Novel & Cerita Wife Swap Stories

The headlines shouted about our past marriage. "BREAKING NEWS: MON Chairman, Mr. Hans Kenji Alvez, WAS married to the owner of EXiellene Royale, Ms. Exelle Kim?" My body froze as I read each headline, one after another. They all revolved around our marriage. Tremors ran through my hands, and my throat felt tight, overwhelmed by a surge of anxiety. Cold sweat formed on my palms. I sat there, staring blankly at the article I had opened, unable to comprehend how and why all this had surfaced.

"What are you even talking about honey? You were married to me. I was there for you in the lab, it has always been me." "Just shut up with the lies Calliope!" My voice rose, she flinched. I said tightly. "I met her today, at the exhibition. And she told me she was Seraphina. You switched her, didn't you? benefiting from the situation." "What situation are you talking about, Dante?" Calliope snapped. "Seraphina was never yours. You married me, not her. She ran into the arms of Everett. He’s had a thing for her since we were kids. I don’t know what she told you or what you assumed—”

Cherry had been in her room all day, she had been sulking in the room due to the fake marriage that her parents had arranged for her but she knew that she could not escape the marriage, after all, this had been her destiny all her life. She was getting married to Damien Winston, but definitely not for love. Her parents did not care about her loving him or not too, she had a task to fulfill in the home of Damien Winston, she was to get rid of him one way or the other once she had become his bride.

"How would you feel knowing your father killed your own mother in front of you and you couldn’t do anything? We all have our demons to fight, Rara, but Killian, he accepted his demons unlike us, who try to ignore their whisperings.” “I was a barren, divorced twenty eight years old woman when I first met Jakob. Like any woman, I was attracted to his pale blue eyes and charming smile, at that time I did not knew he was married and with a child. I worked as worker in one of his hotels. On one winter might I was working late night shift when he approached me drunk. He threw money at me and like a desperate woman, I agreed to spend a night with him.” Her face twisted as if she was trying to forge

After all, he had been doggedly pursuing me for a long time. However, during the wedding preparations, I discovered that Greg was cheating on me with Amanda. Seeing that, I realized that he was only marrying me for my money; he had been dating Amanda from the start. On my wedding night, I made Greg drink so much alcohol that he became stupidly drunk. I misled him into thinking we had slept with each other. After Jacob was born, Greg stealthily switched him with Amanda's daughter. Unbeknownst to him, I quietly switched them back. Since newborn babies looked almost no different from each other, my actions went unnoticed.

One of the wedding planner's assistants tells us, with no protocol, I turn around and go where I was told to go. “Welcome to the wedding rehearsal of Mr. Donato Galli and Miss Catherine Swan” everyone bursts into applause “because of the different cultures between both bride and groom, they have decided to change a little the way the ceremony will be celebrated. First, the girl Isabella will enter and lead the rest of the procession, then the best man, Mr. Stefano Graziani, and the maid of honor, Miss Christie Swan, will go together” what? It has to be a joke! My luck can't be that bad, why him? Life is cruel and hates me.

"Caleb, you might wanna sit down for this. The son you've been spoiling for years? Hugo? Not yours. Turns out, your wife's been busy—he's Damian's kid." "No. That's not possible," Caleb stammered, shaking his head. I reached into my bag again, pulling out my phone. With a quick tap, the screen lit up. "Oh, but it is. Here's your wife's original pregnancy test. Spoiler alert: she wasn't pregnant when I was. Hugo came along later—after her little rendezvous with Damian. She's been lying to you since day one." Then I clicked play on another video. "And this? Proof of their extracurricular activities—on my bed, no less, while you were in prison."

It cupped my breasts perfectly and exposed the bruise on my shoulder. After a moment, he asked. “Who did that to you?” I gulped. “Even if this is just a contract marriage, no one has the right to hurt you,” he said. “Make no mistake, you’re mine now”. I coughed out an answer, “Nobody, I-I hit my shoulder somewhere”. He held up his hand. The waitress rushed towards us not too long after. “What would you like to have?”

Celine Sherman and I were supposed to get married on the same day. Three days before my wedding, by the uncanniest of coincidences, I found out that my fiancé, Andrew Hammond, intended to swap the two wedding cars intended for Celine and me, respectively. Celine was supposed to marry into the struggling and powerless Wright family, but Andrew planned to have me take her place. His words came as a huge shock to me, and it was something that I never would've seen coming.

She hated playing matchmaker, but anytime one of her single friends got a look at the six-foot tall former professional soccer player, they all begged for an introduction. “What’s the huge gaping plot-hole?” Bryce asked as his hand slid further up the back of her dress. She gave him a playful dirty look. Her black-haired, blue-eyed, too-handsome-for-his-own-good husband hit on her constantly when Ethan hung out with them, Bryce’s not-so-subtle way of saying, “Look how fun being married is. Aren’t you sad you’re still single?” Leigh swatted at his hand. “So the one guy convinces the other guy that they can swap wives in the night, right? ‘Here, we’ll sneak into each other’s houses and while o