Carl Azuz Wife Novels & Stories

At least I can rest . She sighed again and turned her attention to her husband as he keep laughing as he typed. She hissed loudly and walked to the bedroom and he didn’t even noticed Who is this lady... Why is Aziza not saying anything ... Could it be that she does not want to get involved ? Does he do like this too in her house? How could a woman be this calm when her husband is like this? She sighed deeply as she grabbed her phone and log on to W******p and decided to chat the woman who had been the reason why her husband had totally ignore her.

I ran to him and he looked at me all sad . "Perelli?" "Massa. I'm so sorry I knew she was up to something but we didn't know her target was your girlfriend." I took a deep breath and looked at Carl seriously. " Carl Cleo is my wife and you are telling me that your sister is responsible for what's going on ?" " Yes . " " Where is Cleo ? " " She's been air lifted to hospital with Marc . Marc was awake when they took them both ..." " And Cleo? "

“That’s impossible. Carlie isn’t like that. Besides, how could she possibly have beaten you in a drag race?” Zachary raised his brow. “I used to think that it was impossible too, but she won and she became my wife, just like she wanted.” “What…” Zenios was close to a breakdown. Zachary started his engine and drove away. “Uncle, wait up! Uncle…” Zenios watched as Zachary drove further and further away. He raised his voice and said, “Uncle, remember this—Carlie is the only woman I’ve ever loved. As long as there’s hope that I could be with her, I’ll never give up.”

Carl responded to him, while watching Kim make calls I have a wedding to stop ASAP,” Carl declared

As she was in this mood, she heard the young man chuckled. Azariah knows how to make a lady feel comfortable, but since Lucy__ his first and loving wife had died__ he decided to live a lie. He thinks he can be a guru not to need a lady beside him, and that was true, all the other ladies in his life were the least attractive, he didn't like them, they didn't like him too, or if they did, then he would not know. There is possibly no way that he will know all these things happened, it will just be as strange as anything that he has seen in his life.

“Goodness, the patient is in bad condition. He’s hurt in many places and needs surgery, stat! Where’s his next of kin? We need his next of kin to sign for consent!” The passerby held up my phone and called one of the speed dial numbers. “Hello, are you Mr. Schultz’s wife? Your husband is in terrible condition, and the hospital needs you to sign for surgical consent. You need to get over here quickly!” Florence was annoyed by this. “How can you be so shameless, Tyson? Are you trying to pull one over on me by pretending to be hurt? I’m on vacation with Isaiah right now. I don’t have the time for your little tricks!”

I quickly toweled off and rushed to the phone, hoping it was a message from my assistant. I felt a rush of relief when I saw that the message was from my PA, but that relief quickly turned to dread when I saw the words on the screen. “I'm sorry,” I read, “Franco is married, and his wife has not been on social media because she hates attention. I have a picture of their wedding certificate. I'm not sure what to make of it, but I hope you're okay.” I let out a long sigh, the weight of the mystery crushing me. I didn't know what to do next, I just wanted to put the whole thing behind me. But as I stood there my mind racing, I knew that wasn't going to be possible.

My presence at the sip-and-see event sucked the life out of the party. My indifferent gaze fell on Krystal Markham. “Krystal, care to explain about today?” Krystal and I were a success story, the high school sweethearts who made it all the way to the altar. However, over the last two years, I felt her slipping further and further away. I brushed it off as the spark simply fading over time. Never in a million years did I expect her to cheat on me and have children with another man through surrogacy

During this period, Georgia called me countless times. At first, it was all insults. She called me ruthless and accused me of abandoning her to survive on her own. Later, it turned into begging. She cried and pleaded with me to help her family for the sake of our eight-year marriage. “Simon, I was wrong. I was really wrong. I shouldn’t have gotten involved with Fernando. I shouldn’t have listened to his nonsense. I’ve always loved you! “Simon, if you’re willing to invest in our company again, I’ll do anything for you! I’ll even beg on my knees!”