did a lot to destroy your marriage sir. Someone paid a lot to make you think she betrayed you."

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.

And now shady things happened that their perfect marriage is at risk. The mistress died, pointing all the evidence to Sebastian. And only Angela could save her husband. Secret after secrets starting to reveal. A dilemma that their so-called perfect family is just lingering at the corner. Waiting to unfold. How can Angela cope up with all of these? Is her love enough to protect, her family? A struggle of a wife who vowed in the altar. 'Till death do us apart.'

The reason for the divorce was that I was disloyal and made a terrible mistake that ruined the reputation of our family. My wife, Jean Shaw, the person that I had loved and doted on for 10 years, abandoned me when I needed her the most. I couldn't believe what I was seeing and decided to call her. My hand was trembling so much that I could barely hold my phone. On the other end of the line, Jean's voice sounded a little proud and relieved. "Sign the agreement, Felix. Your career is over. Stop struggling. Save yourself the embarrassment." "You're the one who wrote... the whistleblower report?"

Two years ago, your husband went out to buy groceries, and Marcus used the chance to hold your three-year-old face down in the sink. "If your husband hadn't come home in time, your daughter would have drowned. And you're still standing up for that piece of filth." Diana stared at Marcus, stunned. "Marcus... is that true? You nearly killed my daughter?" Marcus shook his head frantically. "It's a lie. Listen to me. She's lying to you." But the guilt was written all over his face. The lead officer didn't care about any of this domestic drama—Marcus colluding with the enemy was a far graver crime. His expression darkened, and he had Marcus locked up on the spot, ordering a full investigation.

"Don't mention that again! I told you clearly: I married you to secure the alliance with your father. It was a debt of honor! I gave you the title of 'Mrs.' to keep you fed and safe." "But my true wife... I only recognize Elena." He closed his eyes heavily, his tone grave. "As for the child... I only agreed because you were afraid of being lonely in your old age. That was part of the transaction." Panic seized him as he thought Elena might have misunderstood. Sophia, however, wouldn't let it go. "You've been hiding it from her. But when this blows up—and it will—and they find out you have two wives? Do you think The Commission will let that slide? Do you think the other Families won't laugh

"You should be questioning your conscience for what you did to her." My palm slammed against the desk. "I never did anything to Selena.” "And you expect Liora to believe that?" he asked confidently. "What makes you think she won't?" He laughed. "Because I made sure to tell her everything she needed to doubt you." What an idiot. A slow smile spread across my lips. "You're even more foolish than I thought if you believe my wife would trust your lies over me." His jaw tightened. "You told her I murdered my own father..." My voice dropped several degrees. "And that I abused my wife."

"No, you're lying! You're lying to me!" Cassie screamed, lunging at the phone to smash it. The female guards held her down firmly. "Whether I'm lying or not, you know the truth yourself," I said as I pocketed my phone and turned to leave. "Arthur, stop right there! Kill me! Just kill me now!" she shrieked hysterically behind me. For someone as proud as she was, being betrayed by her own family and reduced to a disposable pawn hurt far more than death ever could.