Don't Leave, Wife
Copyright© 2026 by Nyvera
Chapter 2: A Name That Shouldn’t Matter
Romance Sex Story: Chapter 2: A Name That Shouldn’t Matter - Vivian Hart, the adopted daughter of the Hart family, marries Adrian Kingsley in an arranged marriage, hoping love will bloom. Instead, she endures three years of neglect from her cold billionaire husband. On their anniversary, she chooses divorce and walks away. Only after losing her does Adrian realize she was the love he never appreciated. But can he win back the wife who no longer waits for him?
Caution: This Romance Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fiction Safe Sex Revenge Royalty Slow Transformation AI Generated
The city lights blurred past the tinted windows of Adrian Kingsley’s black Rolls-Royce.
Rain continued to pour, beating against the roof in a steady rhythm.
Adrian leaned back in his seat, his sharp eyes fixed on the unopened gift resting beside him.
His phone vibrated again.
Sophia Bennett.
Without hesitation, he answered.
“Where are you?” Sophia’s worried voice came through the speaker.
“I’m on my way.”
“You left the meeting so suddenly. Everyone thought something had happened.”
“There was something I had to do.”
She chuckled softly.
“Your grandfather forced you to go home again?”
Adrian remained silent.
Sophia already knew about his arranged marriage.
Almost everyone in his inner circle did.
She sighed.
“Adrian, you’ve been trapped in that marriage for three years. I still don’t understand why you won’t end it.”
His gaze drifted to the gift.
“It isn’t that simple.”
“Nothing is simple with your grandfather.”
A faint smile appeared on Adrian’s face.
His grandfather had built the Kingsley empire from nothing.
The old man was stubborn, respected, and impossible to argue with.
Three years earlier, after suffering a mild heart attack, he had made one request.
“Marry Vivian.”
Adrian had refused.
Again and again.
Until his grandfather looked him in the eye and said,
“You may inherit my company, but you’ll also inherit my final wish.”
He had agreed.
Not because he wanted to.
Because saying no had never been an option.
“You’re quiet,” Sophia said.
“I’m listening.”
“Come over when you’re done. My father wants to discuss tomorrow’s project.”
“I’ll be there.”
“Drive safely.”
The call ended.
Adrian placed his phone on the seat.
His eyes landed on Vivian’s gift again.
He picked it up.
The wrapping paper was simple.
Neat.
Exactly like Vivian herself.
For reasons he couldn’t explain, he slowly untied the ribbon.
Inside was a black wooden box.
Opening it, he found an elegant silver wristwatch.
It wasn’t an ordinary luxury brand.
The watch had clearly been custom-made.
On the back, delicate words were engraved.
To more years together.
Love, Vivian.
Adrian stared at the engraving for several seconds.
His fingers traced the letters.
He remembered Ethan mentioning that Vivian had visited several designers over the past few months.
So...
This was what she had been preparing.
The driver glanced into the rearview mirror.
“Mr. Kingsley?”
“What?”
“We’ve arrived.”
Adrian looked outside.
He was standing in front of the Bennett residence.
He quietly closed the gift box before stepping out of the car.
Back at Kingsley Mansion...
The servants had already cleared the untouched dinner table.
Only the anniversary cake remained.
Vivian sat alone in the living room, still wearing the emerald dress she had chosen so carefully.
Mrs. Eleanor approached with a warm cup of tea.
“Madam.”
Vivian smiled weakly.
“Thank you.”
The older woman sat beside her.
“I’ve worked for this family for twenty-two years.”
Vivian looked at her curiously.
“I’ve watched Mr. Kingsley grow up.”
“He wasn’t always this cold.”
Vivian listened quietly.
“When he was younger, he laughed often.”
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