Charlie Gillespie Wife 소설 & 이야기

Charlie helped Stella to sit down next to the middle-aged girl, who immediately revealed a look of disgust, "Don't let her be next to me, it's dirty." She said in fluent French, if not for an Asian face, one would have thought she was a pure F-countryman. "Emily, don't be like that, she's your sister." The middle-aged woman reprimanded me with a smile. These two women, the older one was Charlie's current wife, F country's famous enterprise Taylor's daughter Ava Taylor, and the middle-aged girl next to her was Charlie and Ava's daughter Emily Taylor. Charlie chimed in and said, "That's right, she's your sister, the one who's going to marry Boss Thomas for you."

Just as I was about to twist the door knob, I heard her voice. “Wait," she whispered calmly. I turned around and looked at her. "...you're Killian’s wife... aren't you?" she asked raising her head to meet my gaze. I clenched my jaw as burning in my throat returned. My chest tightened with awful reality as I nodded. “…I am…." She smiled deliberately. "And you are?" I asked curiously. She opened her mouth and then closed it. She seemed hesitant for a second before she answered. “I... a….” she whispered as age stared at the window. “I knew his mother..." she looked at me. "My name is Rachel.”

"After God, fear women" Claire was dumbstruck. It could not be. Nathan had just married his competitor and she had nothing to say about it. The dinner was about to commence so she had plenty of time to prove Bianca was a fraud. Wrong! She had very little time and she remaining glued to her seat was not going to change anything. Claire stood up and joined the new wife, her suspicion making her unable to keep a smile.

“I don’t want to go back to Jared, but I don’t want him to think I fooled him. Let me show him his child, just once.” “If he wanted him, he would’ve been with you at the hospital,” Charlie said. “What kind of brain do you have, Lisa? That man denied your pregnancy, your mom disowned you because of it, he cheated on you and sent you proof, yet you love him. He’s a married man, in case you’ve forgotten. Excuse me,” he said, pulling her aside and leaving the room.

“I am trying to figure that out. Sammy was beginning to realize her past. She nearly figured out what was happening.” “You are making me confused,” Charlie stood now beside him. “Charlie, where is your husband?” “He is waiting for me to settle my affairs. He is no longer interested in my cousin. He wouldn’t dare.” “I know that. My wife trusts him. I am just curious if he might know something else.” Charlie stepped from the room. She found her cell phone and realized she has a couple of messages. She quickly went back to the others. “Peter…” she quickly handed him the cell phone. His face becomes like granite looking at the two people he recognized.

Mario engulfs this woman—Jasmine—in a tight and long hug. Charlie suddenly felt uncomfortable. She felt as if she was the one intruding them and not the other way round. When the hug was stretching to two minutes, Charlie clears her throat and adjusts the shoulder strap of her gown. "Um... Mario? Who's this? Is this your sister?" Jasmine huffs and drops the heavy duffle bag on the couch. Mario places a hand on the small of Jasmine's back and faces Charlie... "Charlie, this is Jasmine, my wife." He smiled down at Jasmine, "The one I told you about that got recruited into the army,"

Last night’s events were still on her mind, and now, this humiliating moment where her ex-husband was pestering her in public. She suddenly felt a bit sad. She angrily tried to pull her hand away with more force. Kyle’s grip tightened, his veins bulging as he squeezed harder. He sensed her resistance was stronger than before. Ah, so she cared about Charlie, huh? She was serious about him! Charlie naturally took a seat. His eyes briefly scanned their hands, and he slowly poured tea. "Does forcing her like this make any sense, Mr. Kyle?" Kyle scoffed. "Whether it makes sense is my business. Why does Charlie have to covet someone else's wife?"

Chapter 134 When Charlene left Paul’s ward, her heart was numb, and her mind blank. After being married for more than fifty years, she just realized that her husband had had an affair, married another woman, and even sired a child together. And according to Paul, he registered his marriage with the other woman just after they had registered theirs. So, had she been the mistress all these years, or was the other woman the mistress? Charlene could not handle the pressure anymore, and she ended up fainting the moment she left the ward. Good thing Aria and Damian were outside, and they caught her right on time.

Within an instant, Catherine shot to her feet. The chair legs scraped across the floor with a piercing screech. “No! Simon, listen to me!” She turned to my parents with a pleading look before turning back to me. “Robert, we’ve been working together for many years. Divorce will only hurt both sides. Georgia’s only temporarily infatuated with that kid. I’ll teach her a lesson when I get back!” Jane snorted. “Catherine, looking at all the arranged marriages in our circle, no one can put up with such a disrespectful marriage! We’ve shown you enough respect!