Amanda Cerny Husband Novels & Stories

She had no idea that she was already a billionaire just like her husband. How wonderful could life get? Martin was now dating a girl whom he had met during Jonathan's wedding. Amanda Johnson, she's a lady who had accompanied his father who was a business associates with the Black Enterprises. She was an art student at City University of arts and was in her final year.

I winced when she swatted my arm, and I laughed. “My gosh! Don’t group me with them. I’m a sophisticated gossip. Besides, I’m just stating my observations. I haven’t heard anything from Ambrosia now that she’s living with her son-in-law. How about you? Was there anything strange when you saw Cuan again? Or maybe with Luan?” I paused and then sighed. “Cyrene, if only it were possible, right? He’s my daughter’s husband, and Luan just broke up with his fiancée. Come on, you’re making me sound like a cougar hungry for young men.”

“You’d rather blame the woman and not the man who’s been chasing a married woman for a very long time?” “Are you against me?” Amanda frowned. “I just don’t see why this bothers you so much unless you…” A hint of realization flashed in his eyes as he stared at her. “What now?” Amanda pressed dryly. “You’ve started catching feelings for Mr Damien Da Silva, haven’t you?” he stated. Amanda’s eyes widened briefly. “You think I...” She pointed at herself, and Hugo nodded. “What makes you think...” She shook her head, clearly unable to wrap her mind around what he had just said. “I just got out of a toxic marriage. Why would I, you know what? Get out of my office, Hugo!” She pointed at the exit wit

he said. "What are you sorry for?" With the same cold tone as before, Jessica asked her husband. "Are you sorry you broke my phone or broke my heart?" "..." This time, Noah didn't answer immediately, he even looked away from the woman. The room was enveloped in silence for a moment, but then Noah's deep voice came again, "His name is Tyler Edwards. He is my junior in college." It was a sudden introduction, and even though it seemed vague, Jessica could guess who her husband was talking about. "I know some of your good friends, but I've never heard of that name before," she answered.

" Then the two women lunged at Walter like wild animals, clawing and scratching at him. Walter was already in his sixties. There was no way he could withstand the assault. Fortunately, two male servants reacted quickly and managed to pull the women away from him. Only then did I notice the rounded bellies hidden beneath their oversized padded jackets. My mind went blank. My first thought was that my husband, Ryan Carter, had cheated on me. And somehow, he had picked not one, but two women like this. My hands trembled with rage as I pulled out my phone and dialed his number. "Ryan, you have ten minutes. Get your ass home. Now."

I kept my voice low. "No matter what you say, I'm the one he's legally married to. You'll always be the other woman, and your son will grow up without a father." She opened her mouth to fire back, but her phone rang. She turned the screen toward me. The caller ID read, "Hubby." Then she tapped it on speaker mode. Miles's voice came through, easy and familiar. "Hey, honey, are you home yet? Hector says he's hungry." Phoebe glanced at me, slow and deliberate, then spoke into the phone.

Yesterday I had been with Harl, nothing sexual, just talking and laughing and today, I woke up to this message. My husband ignored me for hours, and all that he could give me in return was a picture of him with another woman. My hands tightened around the phone as I stared at the picture that burned through me. How did we get to here? What happened to him keeping his actions hidden, letting me believe that I would have to see it? “Is anyone home?” Lennie’s voice echoed through the house as she walked into the room.

My disappointment was probably written all over my face, because he held me tight and said tenderly, “I’ll try not to go overseas as much after those kids settle in. Once I start staying at home more, I’m sure we’ll have our own baby soon. Believe me.” Staring at his familiar features, I remembered how he had hugged me just like this, promising me he would come back soon… right before his flight to Switzerland. He had come back, but his heart remained in the Alps. “Alright.” I forced a smile and watched him rush away. Since the New York administrative system did not contain any records of our marriage, that meant the marriage certificate we obtained in Vegas had no effect. That saved me the

“Alora, I know you’re angry and you have every right to be, but please don’t act based on your anger. Gael is just being stupid…” “I don’t care anymore.”I cut in. “I told you before that the moment he came back with another woman carrying his child, I had considered our marriage over. I had wanted to pretend to still be in this union with him because of the election but I can’t even pretend anymore.” “Alora, please, you of all people know that woman isn’t good for Gael.”Grandma pleaded. “Gael and Camila deserve each other.” I informed her. “What about the election? Even if we took down those videos, people are still talking about it, I was hoping you and Gael would make a public appearance,

Valerie said, "What about the minority of the people?" "Those people are not qualified to cooperate with me." Valerie was left speechless. Her husband was so shameless. Valerie sat up and moved to the bedside to divert her husband's attention. She wanted to stay away from her dangerous husband. "Darling, someone went to visit Dad today. His name was Ryan. Dad and Amelia didn't allow me to talk to him much. Do you know why?" "Ryan?" As expected, she managed to distract Kieran. Valerie nodded. "Amelia sent me away not long after he arrived. Who is this guy? I searched his profile this afternoon. He used to be an official and retired to become a lecturer. Is he related to our family?"