Novel & Cerita Avatar Toph Husband

His grip is firm on my hand but his hand is soft over my waist. " Won't your girlfriend mind that... " He cuts me off immediately. " She's not my girlfriend." There's an edge in his tone. I slightly nod my head. Arturo is in a black suit, looking handsome with his blue eyes. I didn't notice before, he's also six feet tall like my husband. " You're the opposite of him." He says. He's talking about my husband. He's moving on his feet slowly with me. " We're, " I admit, " He's the best. I can get. " I glance at my husband. I shiver. I swear Arturo felt it. My husband's gaze is menacing on Arturo.

His wife didn’t have to be from a billionaire family, but middle to upper class for a few generations at least. Ava Bartholomew would have been perfect. She loved to have fun and she wasn’t a pain in the ass. But Derek had slept with her mother and got caught which screwed everything up. Ava’s mother, Whitney Bartholomew, was too old for him to make her his wife and she couldn’t be trusted as far as you could throw her. Selena Hudson would have been the perfect candidate as well when he met her a few years ago, but she was head over heels in love with Christopher Hudson. They are happily married now with a toddler and a newborn.

her response cut Atlas off. “What is the secret? Just tell me, and I will create proof,” Atlas demanded. “Olivia and Alden aren't really married. Everything is just fake. Her real husband is dead,” Layla explained with a pale facial expression. She felt horrible, but she had to do this if she wanted to live. Not as if she ever cared about Olivia's safety. “Who was her husband?” Atlas's question made her snap out of her thoughts. “Brandon Jaden, an ordinary man from no background,” she replied calmly.

As I looked down at the scenery, I excitedly pulled out my phone and started a Live video for my followers. “Hey loves!” I smiled into the camera. “Ava Hargrave here. Headed to a mystery honeymoon destination with the man of the hour…” I angled the camera slightly to show Nathaniel, who was sipping wine like a Mafia villain. “Wave, husband.” He glanced at the camera, then at me. “I charge for appearances.” I winked. “I pay in attitude.” The comments exploded. “They’re such a vibe!” “Nathaniel is secretly obsessed with her.”

"Yeah, I am. So what? Why did you have to love him and not me? He was my older brother; why couldn't he give you up? And he still had the nerve to ask me to leave you. How dare he!" He smirked, the darkness in his eyes flaring. "But he's gone now. You're my wife, and you're carrying my child. Nothing can change that!" I'd suspected this awful truth for so long, but hearing it finally confirmed still hit like a bolt of lightning. My husband of all these years… had murdered the man I loved. And I was pregnant with my lover's killer's child. Revulsion boiled inside me, a loathing so deep I even felt it toward the life growing within me. How could I be so blind, so disgusting, to bring this man'

If the views hit 100 thousand, I'd cut another 14 grand. The realtor's eyes lit up, and they started a video on the spot. "This is the love nest a cheating husband and his mistress built. The wife is willing to take a massive loss and dump it cheaply!" The video went viral immediately. When Nate saw it, he called me and yelled into the phone. "Wendy, do you really have to do this?!" I laughed. "What's wrong? Wasn't I right? Trash deserves to be called out!"

His face remained calm. He had known for twenty-four hours that Chloe Henderson was out of the cell. He knew that as long as Chloe was free under a stolen name, she was a loose cannon. He had spent the entire day in emergency closed-door meetings with Logan, private investigators, and corporate intelligence firms, trying to trace whose identity Chloe had stolen and how she managed to fool the Whales family. Yet he looked at his wife now, and he said nothing. "Nothing out of the ordinary, Evie," Arthur said smoothly, taking another step toward her and reaching out his hand to touch her shoulder gently.

The performance was even more convincing than that of a real loving husband. Shortly after that, Ophelia entered arm in arm with Cody. Standing together, they looked like the perfect couple. They drew everyone's attention. Someone said jokingly, "Professor Hill dotes on his wife so much that he even built another version of himself to keep her best friend company. Naomi is one lucky woman." Another coworker studied the two identical-looking men for a long moment before rubbing his chin thoughtfully. "Honestly speaking, doesn't the one with Ophelia seem more like the real Professor Hill than the one with Naomi?"

A faint smile rose upon his lips as I shielded myself from Veles's prying eyes. "Wife, you call me. Do you really see yourself fit to call my husband? My soulmate? When you have done nothing but caused me pain!" I snarled, backing away. My sepia orbs settled on his bright ones, his gaze wild, he suddenly looked every inch of monster who did not ponder twice before masticating my whole family, he represented a warrior, a beast. "Watch your mouth, butterfly. I may not be kind enough to listen to your words," he took a threatening step towards my direction. "But I can assure you how much of a husband I can be."

I was surprised, it was not familiar to me. "Who is that?" I whispered to myself. Out of curiosity I opened the message. My mouth dropped, my hand trembled when I saw a photo. "N-No. It's not true..." My lips trembled and I sat on the edge of the bed still looking at the photo. It shows my husband with another woman, who is holding a baby, standing together. Both of them are beaming with sincere joy. My chest drops, until the anger starts to build. I can't believe what I am seeing. I don't want to think that he's having an affair. I am convincing myself that it is not true. It simply isn't. This does not mean that he is cheating. He loves me, I know that Lucas loves me.