Addison Montgomery Husband Novels & Stories

Only his voice filled the space, deeply, resolutely, and thunderously Thalia’s heart pounded so loudly she thought the cameras could hear it. His grip on her hand tightened, and became possessive, almost painful, yet she didn’t flinch. “I love my wife,” he continued, his tone softening just a fraction, though the intensity remained. “And she loves me dearly. Just because we made our marriage public doesn’t mean we’ve become your entertainment, and so therefore you all can be a part of our affairs. If any more rumours are spread like this…” His gaze turned icy as it swept across the room, “I won’t overlook it.”

Donald was now married to his "childhood love." The article went on to explain how they had kept the marriage low-key, not wanting to attract the interest of the public. Low-key? I scoffed internally. Donald loved public attention. This must have been the woman’s choice. But as news bloggers, they somehow had a leak, and now the whole world, or at least my corner of the internet, knew.

"Well, I'm glad you accept me. That's every future daughter-in-law's dream, isn't it?" "Yes, but... there's something you need to know. You're about to marry someone who is closely related to your ex-husband." Hannah's brow furrowed in confusion. "Alden?" "Ashton is Alden's younger brother, Hannah." Hannah's mind flashed back to the time she had seen a family photo in Alden's home. But Alden had never mentioned his mother or a missing sibling. "I knew you were Alden's ex-wife from the beginning," Victoria confessed. "I honestly didn't know what to do when you and Ashton started dating."

I calmly told him the truth he had never known. Alexander staggered backward and hit the chair behind him. He collapsed into it and buried his head in his hands. “This can’t be... You always said your parents were blue-collar workers...” I laughed mirthlessly. “Did you ever truly know me? For ten years, your eyes were only on Stella, your career, and that hollow fame you chased.” He looked up. “Eve, we can fix this, can’t we? We’ve been together for ten years—”

When I opened the door to the private room, Nolan Garrison and his secretary were in the middle of a kiss, encouraged by the crowd around them. "Come on! Give us another one!" People clapped and chanted. I stood in the doorway for a good ten seconds before the two finally pulled apart. From a distance, I could see the smirk on my husband's face while Ruby Jennings, his secretary, shyly smacked the friends who had egged them on. "Stop it! Nolan's married! I wouldn't have kissed him if I hadn't lost the game," she said, turning back to glance at Nolan, who looked relieved by her words.

[Addison] "Addy!" There are loud, rapid footsteps followed by the heavy sound of someone falling to their knees. Warm arms reach around me and cradle me to their chest, their heart beating rapidly against my ear. My husband, Michael, is shaking with fear as he looks down at me with wide, frightened eyes. "Addison! What have you done!" His voice shakes as he looks up at the open window and then back at me. "Why? Do I make you so miserable that you are trying to kill yourself?"

"This guy has no shame! He cheated, got caught, and now, he wants to go back to his ex-wife?" "Just look at him—he's obviously bad news!" "Disgusting! He cheated with another woman, then realized the baby wasn't his. Now, he's clinging to his ex-wife? What a piece of trash!" "Good thing she divorced him. Staying would've been a nightmare." The murmurs made Christian's face flush red, then pale. Taking advantage of the commotion, I quickly moved toward the car, intending to leave. "Shiloh Jackson!" Christian suddenly shouted, pulling out a gleaming knife.

"Don't you dare touch me, Dylan Rios! Stay away from me. I didn't know your reason, but I will trust my husband more than you." "That's not his thing, it's his step-sister who's with him in the picture. He can't fool me. You know what? When he came back here he promised that we'd start a family, so don't try to destroy us." A smile drew on his lips which made my forehead furrow. "So, that's his reason? I thought your husband was just the CEO of the company. I didn't know that he's also a scriptwriter." "Don't insult my husband, Dylan."

It was their favorite thing to do on Friday nights and we had kind of made it a tradition. “Are you going to the guys game on Wednesday?” Grace asked and I shrugged “Probably, the kids love watching their parents play soccer” “Okay good, Damon wants to go so let me know” “Yeah I will” The guys still play on the same team and even though they don’t see Adrian much anymore they had gone to his wedding a month ago and he has become a doctor and married Hannah. Remember that name? Yep she was the one who he walked down the aisle with at our wedding and she caught the bouquet, coincidence? After an hour of roasting marshmallows I looked over at my husband who held our sleeping daughter while the

Michael attempted to provide an explanation. “What if he disagrees when he finds out that you’re getting married to your family’s adopted daughter? Haven’t there been a lot of people talking about our wedding plans?” Claire turned around, instantly forgetting her anger. The topic of their wedding plans is still a sensitive subject of discussion among the public, especially with the popularity of the Williams family as one of the most famous families in the United States.