Bailee Madison Husband Novels & Stories

I would only be satisfied when she felt the same pain I once did. Just then, a sleepy voice cut through the tension. "Who's making all that noise first thing in the morning?" Grace appeared beside me, wearing loose pajamas. Only then did I realize that she was taller than Madison. She wrapped one arm around my waist like it was second nature, then looked Madison up and down. "You really came all the way to my house to find him?" Madison swallowed hard but stood her ground. "Don't get cocky. I'm the one Mr. Vaughn personally approved as Caleb's future wife."

“It was a mistake, and I regret it deeply. But now I need to take responsibility for the child.” “And what about me?” I asked, my voice trembling. “What about our marriage?”Ryan looked pained. “Iris, I care about you deeply. I made a terrible mistake, but I want to make things right. I’ll support Bella and the baby, but I don’t want to lose you.” His words were a jumbled mess in my mind. Could I really trust him? Could I forgive him?Before I could respond, Skylar’s phone rang, and she stepped out to take the call. The room fell into an awkward silence.

There were only a few days left before his wedding, and every day some new f**ked up things are happening to him. Don’t people say that a wedding is a blessing then why he was having so many obstacles to get that blessing? Perhaps because of the people who were against this marriage, especially the bride herself. “Last night, an international number was tracked to Miss Bailey’s phone,” Bradley informed with a straight face. “From where?” Henry questioned. “Spain…” Bradley informed and Henry’s face turned ashen from his revelation. “Jacob Adams…” He gritted his teeth in anger, “How long?” He gave Bradley a vicious look.

He was one never to leave without it. “Michael?” I called again, moving up the stairs to our room. My footsteps faltered as I heard sounds coming from the master bedroom. My heart pounded as unfamiliar giggles echoed through the door. “Michael?” I called out weakly, pushing open the door. The scene before me made my blood run cold. Michael, my husband of five years, was entwined with Maria, his receptionist, on our marital bed. The same bed where he’d talked about all the kids we’d have.

It was Madison. He pulled her closer and I felt my world revolving in front of my very eyes. In a painfully slow motion, he turned around. The steely grey eyes. The cold-expressionless face. The perfectly sculptured features. The hard posture. The aura of superiority. The Power. Damien Knight Castillo... “ I officially announce that my daughter Madison is married to Damien Knight Castillo. ” Jonas Lincoln was speaking, his words making my head dizzy. This could not be true!

Lily’s voice softened, “I know you love your parents, but are you sure about this? What if he remembers? Wouldn’t that be disastrous?” Before she could give her respond, the door burst open, and her mother swept in, her face all happy and excited for the big day. “Carmela, what are you doing just sitting there? The guests are already waiting and Damion is already at the altar! You can’t keep him waiting, can you?” “I’m coming mom!” Carmela hastily ended the call, shoving her phone into her purse. Her mother smiled at her, her eyes misting with emotion. “You look beautiful, sweetheart. Today is the start of a new chapter for all of us.”

"Madison, it's not like that—" Before Felix could explain, Madison tore the paper into pieces. "You two want to date? Well, I won’t let you!" After tearing up the address, Madison shouted at Felix, "Go back to the private room now!" "You misunderstood, Madison. I’m just talking business with Miss Caitlin—" "I don’t care! Go back now!" Madison pushed him back to the room and then turned to face Caitlin. "What's going on? If your husband can't do it, you have to try to hook someone else’s? Caitlin, don’t you have any shame?"

Abigail would be completely devastated, and I didn't even want to think about how much it would affect her, considering how passionately she loved her husband. The images being circulated showed Bailey alongside a young and very beautiful woman, enjoying the sunset on a beach in the Maldives. According to the report, the photo had been taken just a few hours earlier, and up to that moment, Bailey was still unaware of the accident. How was this possible? It was something I couldn't comprehend. However, when I saw that there was a missed call on my phone, and the number displayed was Bailey's, I was certain that the reports were not lying.

Yep, I sure as hell do. Alright, this ends right now. Maddison I am your husband now. I believe I am entitled to know about what happened between the two of you before you both married each other. Your right you do have the right to know because we shouldn’t keep secrets from each other right? What is that supposed to mean? It means that I know that you have been keeping a secret from me too. Tell me, what secret do you think I am keeping from you. You don’t think I know about the phone call you made to some woman named Susan. Laughing and having a wonderful phone conversation. Oh, for heaven’s sake, Maddison. Susan happens to be The Travel Agent I spoke to about booking the honeymoon in Par

Maddy had always been this way—selfless, determined, and stubborn when it came to caring for others. "By the way, where’s Bailey?" she asked after a moment. "I called her for lunch, but she didn’t respond." "Oh! I think she was rushing out. She went with her fiancé, Collins, to check out the wedding venue. You know the date is getting close, so they’re working on the details," I explained. "Ah, that's right! I'm so happy for her. I will surely miss her when she moves out of this house. This place would have been hell without you and Bailey," Mrs. Maddy said with a wistful smile.