Novel & Cerita Cassie Wilson Husband

Warren asked, clearly not sensing the shift in my energy. Cassie smiled. “A lecturer I know. He was like my personal trainer before the whole thing happened.” My fists clenched, nails biting into my palms as something possessive and violent roared inside me. My wolf stirred, pacing with agitation. Jon. The name was rang a bell, and I didn’t need a detective to know she was talking about the lecturer I’d seen her with, Pierson. My blood boiled. I knew there was a possibility she was lying, but the idea of Cassie training with some other man, listening to him, putting his hands on her—it made me want to tear through the walls.

"Hey, Claire, why have you been off work for so long? Are you okay?" "Oh yeah, I got into a little accident, but I’m doing better now." "That’s good to hear. Did you hear? The CEO is actually married, and no one knew about it." "The CEO is married?!" Her heart almost jumped out of her chest at the thought that she had been discovered. "Yes. I told you he’d never look at women like us. Turns out he’s married to Charlotte Briggs. Not like anyone didn’t know those two would end up together anyway."

And Cassie—Cassie would finally see that Jerald wasn’t the man she thought he was. I stood up fully now, my mood completely changed. Layla walked over to me, and I wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her against me. “This is good news,” I said. “Very good news.” She chuckled, resting her head against my chest. “I wonder how Cassie is doing right now,” she pouted. “I’d love to see her face while she cries over her husband’s company.” She looked up at me, her eyes shining. “I can’t wait to finally get her on camera and show the world where the wedding planner of New York ended up.”

Jayson’s expression immediately hardened again — like he was forcing the mask back on. “I’ll be there in a minute.” Cassie’s gaze shifted toward me slowly. “You know,” she said softly, “the press downstairs keeps asking about the wedding date. It’s honestly exhausting being everyone’s favorite couple.” The words were aimed directly at me.And she knew it. Jayson looked irritated. “Cassie—” “What?” she asked innocently. “I’m just excited.” Liar. She stepped closer to him and fixed his tie possessively before kissing his cheek.

And she tolerated till now. Although it was like a worst scene a wife could imagine to have, but she felt relieved when Vincent confirmed that the girl is too close with his friends circles. So she isn't doing it to Vincent only. Other than her, Vincent is a caring and loving husband what most of the women want them in their lives. He is breathtakingly handsome, gorgeous, brilliant, extraordinarily strong. He is the self-made billionaire with his picture being covered in every single biggest Magazines in the world. So, having a husband is like blessing. Especially for a woman like Emma Downey who lives up to her heart not wealth, she is fully satisfied with his love and attention until three

But on the other hand, he is as calm as a cucumber. "Let them, I am holding my wife" he replied calmly, much to her surprise. The thing is, they are yet to make their relationship public. But there are so many things to consider before deciding to take this relationship seriously. They married out of necessity, not out of love. But she wants a husband who loves her, but not someone who is merely comfortable with her. She doesn't know what Asher is thinking. "Ash, no one knows that yet. And we need to talk about it clearly. Please, let go of me" she whispered with urgency.

I really don’t want to leave Ashley alone, but I have to deal with Kane. I will humiliate him so badly that he won’t know what else to do with his life. “Welcome Don.” “Thank you Santiago, let’s get to business. I need to get back to my wife.” I miss her already. “You would make me marry my girlfriend.” “Oh please do.” “She’s in anger management bro.” “Then leave her.” “I can’t. She gives the best, mind-blowing blowjob, don't get me started on the doggy style, ooo.”

Emma Lawson had always believed that trust was the strongest part of a marriage. Not passion. Not promises. Trust. For seven years, she had trusted Daniel Hart with everything she had. Her heart. Her dreams. Her future. And tonight, she was planning a surprise to celebrate their seventh wedding anniversary. The thought made her smile as she stepped out of the elevator and walked into the penthouse she shared with her husband. The city lights glittered through the floor-to-ceiling windows, painting golden reflections across the marble floor.

Her heart tightened, so she didn't cry and quickly got up from the ground. 'What do you mean? It was you who seduced my husband first. Why don't you speak now? Are you guilty?' Looking at her crying, Cassie knew that this person was not here to make trouble. Her man was probably really having an affair. 'Tell me, who is your husband?' Cassie had a headache. She might have to deal with someone's family affairs again. 'My husband is the backbone of your company and the leader of the technical department, Peter Wilson!'

Attending the Wedding – The Slave of Desire "I'm leaving your life. So I won't bother you and that woman," Cassie screamed, and with that, she simply left. Cassie was devastated; she was ill and remained confined to her home for a month. But then, she was shocked when her personal assistant handed her Julian's wedding invitation. "So you chose to marry her; that's why you haven't contacted me at all. Julian, you are so cruel." Though Cassie was heartbroken, she realised now that she couldn't afford to remain in despair. She couldn't let herself be destroyed by Julian's betrayal and the scandal.