Novel & Cerita Cassie Husband

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FORTY THREE The article went live at nine the next morning, and Cassie read it standing in the kitchen with her coffee going cold in her hands, Dom reading over her shoulder, both of them silent as the words scrolled past on her phone screen. The marriage began as a business arrangement, Cassie Hale admits without flinching, sitting beside her husband in the home they now share. "I'm not going to pretend it was some fairytale from day one. It wasn't. It started because our families needed it to." But somewhere in the months that followed, something neither of them expected happened. "I fell in love with my husband by accident," she says, and laughs, sounding genuinely

Cassie murmured, curling into my chest. Her words froze me. She’d been pressing that topic lately, but she didn’t understand. I was enjoying our dangerous little secret, but my marriage to her mother wasn’t love…it was business. And business always came first. “Let’s not talk about this.” My tone was sharper than I intended. I pushed off the bed, but her frown deepened. Cassie always hated being in her mother’s shadow. Sometimes I wondered if fucking me was her way of winning. Her prize. Her rebellion. But it couldn’t change the truth: I wasn’t throwing away the contract for her.

seeing that he still couldn't remember her, all the thoughts of her reconnecting with him and her son flew always from her mind. Ashley added in a rush, "Five years ago, we got married. You are Levi, aren't you?" "Did we get married? Maybe, I don't care about whether I got married or who my wife is. To me, every woman is the same." Levi's voice was still very cold,

If he knows about all of this, will he still be kneeling in front of me and pulling out a box? "Cassie?" He calls and I finally blink. He opens the box and I swallow the gasp that almost came out of me. "Will you please marry me?" He finally asks. My mouth is agape as I watch his face, still trying to figure out what his reaction will be when he gets to know that the Cassie he was wooing a year ago is different from the one standing before him. This Cassie here is married with a child. That Cassie was single and heartbroken.

"Yeah, my aunt didn't allow Laura to have friends. But she's doing great, she married a handsome visual artist and musician. They work together; he has an art gallery, a music studio, and a photography studio. Laura became a highly sought-after and acclaimed photographer." "Wow! Laura fulfilled her dream. I'm so happy for her, and I'd love to see her." "I think she'd like to see you too." "And what about you? Did you get married too?" "Yes," she lowered her gaze and then looked at him with a smile. "But we're divorced. I have a son with him; he's the only thing that ties us together now." "I'm sorry," he patted her shoulder. "It's okay. It was for the best for both of us, we just weren't rea

So I went to get it from her before I went home. I was about to fall asleep while thinking of everything that happened at work. How close Quin was and how much my body had reacted to him,when a call from Cassie came through. picked up the call, already half asleep. “Hey Cass—” “Tyler… Why is your husband trending again?” My eyes snapped open immediately. “What are you talking about?” “There’s a new article,” she said, her voice serious now. “And this time the picture is clearer.” My chest tightened.

he concluded and clung to his shot glass. Skye’s heart was beating faster than usual. He didn’t know where this feeling was coming from, but since he saw Cassie’s face again, cruel memories in the past flashed back in his mind. And he couldn’t just sit around without asking, “Why? Why is she back?” he mumbled in a deep voice as his face darkened. “Did you run into her husband too?” Dominic asked, curious about the encounter. Nervousness was written on his face. “Is that why you’re upset?”

Cassie left for school after breakfast. She isn't going to her company as Marty will be arriving soon. She returned to their room and checked whether he had sent a message, but the message she had was from an unexpected person. She received a message from Lindsey Jones. Something in her says to just ignore the message and delete it. But the message caught her interest and she opened it. "After your month-long honeymoon, your husband came running to me. Oh my, I think you hadn't satisfied him that's why he came running back to me. Attached here is the proof of our one week rendezvous."

“Please don’t insult me.” Cassie stole all her boyfriends, never let any attention get to her, and blamed her for getting all the attention from their father. But it was never her fault, she was a lonely kid. With a heavy sigh, she pleaded again. “Please, Cassie. If you don’t come in between in my marriage-“’ “Your marriage? There’s no such thing. I’m taking him back. And he loves me, he doesn’t love you. So, why crying now?” She laughed.

“Why don't we head in. I was doing some work before I came out to find you.” Typical Don. The party pooper. Working during a gala. Swooping into my moment just to ruin it. I knew I should not argue with him right in front of his brother so I bent my head and followed him like a dog with its tail between its legs. When we got inside, he was taking me up the stairs. “Don…” “Cassandra?” “Everyone calls me Cassie,” I said too quickly. He studied me without blinking. “I will call you Cassandra. I am not everyone. I am your husband.”