Yandere Wife Novels & Stories

Her hand reached for my arm, her tone too flirty. I caught her wrist firmly, not aggressive, just enough to halt her. “Don’t do that,” I said flatly. “I have a wife. If you don’t know.” Her face twisted slightly, a smug smirk creeping in. “The wife you don’t love?” she said, voice laced with venomous curiosity. “Everyone knows that story, Mr. Williams. Why pretend now?” I don’t know what snapped. But something did. I grabbed her wrist again, harder this time, dragging her just a step closer.

“You’re drunk. You don’t know what you’re saying.” “I know exactly what I’m saying.” He reached for me, his hand closing around my wrist. “Come here.” I tried to pull away. His grip tightened. “Jason, let go.” “Why?” He pulled me closer. I could smell the whiskey on his breath, thick and sour. “Why won’t you let me touch you? You’re my wife.” “You don’t want to touch me. Go and touch her instead." His eyes narrowed. “Her?” “Your freaking mistress.Get out of my room.”

There's no saying what could happen at any moment. And she was right... _______ KircheLeaf Arc 2: My Wife Is A Closet Yandere _______ ~ END of CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE ~

I ran out of strength and lay still, staring up at the ceiling. "Never thought I'd end up being called the other man online. I'm begging you. Just let me go. Go back to your family." She shook her head, the words spilling out. "I'm divorcing Randall. Once you're better, we'll get married. You'll be my only husband." A laugh slipped out before I could stop it. "I don't want that anymore. I'm not marrying you." "What about our kid?" she shot back, her voice rising. "We have a baby together. Don't you want him to have a real family?"

"Nothing at all. Alex is another man's biological son, and Hazel has been sleeping with other men. Bryan is broke, and his mother was murdered." "Gosh! That's brutal. Turns out the one who played the victim the hardest was having the most fun all along." Many of the women in the courtroom watched her with disgust, and one commented, "With the extent of Hazel's affairs, she must've slept with someone to get named the town's model wife." In an instant, a flood of condemnation crashed down on Hazel. She completely broke down and began screaming at me. "I married you and worked myself to the bone! Is this how you repay me? After all these years together, are you so determined to ruin me?"

"Rowan, what are you doing? Everyone in our circle knows how much you love me! And Elara's sick! How could you possibly choose her? Let's pretend none of this happened today! Let her go, and we'll get engaged now!" Her eyes reddened with anger, and she suddenly lunged toward us, trying to pull our hands apart. Elara, already fragile, went pale at the sudden attack. I pulled her into my arms, shielding her from harm. Wilson's patience snapped. "Get Raina out of here! She's disgracing us all!" The Whitmores snapped into action, surrounding Raina to drag her away. She struggled against them, her voice cracking as she called my name. "Rowan, you're just acting on impulse, right? I'm sorry! I'll

Smile thin as a blade. “Lucas Harrington,” he greeted smoothly. “You look well.” Lucas didn’t return the smile. “Adrian Cole.” Amara felt the tension shift instantly. This was no rumor. This was history. Adrian’s gaze moved to her. Assessing. Calculating. “So this is the wife,” he said. “You do have a talent for unexpected decisions.” “Say what you want and leave her out of it,” Lucas said coldly. Adrian chuckled. “You always did overestimate your control.”

I could accept leaving with nothing, but I would never give up custody of Daisy. Yvette shot me a vicious glare and barked, "What do you mean, no way? You'll turn into a horrible father once you get a new wife. Do you want Daisy to grow up suffering with you?" I frowned and tried to reassure her. "I won't ever get married again." She rolled her eyes. "Talk is cheap. You think your mistress will just agree to that?" By now, several gym members had already gathered at the entrance, but Yvette stood in their way, blocking them from coming in.

Six crossed his arms over his chest and shrugged his shoulders in reply. She sighed dramatically before turning her attention back on me and smiling. “Well that’s my husband for you.” “Your husband?” The woman's expression turned into one of surprise before she smacked her palm against her forehead. “Oh geez where are my manners? My name is Maryan Angelie but my friends call me Mary, I’m Red’s wife.”

Angela Romero-Fernan is an ideal wife. A perfect Type-A wife to be exact. A loving wife to her husband Sebastian Fernan. A caring mother to their only son Thomas Romero Fernan. Angela also fulfills the duty of a CEO on their own family business. You see, she is the perfect ideal wife any man could wish for. But her husband Sebastian saw all those things from a different perspective. And indeed up cheating on her perfect wife Angela. And now shady things happened that their perfect marriage is at risk.