Wife Stroies Novels & Stories

"What will my wife say if she finds out?" Brindle stood up abruptly. "I thought you'd be happy when I told you we were going to have a baby," she began, her voice trembling with emotion. "But how could I be so stupid? How could I expect a baby with a married man who's happily married to the most beautiful and iconic woman in Canada?" She turned away from him, fake tears glistening in her eyes. After a moment, she turned back, her expression softened as she reached out to touch his hands.

Stacey replied. Stacey caressed Sam’s face and asked him, “Honey, do you recognize them? Look at them clearly, especially the woman holding the child. She said if she is your wife. Tell them the truth.” Sam looked at me, but his eyes were strange. I have never seen such a deep and mysterious gaze. There was no smile on his lips. “I don’t know them. You are my wife and the only woman I love.”

“Ray, I made a mistake. I wanted a child so badly that I believed his lies. It won’t happen again… “Ray, the family legacy rests on my shoulders. I needed an heir. Surely, you can see where I’m coming from.” I met her gaze and said curtly, “Krystal, your legacy ended with you. You have a reproductive condition that prevents you from having children.” Shaking her head, Krystal said, “That’s impossible. You’re lying to me. My kids are right there. How could I be infertile? You’re making this up.” “It’s not that hard to put that to the test. Just get a DNA test, or head to the hospital for an examination.” Cradling the children, Krystal ran out.

Nora, seemingly unaware of the question, responds, "I don't know." Melissa, unable to resist the opportunity to taunt Nora, scoffs in a mocking tone. She leans towards Miranda and speaks in a low voice, "Stupid hoe! She doesn't even know how to style her hair on her fucking wedding day." Miranda, nonchalantly smacking her lips, replies, "Leave it. The wedding isn't happening just yet, right?" Amused by their exchange, Miranda and Melissa chuckle together before continuing on their way. They descend the grand staircase, and as they do, Miranda turns to Melissa, her curiosity piqued.

He followed suit sitting opposite her as he gazes studying the baby sleeping quietly in her arms. Samantha shrug. "About that, I've kept one of my trusted workers in charge till my six months break. So you don't need to worry about things like that." Nathaniel raised his eyebrow. "You've had it all planned out haven't you?" "What can I say-it comes with the head." She sighs smiling softly at him "So what do you say?" Nathaniel chuckled nodding his head. "Do I have a choice?" In a flash, Kenneth ran down the stairs holding onto Mr dress in his tight grip. "Daddy, daddy come to see Miss Hathaway bird has laid four eggs." He tung on Nathaniel's hand an excited twinkle in his eyes and face.

The wife swap. Just thinking about how to explain the situation made me want to turn back around and disappear into the night. Telling my father that Ashton wasn’t who she appeared to be, that she and Ashley had switched places, and that the woman I married was most likely no longer alive was a conversation I dreaded more than anything. He wasn’t going to take it well, especially when I didn’t even have all the answers myself.

"Mrs. Howl, your eyes are all puffy from crying. You look awful. A lot of she-wolves in the pack have a crush on Mr. Howl. You should take better care of yourself." I studied the young she-wolf in front of me. She was beautiful—there was no denying that. But so was I, once. If Lucas could betray me for her beauty, he could just as easily betray her for someone else. I asked, "And you? Do you love Lucas? If you do, he's all yours." She only smiled, saying nothing. Then, I left to meet Ms. Murphy. Ms. Murphy frowned the moment she saw me. "My dear, why do you look so exhausted? Let me guess—Lucas doesn't spend a single dime on you, does he?"

I replied smirking at them. "Aaron Malhotra open your fucking mouth right now before I punch you so hard," I nudged glaring at him which made him come out of his dream land. "Everyone meet my mysterious wife, who is mysterious to world. Mrs. Shraddha Aaron Malhotra. The love of my life," he replied grinning. Monkey monster. Jerk. Idiot. Moron. "For how long you both married? How long is your baby?" The same reporter asked who smirked at me.

Pathetic bitch. "The person who stole someone else's husband was trying to lecture the legal wife. Although we're no longer married, the fact that you stole my husband seven years ago and swam along the wealth of my family that my ex-husband stole from me, do you consider all of it as righteous? Shameless bitch." Exelle's words struck like thunder, causing a shift in the atmosphere throughout the building floor. "I don't know what's going on in your head to say such things, but whether you like it or not, as long as I am a Mondregal, by name and by blood, all of this belongs to me. Who are you to teach me things that aren't pleasant to hear, Rylie? You're just a nobody. The mistress and a pa

Jonathan was more than happy to wait for her to be more comfortable. “Mrs. Smith, I am no match for you,” He teased her. “Mr. Husband, how could you call me vindictive? I thought I was the paragon of compassion and forgiveness,” She pulled his tie to express her discontent. “Mrs. Smith, you are strangling your husband,” He faked a pained expression. “Mr. Husband, don’t make jokes like that. I don’t want to be a widow,” She said, wrinkling her nose.