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How dare you claim this car is yours, you penniless loser? Since I needed to take back the drug, I had no choice but to rush over to Melissa's wedding venue. There, I saw that the man embracing her in the poster was none other than Samuel Fuller, the husband I had been married to for the past three years. At first, I thought something was wrong with my eyesight. Why else would I be seeing my husband on a wedding poster with another woman? However, in the next second, I spotted Melissa walking onto the stage with a bouquet in hand. She spoke proudly to the guests. "Everyone, welcome to my wedding with Samuel Fuller, the wealthiest man in the country!"

"But then you called__." "Oh, that one. Well, Nathan and I are still friends, and besides, he's not the only one I invited. I called all of them, Henry, Johnny, and even Archie with his fiancée'. You're so funny. Now I understand why Nathan loves you so much. He met someone who could understand his moods." Anne was fond and polite talking with her. "Darling." Anne's husband approached their table. "Kimberly, this is my husband, Paul."

Jeffery adds, wrinkling his nose in irritation. "Wait, how did you find me?” I ask, struggling to stand up on my feet. Anthonio stretched out his hand. “Here.” I mutter a ‘thank you’ under my breath and take his hand to support myself as I settle on the couch. “You look haggard. What really happened? I heard Avery took the kids and left.”Anthonio asks, ignoring my question about how they found me. Tsk,how typical. “And Anita has been worried the entire time because she can't reach your wife! She found out you cheated on her, right?”

The message came with an attached image and he opened it. It was a screenshot of a post made by the biggest gossip column in Los Angeles. The headline read, It seems congratulations are in order for hotshot CEO Reynolds Bennet and his wife, news of an impending pregnancy had been unraveled by a legitimate source. We believe he has healed and moved on from the scandal with his ex, Ann Toliver who is now in jail for an attempted murder on his now expectant wife, Amy Bennet. He winced inwardly when he got to the part of Ann's scandal, he did not like being reminded of her treacherous betrayal which sent him into a very dark place for a long time.

I said calmly, “Rather than adopting a furbaby, why don’t we get a divorce? Then you can have an actual baby with her.” … My husband, the award-winning actor Jonas Yves, held a grand confession ceremony for another woman. He publicly declared their relationship on the Internet, making headlines and moving hearts. As for me, his wife of eight years, I could only watch the raucous interview from the side like an outsider. The journalists on the scene were in an uproar. The fans in the front row were celebrating. The next second, Jonas put a matching ring on her finger. Under the spotlight, they looked like a perfect couple.

Since when was his wife someone else's wife, it was only a year that his Gemma was married to someone else and pretended not to know him. The more Jethro thought about it, the more angry he became that he wanted to kill someone, he didn't care how curious the people at today's party were about their relationship. “Are you mistaken, Harvey, the woman you're hugging is my wife, Gemma Robert. Let her go." Jethro said the fire in his eyes could not be hidden. Harvey laughed softly at Jethro's blunt words, he knew Jethro was angry.

He looked genuinely surprised. "Hello everyone, I'm Annette Taylor, Nathan Taylor's wife. You might be wondering what's happening right now. Well let me brief you. I flew all the way from America to confront my cheating husband who had the audacity to bring the woman he's cheating on me with to this event. He told me he was going on a business trip." I said and the crowd gasped. "Now, I didn't want to make a scene or ruin the party but when I saw that he carried her up on this stage, well I had to step in."

I told him, and I watched in satisfaction as he tried to figure out what I was talking about. “Who is that?” He asked with a frown. “The man you were talking to earlier. My husband and the CEO of Axis,” I said smugly. Oh, how satisfying it was to watch the colour drain from his awful place. “Husband? You are married? How? When?” he stuttered, and he was about to grip me, but I stepped back, so his hands dropped limply to the side. “Yes. My dad, your brother, arranged the marriage and gave Atticus full management control of the company” I should deny how it felt good to brag with his name, but I wouldn’t give him that satisfaction.

His warmth lingered in my chest. “My wife has been trying to get the two of you together for years,” he said with a knowing tilt of his head. “Figured the daughter I always wanted would be enough of a clue, but this whole trip was more or less a set-up on Annette’s part to get you two to reconnect.” My jaw dropped. Before I could stammer out a reply, Anton pulled me in for another hug. “That’s up to the two of you,” he soothed, his voice low as the crowd’s beat thumped on. Then he guided me out of the crowded club, leaving my thoughts pounding louder than the music.

Something in his tone, steady and warm, made the tightness in my chest ease just a little. I gave a small nod. “Are you ready?” He asked I nodded again. “Good, what has your marriage with Mr Smith been like?” He asked. I raised an eyebrow, “What does my marriage have to do with anything?” “Are you happy?” He asked, voice low but intense. I swallowed hard. “My marriage is perfect,” I snapped. “If you say so,” he sighed. “Is there someone you think could be targeting the Smith family?” I nodded, “None that I can think of,”