Benjamin Wadsworth Wife Novels & Stories

While Horace Hawthorne still called the shots, their family business was largely managed by Benjamin, with only certain projects and decisions needing Horace’s approval. Otherwise, Benjamin Hawthorne lived a rather low-profile life, unlike his wife. He preferred to stay out of the limelight. "I was thinking she might make use of this," Amelia said. "I won’t be surprised if she used that conversation you had with her to spin a tale in her favor. There were too many reporters present at our wedding― the story of what happened is probably already making rounds on the internet right now."

I replied with a smile, Listening to the Commentators announcement. “Oh my goodness! I am Jane Wilson.”. The woman introduced her self, putting her hand forward for an handshake That was it that hit me. She is the woman who interviewed Gideon yesterday. “Oh it is nice to meet you.” i turned fully, taking her hand. “This is my husband, Ben,” Jane introduced her husband. “Hello Ben” Ben smiled, “Nice to meet you.” He said, I turned to Jane who was still smiling. “I have wanted to meet you, I even followed you on I*******m.” Jane said,

And now, her husband wanted her to cross the one line she had vowed never to break. Emelia curled tighter into the armchair, her body trembling. She thought of her wedding day, of the Reverend’s booming voice as he declared their vows. She thought of the accident that had brought her into this family, and of the man who had rescued her from the ruins of her old life. Now he was asking her to ruin herself in return.

She no longer looked like Meredith Glenn, she looked like Brayden Maxwell’s wife. Ben gulped and regained his composure and greeted them. “Good morning, Mr. and Mrs. Maxwell.” “Call me Meredith, Ben.” She told him with a smile as she swiped her ID card. She didn’t want things to be weirder than they already were. “Good morning.” “Good morning, Ben.” Brayden said also with a smile and followed his wife over to the elevator.

"Is this Isabelle Carter?" "Yes." A pause followed, just long enough for dread to settle in her stomach. "My name is Sophia Reed. I think we need to talk about your husband." Isabelle's grip tightened on the phone. The name echoed in her mind, unfamiliar yet somehow inevitable. This was the woman Adrian had never mentioned, the woman Vanessa had circled without naming. Yet here she was, speaking as if she had every right to intrude on Isabelle's life. "I'm sorry," Isabelle said slowly, "but I don't know you."

His phone was trembling slightly in his hands as he scrolled through the article that now dominated several gossip sites and blogs. “The Dirty Past of the Benjamin Daughter-in-Law.” “She basically cannot be without a man.” “Dumped one man a month before their wedding, then switched over to marry rich.” “The man she dumped? works under her new husband.” Beneath the headline was a slightly blurred but clearly recognizable photo of him and Madison in a warm, intimate hug. The angle, the closeness,it said everything without needing to be sharp. William’s face was pale. His breathing was uneven. This wasn’t just a hit on Madison. This was warfare.

Neola ushered Elle inside the convertible and drove off in a haste. I was about to call for Joe and ask him about this when the female news reporter speak, 'As you can see, we had just witness Mrs. Elleana Cassidy West, wife of the famous businessman and owner of Greene-West Industries, Mr. Gabriel Hugo West, shopping with her husband's sister, Neola Dana West for baby's clothes. We did not hear about Mrs. West for a while and it seems that she’s been keeping us out of the box! Who would know that in a few months there will be a newborn billionaire for one of the greatest corporation of this decade?'

This picture was probably taken months before she came to Mexico. "Well, do you know where she lives? I need to find her." "Nobody knows where she is right now. She just up and quit one day and never came back. Then, I had thought she'd had enough of Eva's bullying. The woman was brutal and had a mean way of making you quit." "Eva. That's your boss's wife?" "Yes, Eva Railings finally married Jonathan Railings because it couldn't be helped. Everyone knew the man didn't have feelings for her. Their marriage was more like a business contract. You know how rich people are." Laura replied.

His expression contorted in pain. Benjamin's wife whacked him across the face because he had a mistress. And his wife was Victoria, who had been the talk of the town recently. That would definitely make an eye-catching headline! How they wished they could snap photos of him! But they dared not do so. Even if they did, they wouldn't be able to publish it and might risk losing their jobs. Benjamin's head was spinning. He touched his nose. When he saw the blood on his hand, he glared at Victoria spitefully. "Victoria Jameson, you—"

However, due to the recent scandal, the wife had been left gravely heartbroken, and the couple had jointly decided to announce their union. Elise's eyes scanned the document, nodding in satisfaction. Whoever wrote this had done a great job – it was so convincing that even she began to believe the lies. She flipped the page, and a picture caught her eye. It was a wedding photograph. The 'bride's' face was hidden beneath a veil, obscuring her identity, though the woman in the picture bore a striking resemblance to her. Alongside the photograph was an image of a wedding certificate, each timestamped five years ago.