Carl Azuz Wife Novels & Stories

I replied, easing a little so I could sit near her. “Don Felix Alcaraz married his late wife, Donita Cojuanco,” she began. “Since both of them came from ultra-wealthy families in Metro Manila, such a power move became the pillar of their success not only in the legal side of the business arena but also in the underworld. Later on, their son Demitre married a woman who also came from a powerful family. Her name is Rita Estrada. And they are the parents of your husband.” I blinked my eyes, silently tying the knots together. “A-are you saying that R-Rios—”

Jasper looked at her and warned. “Aw, why are you treating me like this? I’m doing this for your own good.” Azula smiled as she slowly loosened her grip on Jasper’s arm. “I notice that your wife doesn’t care about you. She doesn't even question you. Are you guys in an open relationship? I saw that she was standing pretty close to that handsome boy.” “Carter will send you home once he’s settled everything,” Jasper said plainly before turning to leave the pub.

Azzua recharged herself with steaming coffee. Mr. Azzua looked at his wife. The bitter sense of the load was sitting on her chest, choking his throat, making him swallow hard the lump that was forming in her heart. They had almost broken up back then when his wife learned about his involvement with Hellen. When the news about Hellen’s pregnancy reached her, it tore her into pieces. It took decades for Mr. Azzua to convince her not to end their beautiful love. She only had one demand, and that was that neither she nor her husband would ever see that bastard child. And that Mr. Azzua would cut off all his communication with his other woman. And the agreement lived up to the letter, but now the

Carlo muttered, squeezing his eyes shut, then burying his face in his pillow. "I can't help it. I still don't know where my wife is," I retorted as I slowly extended my arm, delicately veiling my eyes with my hand and lightly pressing my fingers against my eyelids. "And how will I calm myself when I face the person who harmed my wife and killed my son?" Carlo turned his head and shifted his gaze towards me, his eyebrows furrowing slightly. His conflicted expression suggests understanding and empathy. He hesitates briefly before responding, "No matter what happens, we're here for you, Az. You are not alone."

I really want him to stay but unfortunately I can't. I was 10 years old when I understand my purpose. My Dad married my Mom for business. There is no love in them. I am not made out of love, but out of obligation and business. I was also in the same age when I knew who will be my husband. He is Andrew Maru Ottave. What a great choice! Maru's family is the richest family in the Philippines, they belong in the top 10 richest people in the world. Maru and I knew our future.

Stretching across the bed feeling for my husband, only to find the bed empty. I flicked my eyes open and noticed he wasn't in the room. Where the hell is he? I ask myself, I hate how he has to get up so early just to go to work and have less time for me and Cassie. Carlos and I have been together for seven years but married for five years. We have a daughter Cassie Martinez, she is four years old. My husband is Mexican, with black straight hair, sexy,firm body and very handsome with his brown eyes. I am African American, I have dark complexion but smooth and cool skin,my hair is black mix with brown but I wear tracks to keep it bouncy.

He looks expensive. "Yeah, I see him." I say "Well, that's my husband. We had a fight at home, and now he's trying to make me jealous." "Is this a thing now? Like a trend for couples?" I ask, unable to wrap my head around it. "Oh, no, not at all. We just happened to be with weird partners." She says easily and laughs. "My name is Carol." She says, observing me. "What's your name?" "Uhh... My name is Barry" I respond, trying not to tear my attention from Violet.

"I don't see what's making you so angry? Well... I have to tell Rodriguez I won't be at work tomorrow." *** "Where were you?" Rodriguez heard his wife quizzed him Immediately he got in. "What do you mean?" He played dumb. "I mean, you came early than expected. Are you ok?" "Of course I am. The deal just closed early." She almost choked heating him say the 'deal' like it was some casual manner. It took every bit of her not to reveal to him what she knew. She was living with a cold-blooded murderer and she had no idea, it was absolutely chilling.

King asked taking his hot gzae back to Elena who was still shocked that Carl had announced her as his wife. "She doesn't belong to Ciro, he can go to hell for all I care" Carl declared. "But what do you see in this low life gold digging bitch?" Priscilla asked, causing Elena to look up at her. She had barely a conversation with the woman, and she already hated her guts. "Mother, I haven't disrespected you before, and clearly I don't want to start now. Elena isn't worth the insult you just poured out" Carl remarked. "Oh!! Please don't give me that talk Carl, you are my husband's nephew and clearly I see you have been puppy charmed by this bitch" Priscilla spatted out causing Elena to once aga

Xinyi asked Surprised at the revelation. Yes my dear, but let this also be our little secret her mom said. No problem mum. Nice meeting you Uncle, xinyi said extending her hands for a hand shake but was pulled into a hug by uncle. Nice meeting you too my dearest niece, he said. Your mother forgot to add that I am the hacker "C" in her introduction, he said proudly. What!!!!!, you are hacker "C" , she exclaimed . Yes dear he replied, this uncle of yours is a genius he boasted.