Novel & Cerita Chace Crawford Wife

Selene Hawthorne moved through the crowd like a storm contained within elegance — untouchable, graceful, and utterly oblivious to the chaos she’d already sown inside me. Her husband, Edward Hawthorne, was a master of appearances. The perfect smile, the steady handshake, the calm confidence that made him untouchable. He was Edward Hawthorne — philanthropist, elite businessman, my richest client — and he was about to be my undoing. I smiled at him, smooth and controlled, concealing the storm beneath my skin. Every instinct screamed to keep my distance, to maintain the lines I had spent years drawing. And yet, the moment our eyes met — hers and mine — a quiet war began, silent but undeniable. D

She retreated her steps, calling to her husband, "Charles! It's Keith and Karise!" Keith and Karise were up on their feet. Karise was holding Kamila the entire time when finally, Charles appeared before them. He was being pushed in a wheelchair, his eyes widening, clearly in shock. "Dad," Keith called, his brows meeting, seeing his father's state. Kamila was already four months old, meaning he had not seen Charles in a year. Keith thought about his father, yes, especially his mother. After he and Karise married, he secretly asked about them through the maids and their family driver. However, recently, he had failed to check on them. Thus, seeing Charles in such a pitiful state crushed his he

he walked upstairs, and the trio stared at me. "I don't know what you did to him but just know that it isn't over." Mrs Smiths walked out followed by her two companions. I breathed out loudly and a tear dropped from my eyes, followed by another and another before I knew it I was crying. Why on earth is my life like this? I didn't ask for any of this, I didn't ask to be Mr. Celebrity's wife, the sound of footsteps cut through my thoughts. I quickly cleaned my eyes before Leo would see me crying, I stood up from the couch and walked past Leo to go to our room, but he held my hand.

"How can you be so calm? Aren't you worried he'll never marry Isabel?" He chuckled, reassuring. "I've faced greater challenges. This too shall pass. Relax, my dear. Your son will follow your wishes soon enough." I returned to my seat, seeking solace in a magazine. But instead, a photograph jolted me: Cade beside a stunning woman, their smiles intimate. My heart sank. I devoured the article, my heart racing: "Model Jessica Freeman alleges romance with Cade Callaghan, despite his recent marriage to Emily Wilburn. Freeman claims Cade was still dating her when he married Emily."

"Oh, wonderful! Through the industry?" I felt something settle in me. A kind of calm clarity. The kind that arrives, I have found, when there is simply nothing left to manage. I looked at Glen, and then briefly at Isabel, and I said it plainly. Without drama. Without editorializing. The fact itself was dramatic enough without any dressing. "Isabel is my ex-husband's wife."

Pretentious bitch– My eyes widened. What did I just say? “Wife?” Muttering with fake shock, she wrinkled her nose. “Oh, didn’t realise you were married.” Her eyes moved to my fingers and then to Killian’s, a bitter look flashed before her eyes. Her eyes slowly whisked to me, taking in my attire and then at my face. “Aren’t you Rara Morris? The daughter of Mathews Morris…” It should surprise me, but it didn’t. Mathews Morris was a well-known name. She’d known him, and his flaunting daughter—one he showed off at every party and gathering that could benefit him. “Glad to see you again, Rara.” She extended her hand. I took her hand unsurely.

"Ryan, I think we need to talk." Ryan's eyes flashed with a challenge. "If you have something to say to me, you can say it in front of Trisha." The blonde dipped his head to Trisha."My name is Jace. I'm sorry if this is rude, but this I cannot allow." "There is nothing you can do about it." Ryan's smile never faltered but he put his arm around her shoulders and pulled her to him."She's my wife." Jace sighed hard. "I believe I saw a reporter giving quite a different story yesterday. This is Logan Star's wife."

What kind of sin did he create, carrying a person, but also able to meet the mixed triad? "Look, is it her." As he spoke, Shen Xiu Jin raised his cell phone in front of the cab driver, "She's my wife, a woman who dislikes me for not being gentle and considerate enough, and I've had some conflicts. Tell me, do you know where she went? Her stomach, can still carry our child, if something happens ......" "Aigoo, so it's the little couple quarrel, you said earlier ah," cab driver wiped the sweat on his face, false alarm: "I sent her to the airport."

‘Whoever that woman is, I really pray that she’s the one who can make my son’s rock-like heart beat,’ Chase prayed inwardly. If only he knew that it was actually him who made Cyrus’ heart turn lifeless, he wouldn't have a face to pray to right now. It was Chase who agreed to let Eric and Haidee get engaged. He did not know that he just hurt his oldest’ son’s feelings for giving the woman Cryus loves so much to his younger son. “Why do you look so happy?” Valerie asked her husband. She caught him smiling while placing the golf equipment on the table. The happiness laid bare on Chase’s eyes when he turned around to face his beautiful wife. “Is it really obvious that I am happy today?”

Victor cleared his throat now, “There is my step-daughter, Zara, whom I see as my own daughter. Beside her is my son-in-law, her husband. I’m sure many of us were unaware that she got married instantly.” “Really?” the host exclaimed. “Is there a reason the wedding was kept confidential?” “In my family, we believe that certain things should be kept private. The wedding was one of them,” Victor replied calmly. “I wanted to say this before some enthusiastic reporters would report falsely to the public.” “Of course, I do understand you. A wedding in your family would cause quite the buzz,” the host replied. “I would say your son-in-law looks strangely familiar though.” “You might have seen him p