Wife Swap Story Novels & Stories

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.

He hurriedly explained, "I only married her out of pity. The one I've always loved is you." "Your so-called love disgusts me," came my response. Jason stepped forward to grab my hand, but Frank stopped him in time. "I heard that he actually drugged Ms. Sanderson on their wedding day to marry her adoptive younger sister. What a scumbag!"

I read the text of the email, and the world seems to tilt on its axis. “Meet the real Violetta,” the message begins. It goes on to detail a sordid narrative I don't recognize. It claims that my divorce isn't a result of my husband’s betrayal, but my own. It says I have been in a long-term, clandestine relationship with the man in the photo. It claims I moved to this city not for a career, but to continue an affair that began months ago. It paints me as a calculated cheater who fled my home state to hide my infidelity while draining my husband’s assets.

He placed his hand on her waist, kissed her in front of everyone, and the party continued. They lived happily ever after. Despite the ups and downs in their lives, they overcame them together. They explained everything to Old Master Li. Ava ended up with playboy Adam, who became husband material. Lily ended up with Gabriel, and Swan ended up with Ruby. Thank you, guys. I’ve had an amazing writing journey with you all. This is where my first book ends, and I’m blessed to have readers like you. The patience you’ve shown means so much to me.

Noah said with a faraway look in his eyes. “I love you, Noah Shaw.” Natalia said. “Same here, Natalia Shaw.” Noah said with a tight lipped smile before running up the stairs. Natalia turned back to put Wendy’s arm back in a proper position should in case she fell or something. “I asked for a bit of spice. Definitely not crazy celebrity drama. A job, family, loving husband. For my best friend to get all those things too. I am tired of everything that is taking place now.” Natalia muttered and went up the stairs after her husband too.

"You've misunderstood. Poppy and I aren't what you think… I took care of her only because I felt sorry for her." I offered a flat, simple "oh." "Poppy is just a young woman who recently got into college. I hoped you'd be more understanding instead of always assuming the worst about people." He took a deep breath and softened his voice, awkwardly explaining, "You're my fiancee, and the only wife both I and my parents approve of. You don't have to feel so insecure and compare yourself to others…" I had been in a good mood today because Jaguar was making a feast for me. But the moment I heard Adrian's words, I felt completely disgusted and impatiently asked, "Adrian, don't you think you should

] Then she forwarded another article: [If a Woman Isn't Savage Enough, She'll Never Keep Her Place—3 Tricks to Control a Cheating Man] I pretended to hesitate, then waited ten minutes before replying. "Will that... actually work?" She answered immediately. [Obviously! Why would I ever hurt you?] I replied like I was torn. "Okay... I'll try." *** The next afternoon, Mom and Zoey showed up empty-handed. The second Mom walked in, her eyes started darting around the suite.

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."

"You know exactly what we're about to face. But it doesn't matter—we'll be free of his control sooner if we make this money." I smiled quietly, saying nothing. Around us, a few other girls were watching. Axel began his manipulative pitch, telling them the only way to go to Zandumore was through fake marriages. He promised all the husbands would be respectable, high-quality men to reassure everyone.

I thought maybe I'd imagined it. It wasn't until the baby shower that the truth hit me. Damian, trying to make it a big deal, threw a joint party with Caleb and Betty. That's when I saw their son—and he had the same birthmark on his arm. I knew right then. They'd swapped my baby for theirs, wanting their kid to have the life mine was supposed to. I wanted to scream, call them out right there. But Rick, my real son, looked so tiny and fragile next to Hugo. It crushed me. Then I noticed how Betty was looking at Damian, and I swallowed the anger.