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And now, her husband wanted her to cross the one line she had vowed never to break. Emelia curled tighter into the armchair, her body trembling. She thought of her wedding day, of the Reverend’s booming voice as he declared their vows. She thought of the accident that had brought her into this family, and of the man who had rescued her from the ruins of her old life. Now he was asking her to ruin herself in return.

Windy A lot of things had happened during the early days of our marriage. At first, I still wasn't quite used to it because I was now using his last name as my own. Whenever someone called me “Mrs.,” I would often fail to realize they were talking to me. That was just one example, but during these three months of marriage, everything had been going well. Our daily lives hadn't changed much. Right now, I was looking at the large wedding photo displayed in the living room. It wasn't just a picture of Tucker and me—Weston was in it too.

Brandon's management team, the bodyguards, and that arrogant property manager were all instantly pinned to the ground, crying and wailing. Cassie watched the dark gun barrels aimed at her and finally broke down completely. She screamed at me hysterically, "Arthur! You can't do this to me! I'm your wife! I was wrong! I was really wrong! Make them let me go! Please! Don't you love me? You've sacrificed so much for me. You can't be this heartless!" However, the only response she got was the soldiers coldly pulling her arms behind her back and binding them tightly with restraints. Her precious designer dress was pulled out of shape. Her carefully styled hair hung in disheveled tangles, making he

"Nobody's forcing you to work. You don't have to." Piper always took her mother's side, and this time was no different. "Yeah, Dad. What else can you even do besides sit around the house? Just listen to Mom." Nobody remembered that it was Renee who talked me into being a stay-at-home husband. Nobody knew I'd given it all up so she could chase her dreams. Nobody saw any of what I'd done. I stared at the two of them, frozen, and something inside me finally snapped. "Enough. What I do with my life is none of your concern."

"Of course not!" I sat down. It was almost funny, attending my own wife's wedding and whatnot. I started looking around. Before long, the older woman beside me struck up a conversation. "Those two look perfect together, don't they? It wasn't easy for them to get married." I gritted my teeth, but the bitterness still came. "What made it hard?"

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And better now than he did five years ago. She pulled her laptop onto her thighs and opened it. She didn’t hesitate…just typed in his name. Alexander Reed wife The screen lit up with results instantly. She clicked the first article that wasn’t from some shady blog and waited for it to load. There it was. A picture of Alexander and his wife on their wedding day. It was from just a month ago. June zoomed in. Ava. The wife. She was… cute. Pretty, even. Petite. The kind of woman who always looked kind no matter what expression she wore. Her eyes were wide, soft brown. Hair pulled back neatly, probably without effort. She wore a simple white dress. Minimal makeup. No drama.

She had never touched a camera in her life, and the phone she owned had such poor camera quality that she never took pictures with it! "My wife could not sit back knowing that my reputation was being attacked by some sneaky person. She noticed that whoever this person was, they were trying to suggest to the world that I am a shady man who isn't loyal in relationships. Yet that isn't true. I am married, I will remain loyal to my wife, and I love my wife."

“Why have I never heard about it? He’s kept it really low-key.” “His wife is from Australia, owns a farm with thousands of dairy cows, and she’s eleven years older than Fame.” Sophie showed me a picture on her tablet. “This is his wife.”

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