Annette Harvey Husband Novels & Stories

“You and your wife live there. How can I be in your home? It feels like… cheating.” I stared at her, surprised. “Cheating on who?” I asked. “Your wife,” she said, her voice small but clear. I do not even think Anette would be a problem. She was leaving for Greece for a few days. She had liked a property there, and she wanted to check it out. But I did not tell Scarlet about it as I did not wish to give her more reasons not to choose my place.

“Let her go.” Harvey stared at Norton and spoke in a cold tone. Norton sized up Harvey for a moment before smiling. “So, this is Mandy’s live-in husband, Harvey York?” “Yes! That’s him! He’s the one who’s been ruining the Yates family’s good plans!” “A mere live-in son-in-law like him actually thought highly of himself!” “Mr. Norton, I suggest you seize this married couple and discipline both of them together. Let them know the power of Yates from America!”

“Well… since everyone saw it, I won’t hide it. That person… is indeed my husband…” “OMG! It’s really Dr. Harper’s husband!” “My goodness! I ship this couple so hard!” “Oh my god, senior’s husband is max boyfriend material!! Ship it!” Harper was speechless. “Uh… my husband isn’t from the medical field, so please keep this low-profile,” Harper said, bracing herself. “When he’s free, I’ll formally introduce him to everyone, okay?” “Ahhh!” “Don’t worry! We won’t gossip about anything!”

“We’re divorced. Stop harassing me.” Marco’s voice shook. “Aurora, I know you’re still angry at me. But that night, I swear I didn’t know the person they brought to me was you. Lina lied to me. She wanted to tear us apart. If you hate me because of that, she’s won!” His explanation made me laugh outright. “Hasn’t she succeeded? She married you. You two held a wedding in America.” Marco looked stunned, like he still believed I had no idea. “W-When did you find out?”

“Perfect.” Antonette affirmed with a huge smile crept on her face. She was ogling at the paper she's holding, a work-related stuff she teamed-up with Emerald. Emerald nervously spoke. “Do you think Jude—I mean Mr. Sanders would be pleased about it?” “Of course!” Antonette leaned forward. “If he finds out it was his wife's idea, he will be glad,” she then winked at her. A soft, low chuckle comes out her lips. Good thing. No one has heard them talking about marriage stuff, otherwise, she'll get doomed. The silly thought passed through her mind, there's no way Jude would be glad about something that has traces of her.

Claire sighed softly, “Nancy...” “Don’t tell me you’re going to turn down my idea,” Nancy squinted her eyes. “I’m just trying to make this situation a little better. We used to have fun at Christmas in Toronto, didn’t we? Why don’t we try doing the same here?” “I’m not saying I’m turning down your idea,” Claire smiled briefly. “So?” Nancy raised an eyebrow. “I just wanted to say that… he’s not my ex-husband.” “Oh God,” Nancy covered her mouth and looked at her in disbelief. “He’s your husband,” she murmured softly.

All clapped on that excitedly as I was holding Ryan by the arm and we both were listening to uncle Rob. "My son, Ryan Anderson worked really hard on this project and he proved himself that he is worthy to be called an Anderson. I'm proud of you son." Uncle raised his glass of Martini at Ryan's direction and Ryan nodded at him with a small smile. "I have another another important thing to announce. In this function a very close person of mine is present. She is the beautiful Pearl Bennett." He gestured his hand towards me. "Altos and I both decided to name this company on her name as she is not only like a daughter to me but also the future wife of my son." He gave an award winning smile to a

“This is my wife, “ Conor wraps a hand around my waist. I want to crawl out of my skin. He’s never done this before, what is this display of affection he is showing right now… The model flashes a pretty smile, which reveals a set of perfect white teeth. “How nice to meet you, “ she outstretches her hand in my direction. Perfect nails. “I am Anastasia. “ I accept her hand and return the smile. “Violet, very nice to meet you. “ “A wife?” Dominic asks and Conor’s hand closes around me, pulling me a bit too tightly. “Yes, Dominic, “ he says, “my wife. “ Then Connor tells him, “I don’t know if you remember her. “ I shift nervously and steal a glance in Domnic’s direction. He shakes his head. “I…

His name trending—not for a deal closed or a partnership secured, but for the scandal unraveling in public view. He scrolled absently, each buzz a reminder of the fallout. Of what he’d built—then burned. And still… Not one message from the only two people who had once made all of it mean something. Articles spreading like wildfire. Tweets, Reddit threads, F******k reels—all speculating about the marketing tycoon with two wives. With two lives. One post showed a photo of Andrea and Celina, side by side, their faces juxtaposed under the title: Which One Is the Real Mrs. Reyes?