Carl Azuz Wife Novels & Stories

She is my guardian angel. "Okay, girl, you are getting me more confused right now; what's up?" I asked as I came down from my car after my driver had pulled over in the parking lot. "Our internet couples are as fake as their wealth except that of the wife," she shrugged. "Karl Rodrigo has a wife in one of the remote Philippine villages where he has been married to her for the past fifteen years, and they have two beautiful kids together," my mouth was left wide open in shock as I listened to her.

When we reach the yacht, he extends a hand to us to jump aboard. “I'm not going to keep you in suspense any longer, Aziel. We saw Loraine”, I let him know. His eyes widen, he stops breathing. Kenjal runs ahead and slaps him lightly on the back. “Breathe, man. Take a deep breath," he yells at him. Slowly Aziel’s face turns to normal. "True? Did she recognize you, have you talked to her?” Aziel asks breathlessly. I pull out my mobile and show him the photos Kenjal has shot. Tears well up in his eyes as he looks at the woman. “She's blonde. My wife is now blonde. But that's not a bad thing, everything is gorgeous with her," he says softly caressing the picture.

“Why are you surprised? Didn’t you know that your boss and I, apart from ‘excellent friends’, are also brothers-in-law?” Honestly, he could not believe that Carlos had not told Sara about his relationship with Jazmin … although, on the other hand, he felt some relief to think that the chestnut was not as involved with the ogre of her boss, as his sister suspected since if so, she would be aware even of their past lives. Come on, it wasn’t classified information either! A couple of questions were enough to know the whole story. If Sara didn't know, it was because she clearly wasn't interested. “Anyway, beautiful … she is Jazmin, my sister and Carlos's wife.” He said pointing to the one mentio

He slowly opened the drawer and pulled Hazel’s picture out and just like that his eyes soften watching her beautiful face. It’s been a week since Hazel and Cyrus got divorced. The day he divorced her he got a call from Carl who explained the things to him that happened back in the village. Hazel’s aunt and Carl got married. Well unexpected but the man informed him that her aunt was the woman who used to study with him in the same high school and they both even dated but Hazel’s grandmother forced her daughter to marry the man of her choice. The man was rich and that’s all her aunt’s mother saw ignoring the fact that the man had a terrible personality. He cheated on her aunt and they got divo

Someone's POV: "WHAT THE FUCK?!" I frustratedly throw the glass I am holding when I heard the update of the private investigator I hired. "What did you just say?" I look at him with sharp eyes. He cough before speaking. "A-According to...to the information I get, Miss Abby Zegura-Salazar already here in Philippines and she already had reconciliatolion with her husband Mr. Cloud Salazar---" "FUCK!" I shouted out of anger.

She has hoped they would head home and discuss it but she was again wrong to assume Stephano would even let her go with Azazel. “Stephano! You bastard!” Azazel was still in handcuffs and could have reached out to pull his brother away from his wife. His shocked expression was still there as he never would have imagined Stephano would have the big balls to kiss his wife right in front of him. He was insane and taking things this far. “Let go of her now!” He yelled out and looked around to see people and officers watching the scene like a drama film.

Worse, as I searched for the reason Carter was able to expedite this process on the grounds that Stephanie was already married. The next document I read was a marriage certificate between her and Carter, again backdated to before our marriage mere months ago. My breaths came out short and angry as my vision tilted. I can't believe he stooped to this. Actually, I can, because now it isn't kidnapping if she is his wife. Whatever he is doing to her may not even be illegal if he can hide it under a domestic dispute. He's framed it so that I look like the crazy one. I dropped the documents, only for a picture to slip out. Rage burned so hot and bright I felt my vision haze.

“Your hand on my wife’s what’s worse.” Carl’s hand left mine before he could catch himself. He looked sheepishly at me before throwing a disgusted look at his friend. “Knock that off, she’s my sister.” “You’re not blood-related, and you got a crush on her since you finally noticed how gorgeous and hot she actually is. But she’s mine now.” I got two pecks on my cheek when my husband reached my side, a hug, then a more thorough kiss on my mouth on full display of Carl. I glared at him after it.

Carol looked at me admiringly, “From the first time I saw you, I knew you were a girl of courage and wisdom. Being Mrs. Rodriguez doesn't just mean being Nuri's wife, you have to deal with a lot of people and things on behalf of our family. I know you can do it.” “I'll do my best.” “As for Azariah, this is between you and Nuri. I will not interfere in your personal affairs. You are husband and wife now. You have to deal with these problems yourselves. This is also a test of your relationship.” Carol tapped me on the shoulder. “Being a couple is not an easy thing to do. It's a very complicated course that takes a person a lifetime to learn.” Thinking about Nuri and Azariah's engagement, I fel