Alice Dixson Husband Now 2023 소설 & 이야기

Heaven knows I'd never stoop so low to be so enduring with commoners, exiled ones at that. “Hold on,” he raised his hands and continued. “And I have a daughter, a sweet kind girl. I haven't been so nice to her and I regret it everyday of my life. She's now married to the Alpha King after her first failed marriage.” He said quietly. My eyes widened in shock, Selene's father?! What was he doing here? I lowered my eyes and chuckled evilly, karma is truly a bitch. “Hey! What's funny?” I frowned.

Alpha Dexion, even he already had a wife before an has a daughter now there still pack who want their daughter to marry him. He will be soon married to someone with a good family status and background…

Hazel still tried to defend Alexander buy Daxon will not let her defend him this time. "You should have think before, Sugar. It's been two years of your marriage and your his wife only for name, you still didn't gave him what a wife give to her husband and don't you think men has their own needs including Alexander also?" Daxon asked her softly making her eyes widened. "H-how would you know?" Hazel asked him stunned that how did he knew that Alexander and she is still not in any physical relationship. "They call me Alpha for a reason Sugar." Daxon said arrogantly and proudly making her nod her head at him embarrassingly that he knew their personal matters.

She is all over her husband, who chuckles while still not letting go. "That's alright, Pixie Spaz. Be mad at me, hate me all you want, but don't die on me." Despite the situation with Caroline, Alice allows herself to smile and meets my eyes. "They had a bad fight this morning." I grin back at her. "I can tell." "I don't know what it was about," Alice gossips in a hushed whisper as we eye the hugging couple. "But damn, her husband is eye candy. Did you see his face?"

“Well, for starters, I don’t hate you. You got it all wrong because we didn’t like the same things growing up.” “Yeah, and you didn’t like me.” “That’s not true.” “Okay, get to the point.” She breathed as she dug into her handbag and pulled out a picture, shoving it in front of me. “This is Sasha Ross, and you might not remember her, but she was married to our uncle, Albert Ross. She’s recently been staying in New York, and because of your trending story with Lucius, I found out she’s now married to him. Have you met her?” She asked.

Her eyes drop to our joined hands in confusion, and it takes her a couple of seconds to smile at me. “I need to attend the Willis meeting,” Alexander says, leading me into his office. Alice follows us in and he nods at her as he pulls out his desk chair for me. “Make sure my wife is well taken care of. Get her some takeout menus too.” Alice nods, but her expression displays disbelief. “I… you’re leaving her in your office? Alone?” she asks, clearly trying to be somewhat discreet, and failing.

"Am I wrong? Damon hasn't even touched you in six years. Where could those pups have come from?" "During the night of his heat," I said slowly, deliberately, word by word. "That was the only time." Damon's head snapped up. Shock and pain warred across his face. "So the twins…" "Yours," I said. My eyes never left him. "But they're gone now. You killed them." Damon collapsed to his knees, trembling violently. I turned to David and said, "I request the immediate dissolution of this marriage." "No!" Damon lunged at me, but an invisible force threw him back.

I opened my mouth to answer, but Alice stepped close and dropped her voice into a desperate whisper. "Ms. Wolfe, please — let it go this once. For my husband's sake. He saved your life. You know I've been raising my daughter alone since he died. She doesn't want me working as a maid, so I told her I won the lottery. She has no idea I'm just the help. Please don't press charges." Hearing her bring up her husband softened something in me, just a little. Alice's husband was Leo. He'd been my driver for six years — steady, loyal, the kind of man you could count on.

The teacher must’ve assumed Devon had taken her last name. The judge’s brows shot up when her gaze landed on Dixal, who awkwardly scratched his nape. “It’s Mr. Amorillo, actually,” the judge exclaimed. Dixal rose and shook her hand politely. “I’m flattered you still remember me, Ma’am.” “This is your fiancée?” the judge asked, eyes shifting to Flora Amor. “My wife,” Dixal said with quiet pride. “And that little boy up there—that’s our son.”

His face calm yet authoritative, he said, “She's here for the kids. Nothing else.” Alicia's eyes narrowed. “And you are?” “Her Husband,” Alex replied as he slid an arm around my waist. Alicia's smirk fell off her face when shock and anger took its place. “Husband?” she spat. “Since when does a rogue get to—” “That's enough,” Tyler cut in, voice like a whip-crack. But Alicia would not have that. She took another step closer to me. “You think you can just stroll in here and play house with my husband?”