Wife With Stranger Novels & Stories

“You really don’t understand, there truly are no houses left here, especially not for a man like you.” The tension felt heavier than before. His behavior was cheap, trying to tail Cassandra everywhere she went. Even though it hurt me a little, since I was doing the same thing, it was clearly different. My intentions were sincere, to protect my wife and child. He, on the other hand, was a stranger. Bam! The sharp sound of Cassandra setting her glass down made us all fall silent and look at her uneasily. “You can buy my house if you want, Cillian,” she said with a smile that sent chills down my spine.

Gripping James’ shoulder, I made sure the woman saw my wedding ring. “Oh, you must not watch the news, Miss. Let me introduce myself—I’m Kate Delos Reyes Santiago, lawfully legal wife of James. So, if you don’t want any trouble, stop clinging to my husband. My hand has a tendency to itch and slap people.” Scarlette rolled her eyes. “Ugh, you’re so annoying, James! If she hadn’t beaten me to it, I’d be your wife right now,” she whined. “Well, Miss, maybe you were too slow. And for the record, I have no plans of leaving my wife. Now, if you’ll excuse us, we have a family dinner to attend,” I said confidently.

I’m not going to let some stranger get too close to my wife, no matter how our relationship is. “Why are you behaving like this?” She retorts, trying to free herself from my grasp. “I’m just having fun. You’ve been nothing but a pain in my ass since this honeymoon started!” I bring my face closer to hers, our noses almost touching. “I may not be happy about this situation, but you’re still my wife.” She scoffs, her breath brushing against my face. “Wife? Don’t forget that you’re my temporary husband.” My grip on her arm tightens as frustration boils within me. “You’re coming with me. I can’t let you dance with strangers, getting wasted.”

He retorted and they went surprised. "Y-your wife?" Theo asked confusedly. "Please Pius, not now, as you can see we have a visitor, you should be happy they find her".Mary said firmly. " Be quiet! Who called you in this matter". he yelled at her. "Wait hold on, we don't get you, you said this little girl here is your wife, how?". Ryan asked confusedly. " Yes, do you have a problem with that?". "Are you crazy? Is something wrong with your brain? How can you call a little girl old enough to be your granddaughter your wife, Are you sick or something?". Jayden said.

"'I'm not talking to you, I'm talking to him,' Cade said, his gaze fixed intently on my rescuer. "I was helping this young miss," the stranger explained. "'Miss?' And who told you she's a Miss?" Cade's tone was laced with possessiveness. "I don't know her name, so I referred to her as Miss," the stranger replied calmly. "She's not a Miss," Cade growled, his eyes flashing with anger. "She's my wife." He pulled me forcefully into his side, his grip tightening around me. I felt a surge of surprise and unease at Cade's claim, but before I could react, the stranger's eyes widened in shock.

He was wearing a wedding ring too. The two rings were matching. Her eyes widened in shock. "She's your wife?" Her voice made Maureen and Dimitri turn their attention back to her. Gwen stared at them. "You are really married, Dimitri?" Her voice was filled with pure disbelief. It felt as though a heavy lightning bolt had struck her. She shook her head slowly. "It's not possible. There is no way you can marry another woman." Dimitri's face darkened. "What are you standing there for?" he snapped at the security officers. "Get her out of here."

he asked, his tone smooth and curiously respectful. Instinctively, I leaned my head closer to hear him over the roar of the crowd. The heavy, sophisticated scent of his aftershave mingled with the alcohol in my system, making my stomach roll. I had only moved closer to protect my eardrums from the noise, but before I could offer a reply, a sudden, violent shove sent the stranger stumbling backward. Before the man could regain his footing, and before I could even register the movement, Nico’s fist connected with the stranger’s jaw in a sickening thud. “What the fuck, man? That’s my wife!”

"Talia, I'm not interested in your pocket change." She didn't snap. She laughed, turning to the crowd. "Sorry you all had to see this. He's my husband's old benefactor—did him a favor once. Out of gratitude, I've been covering his food and clothes. Guess it wasn't enough. Now he's here trying to wreck our family." Just like that, she flipped everything—swapped me with Danny and made me the pathetic leech. I pressed my tongue to my burning cheek and walked straight at her, face cold.

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?"

I was about to push it open when a man in a light gray shirt stepped out first. I took one look and knew he was exactly the type Serena Vaughn would like—clean-cut, composed, carrying himself with quiet steadiness. “And you are?” he asked. His eyes swept quickly over Ethan in my arms, and his expression shifted. “I’m Serena’s husband, Lucas Drake,” I said evenly. “I came to see how my wife managed to sign herself as a family member to your child.” A nurse pushed a treatment cart past us in the hallway, and several family members chatted nearby.