Wife Sharing Story Novels & Stories

So every year, people brought their spouses or partners. “Quill still doesn’t have a girlfriend?” “Sierra, don’t tease me.” “I’m not teasing you. Last year you said you’d bring someone this year.” A colleague laughed. “Quill joined the same year I did. Back then I was single, he was single. I came back with a girlfriend, he was still single. My girlfriend became my wife and he stayed single. This year I’m here with my wife and kid, and Quill is still single.”

Ariana I was still looking at him eagerly. Waiting for him to share his story with me. I’ve never been one to pry on people’s lives but for some unknown reason, I really wanted to know about this. “So…” he began. “I met my wife in a meeting. It was just an attraction at first but I didn't approach her.” “We kept bumping into each other at random places and it was really weird because we were worlds apart. We decided it was fate doing its thing so we concluded to be just friends.”

“You’ve gotten thin after five years.” I avoided her gaze. I was afraid that the heartache in her eyes would only sting more the longer I gazed at it. … Anthea and I had grown up together, and our relationship used to be very good. However, later on, as my relationship with Florence became more serious, Anthea and I drifted further apart. Five years ago, I posted the news of my engagement with Florence on social media. The next day, Anthea was on a long-distance plane abroad.

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

"You know how weak you got after giving birth. That's why you lied about business trips and disappeared for months." I frowned. "And all that 'humiliation' you keep bringing up? My family and I never saw you that way. "Remember your first deal? I couldn't watch you run yourself into the ground, so I met the partner myself and locked it in for you. "Then you talked for three hours straight about that useless project. I cleaned it up and sent it over like it was your work.

My name is Bi Xiaonuan. I am 29 years old, have been married for three years, and live with my husband, Shen Zeyan, in a quiet high-end community in the city center. Shen Zeyan works in project management at a technology company. In the past six months, due to cooperation with major overseas clients, his workload has increased dramatically, and he has to leave early and return late almost every day. I understand the pressure of the workplace and support his career, so I take on all the housework voluntarily, keeping our home tidy and organized so he can relax when he comes home.

"It seems like your wife hasn't shared anything with you, has she? We used to work at the same club back in the day. "She only quit that life after you took her in."

Nora Bellweather married a man who never loved her. When she found proof of his betrayal, something in her went quiet and hard. Then, drowning her grief in a dim bar one night, she saw three faces from a past she thought she'd buried for good. The next morning, her husband walked in with three important guests, and she nearly dropped the teapot in her hands. It was them. Older, sharper, wealthier, and dangerous in ways they never used to be. They had once loved her without limits before everything fell apart. Now they were back in her house, in her life, refusing to stay away. Nora cannot forgive what tore them apart years ago, and she will not survive another heartbreak in a marriage that h

"God! You asshole! You really had me going there for a little bit. Jessshhh, I can't even begin to imagine having more than the two I already have. She breathed in a sigh of relief. "Hey now I'm serious about what Jenna told me. There was a woman that lived in this pack a few years back that ended up with 4 mates....im not shittin you girl." He spoke truthfully. Ulaya had a terrified look on her face. "Ask Jenna yourself then. She'll tell you about it. It's a damn true story." He pfft. "Let's just eat for pete's sake." Nate pulled her on through the door of the café. The little bell jingling as they entered.

A future, a partnership, a sharing of life, love, work. A share? Share, is it? Oh yes, Jefferson definitely wanted me to share, but he hadn't returned the favor. No, he lied to me from the start and then cheated on me. The sad truth is, I wasn't the type of woman to inspire a man's love and loyalty. “Some of us women are just fine on our own,” I replied to the girl. “And I hope you're very happy. “Your sister too. After she was gone, I chose the traditional and modern magazines I had now identified.