Ashley Paulson Husband Novels & Stories

After hanging up, I turned to Ashley, who was still shrieking. "What did you say your husband's name was?" I asked. "Trevor Brooks from Northstar Capital?" Thinking I was afraid, Ashley lifted her chin triumphantly, carelessly brandishing the shard of glass right in front of my face. "What? Regretting your choices now? Let me tell you something. My husband has connections in Jevron that a low-life peasant like you couldn't even dream of! If you beg for my forgiveness right now, I might actually consider letting you off the hook."

There was a silly grin on her face while looking at Kate. “Who are you, girl?” Kate frowned and cocked up a curious brow with attitude. Before I could say anything, Pashley spoke, “Hi! I am Ashley.” She giggled and squeezed her eyes, “I Am Justin’s Wife! Ha-ha.” By now my insides were twisting and churning. I tried to hit my foot on hers, but she seemed to ignore it. Her next statement made all of us go freeze, “By the way. We are about to consummate our marriage after two days.”

Christopher sneered. “You deserve that after laughing at me”. Ashley rolled her eyes and pretended to ignore him by grading the assignments that arrived without excuses. Christopher watched her for three seconds max before he burst again. “But really, how is your husband?”, he asked curiously. Ashley knew he was dying to hear news about how he was secretly a good guy underneath or something, all her friends being hopeless romantics really wasn’t a good decision on her part. “He’s being a pain in my ass”, she facepalmed, pushing away her laptop completely. She would only be lying to herself if she pretended she was going to have any work done at this rate.

I commented. “Of course! I can’t afford to miss any updates about my husband,” he replied with a grin. “You’re unbelievable,” I said, shaking my head. “It’s fine! His wife doesn’t know about me. She’s so lucky though. Have you heard the rumor that Asher’s actually working here undercover?” I froze for a moment. “M-Maybe you’re the wife. Just admit it already,” I teased. “You caught me! I am the wife of Mr. Asher Calix Windermere. I bet his wife gets to enjoy his... oh my god, baseball bat every night!”

Betty to not come for work as he doesn’t want anyone who could be the possible victim in Luan’s revenge. “Yeah, I liked this place when we first came to see it,” Ashley replied. “Oh,” he nodded. “Are you married?” she asked. “Yes. I have a daughter,” he answered sipping the coffee. “Wow, I didn’t see your wife in any get-together,” she said. “She came to Dylan’s marriage but you didn’t see her I think,” he answered. “You should bring her here sometime,” Ashley said. “Sure, after all this over,” he answered.

I moved closer to Lucas so we could both go through it together, and the room soon turned pin-drop silent as we read through it. As we went through the papers, looking at each in surprise at every new piece of information we were getting, every discovery seemed bigger than the last. As soon as we were finally done reading, I sat back down facing Lucas once again, and we remained in silence for a short while. “So from the source that we have, this man that Ashley claimed to be her husband is not even married to her. So what exactly is the relationship they share?” I started, looking over at Lucas as I spoke.

I'm sorry, I should have warned," I replied feeling embarrassed. At that time I thought it was a good idea to surprise him, but sometimes I forgot that he was not just a lawyer, but a businessman, with his occupations. I got up from the couch, sneaking a glance at the man three steps from him. He was quite tall and stocky. Blue eyes like seeing the Caribbean Sea... vibrant. He was not in a suit, but more casual, so I assumed that he was not a lawyer. “Actually, I think you've come at the right time, Chels. This is Ashton, Allyson's husband,” she mentioned, pointing to the brunette. " That Allyson ? " I asked like a fool, you know, just to be sure. I felt weird, like I couldn't quite put toge

"Of course it has something to do with me because you're my first business partner ever since I came here to expand my business. If you die,how will I make my profit?" Asher fixed his eyes on her. He appeared calm but there are unknown expression in his eyes. He suddenly smiled and said, "By the way, I saw in the news that you and President Coke are husband and wife. Is it true?" "This things don't seem to have anything to do with our cooperation does it? Hailey changed the subject, "Mr Lorenzo, why don't you tell me the reason you've been drinking in the bar these days? It's easy to make people understand that you don't want to cooperate with For You jewelry anymore"

"What?" Ashley took another step forward, eyes wild. "Colton. Did you tell him?" I stared at her. It took me a second, but then it clicked. The secret. Her secret. Days ago, she had come to me, uninvited, and confessed that she was sleeping with Samson. Colton’s older brother. Laia’s husband. Her sister's partner. Her niece or nephew's father. She was a fucking backstabber. I hadn’t asked for the information. I hadn’t even wanted to hear it. But Ashley had poured it all out, acting as though I were suddenly the keeper of her sins. As though she was a victim too.

My mouth went dry as I stared at him, the man I thought I knew. “Are you... are you the same Grayson? My friend, the one I trusted the most? How can you…” He cut me off icily, his voice ringing with a finality that made my stomach drop. “I am your husband, Ashley. Not a friend.” Husband? His words echoed in my ears like a thunderclap, ringing ominous bells in my mind. Before I could even breathe, Grayson’s hand shot out, clamping my shoulders firmly. “Stop using that word!” He growled furiously. “Friend! I am sick and tired of hearing it from you.”