Annie Agar Husband Romane & Geschichten

A gasp escaped from her lips when she saw the names at the end of the agreement: Ariana Gray and Jayden Hunt, accompanied by those strong, powerful strokes that depicted her husband's handwriting and his powerful signature. 'It was real!'

The young-looking figure took a longer look at my stomach before saying goodbye. Looking back, was Angga after me from the start? Oh, why didn't I think of that? Angga is the heir to the foundations of many hospitals and drug distribution companies, right? I think I've heard of a case involving health insurance issues and drug distribution restrictions. When was that? Before we met? Why did that memory just enter my brain? In retrospect, Grandpa must have had a plan to allow the man who is now my husband to approach me. This isn't just a marriage, it's a business plan.

Ana bit her lower lip shaking her head. “But why? You don’t need to go back to Creed. I can see you’re afraid of him.” Ana sighed gulping down. " I can’t. He’s my. H-He’s my---” “He’s your what Ana?” “He’s my husband.” A gasp left Hazel’s lips as she stared at Ana with wide shocked eyes. “W-What? Your husband? But how?” Hazel was utterly shocked at the discovery.

I said, changing my position to be more comfortable on the sofa. "WHAT? His lover?" Agnes' tone was no longer steady. She jumped beside me, forcing me to meet her gaze. "You're his wife there, and he's with his lover too?" "Yup!" I replied calmly. "He is a lowly bastard, damn no feelings." "Why do you say that?" I frowned. "Did you forget? Mattia is your mate." "Then? Does he know about it? Not at all." Agnes was silent; now it was her turn to frown in confusion. I took a deep breath to make sure that Mattia was human. He didn't understand anything about mates yet, but my wolf and he had already mated.

I know from the very start when I accepted this agreement, it wouldn't be easy, it will take half of my life to be a fake partner and a trophy wife for my cold and arrogant husband. But like what Craig said inside the church earlier, I also do believe that God has His plan or plans for why He put me in this situation. I know it and I now put all my trust in Him.

she invited with her prettiest smile pasted on her face. “No.” He completely ignores her. Agnes sighed, “If you’re not coming, can I invite another person? It would be a waste of food design for two.” “Invite anybody you like. I don’t care less.” She winced at his dismissive attitude towards her. She walks away, trying very hard to keep her cool. She looks around and saw one of the stable workers tying a mare. He was one of the new hires employed by her husband. He was the same age as Chris Duvier worked for Walden’s. She reminds him of his husband, young and handsome with easy grace. She smiled at him and he smiled a boyish smile at her. “What is your name?”

"I don't know why you think that, Anita. Has someone been talking to you strangely?" "One fact I learned from Icha. The real Morgan died when he was still a child, right?" Anita said. Anwar took a deep breath. It seemed Anita was starting to suspect something now. But he didn't dare reveal everything, as Prawira might be angry with him later. "You already know everything from Icha," Anwar muttered. "Then, who is my real husband?" Anita asked again, feeling a little passionate. "I don't have the right to say everything," Anwar said.

I tried my best not to scream this so loudly but in a calm tone. "Oh really," she smirked as she raised her eyebrows at me. "You know what, it's never necessary that if he is your husband, who knows when he will leave you. I am Aancy Anderson, and my dad is the owner of a multimillion dollar company, but you're nothing and have nothing, and don't worry, soon Adrian will divorce you." She sneers These words are enough to boil my blood. Breathing heavily, I grabbed her by her neck and slammed her against the wall, making her whimper as she winced. I scratched her face with my nails and she scratched my arm so hard it bled.

"Aiden, you hurt me." "You hurt my heart so much, Agneta! Why? Why do you want to sleep with him, huh? While with me, you keep rejecting it!" Aiden screamed, making Agneta scared. "He's my husband, Aiden," mumbled Agnes. "Husband? You said he's your husband? He married you through coercion and threats! You said you hated him so much, but why now?" Aiden's eyes turned red sharply with emotion, and he held back the tears that only appeared in his eyes.

Your Husband, Maria Walker.