Reluctant Wife Novels & Stories

She pondered for a moment and said, "Oliver, we can't change our birth. That's the gap we formed more than twenty years ago. Your excellence and strength won't make me retreat. I'll say it again, I won't leave unless you abandon me or our marriage." But his excellence would always remind her that if she wasn't strong enough, she would at least guard her own heart! Oliver stared intently at Natalie. "Mrs. Windsor, you seemed quite timid just now. I can't see any sign of you not retreating." Oliver felt that those netizens had influenced Natalie's thinking! Is Natalie his wife or those people's wife? Natalie looked at him speechlessly, feeling a bit guilty because she did retreat before. "Chan

Rob explains. “Family doesn’t keep a secret like that,” Max says in a low voice. He takes my hand, “Come with me, my love.” “I’m glad this is working out for you,” says Rob. “I was a little worried that you wouldn’t accept your wife. Granma and Grampa did well picking your mom and your aunt.” “Stay away from me and my wife,” Max replies. He pulls me away from Rob.

"Why? You don't want us to be friends?" "I don’t want to!" My forehead creased. "But why?!" I ask him a bit confuse. "Your my wife Mara. I don't want to be friends with you. I want more than that!" I suddenly felt my heart beat faster. "But we've tried that before. And look where it lead us." "Mara... wife..." he pleaded. I disagree. "No Maru. I don't want to go back to that process again. Now there is no other value in my life but Baby Tanya. "

He continued, "But my wife is a very stubborn woman. A very humble one, at that. She sees nothing wrong in working her way up. Promotions will only come when she has worked her ass out for it, when she truly deserves it. This is what she instructed us, I would not want to go against it." There was a pause for a reasonable amount of time, causing my legs to begin to sweat inside my sneakers. Aiden took his arm off my shoulder as well, adding to the nerves. Why could he not just hold me a bit longer, until this nerves went away? After what I deemed the longest pause of my life, they broke out in a round of applause. My sigh of relief was loud, but luckily, no one paid attention to that, as the

When it came to his wife, he had no patience. Keilor had remained in the waiting room, the familiarity of years perhaps, making him think Fallon would need to talk some more. He took one look at Fallon’s face and smiled sympathetically. After all, he had a wife. “Want to discuss it over a drink?” An hour and two stouts later, Fallon was beginning to relax. “She’s stubborn, cuz. I never would have thought having a wife would be this taxing.” “I hear you,” Keilor said, still nursing his first beer.

His attention barely left his wife the day they met for the first time. She would try every spell in the book, every trick in her hat and every single thing in her disposal to get him. And she would get him, use him and toss him aside like an old toy. An old toy she would definitely always go back to. She bit her lips at the thought. She moaned and touched herself thinking about him but was distracted by the knock on the door. “Mistress?”, Rupert’s voice was heard. She sighed in agony. “Yes? Come in”, she said and sat up.

“We have house staff, don’t we? You don’t need to come out every time.” Her face, now showing more signs of age than before, twitched a little, but she said nothing, simply nodding in silence. I wasn’t in the mood to comfort her. A woman who can’t make her husband want her is nothing but a failure. That’s what my wife was—a failure.

She lowered her voice, making it soft, almost vulnerable, yet unwavering. Mrs. Williams, with all due respect, I understand the surprise, but I am not an impulse. William knows I have always valued my privacy above everything else. My life has been marked by personal tragedy, losing my parents young, and I had to spend years fighting for my independence before I met William. I did not want the scrutiny of public life, and he respected that. I’m reserved, not hidden. I am here because I love William, and I will be his wife. My past is my own, but my future is with your son.

“I’m not being cruel. I’m being realistic.” She leaned back, confidence returning. “Natalie is realistic. She understands sacrifice. Her father gave his life for this family, Reid. Loyal to the very end.” Reid nodded slowly. “I know. Mr. Smith was a good man.” “Exactly,” Margaret said firmly. “And Natalie inherited that loyalty. That dedication. She stood by you when your so-called wife walked away.” Reid’s fingers curled subtly against the desk. “Karline didn’t walk away alone.”

A week ago, the news broke that I'd filed a lawsuit against my wife of more than 20 years, Hazel Cooper, the woman who had shared my bed and my life for over half my adulthood. From that moment on, I became the neighborhood's favorite villain. Everyone called me the heartless man who had climbed his way to success and abandoned his wife and child without remorse. In their eyes, Hazel was flawless. She'd married me when I was poor and struggling. She never complained, even when life was hard. She cared for my sickly mother until her final days. She raised our son almost entirely on her own and turned him into a top student, the kind every family boasted about.