Charlie Wade Wife นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"Enough. Quit crying. Didn't we already line you up with that old widower? Just marry him and take care of him. You don't need kids." Vanessa covered her face, shaking. "But... I heard that old guy's a total creep—and abusive. He's had a bunch of wives way younger than him. None of them lasted more than a few years... they all died. Compared to that, I'd rather stay with Wade. At least he actually loved me." Jennifer raised her hand to hit her again— The lights cut out. After checking, Darren stomped around, furious. "That jerk Wade cut everything—water, power, gas, internet. He did it on purpose!"

But as soon as the question escaped the woman's lips, she simultaneously walked straight to the master's bedroom, passing her. "I'm sorry, but he is not home." She stood her ground as she watched the woman stop in her tracks. "But as his wife, I'm sure to tell him that you drop by." Now, it was her turn to turn and look shocked. It was clear she still had not heard the news, judging by her stunned expression. "Did I hear you correctly?" She finally asked. "His wife?" She repeated. "You?" Again, with the question. "Yeah, I'm Charlie. Isaac's wife." She enunciated each word to avoid any further misunderstanding.

Just that cold, controlling look of someone used to getting her way. "Ryan. I'm pregnant. The baby is Chad's. "He needs a legal father. My child needs his real dad. This wedding? It's going to him first." Her voice carried through the microphone, clear and sharp, filling the entire ballroom. "After the baby's first month, I'll divorce Chad. Then you and I can have our wedding." She paused awhile, like she was bestowing some enormous favor on me. "Don't worry. It's just for the paperwork. Don't make a scene."

The original wife, being soft, didn’t fight back and ended up displaced. Eventually, the first wife and her five-year-old son died in a serious car crash while out. That mistress then officially married in. It was said the first wife had been nine months pregnant at the time—just days from delivery. Rumors claimed it was an arranged accident, but police found no evidence, and the matter faded away. Charlie knew all this so clearly because every time his mother came to Shandor, she would visit the grave of the deceased Lawrence matriarch. She always insisted the original wife had been murdered by the mistress.

She went to her room and after taking her bath and laying on the bed she shut her eyes close with the knowledge of what's will happen the next day. As early as 6am Cassandra had succeeded in making the whole media channels in the country carry the news of the Nuella and Israel’s affair. The whole internet was on fire, everyone who walk the streets were busy with their phones reading the news with an headline that says: The Heiress Of Armstrong Empire And Wife Of The Multinational Business Mogul, Nuella Haywood Is Having An Affair With Her Long Time Friend Called Israel Who Is The Owner Of One Of The Popular StartUp Tech Company.

Neola ushered Elle inside the convertible and drove off in a haste. I was about to call for Joe and ask him about this when the female news reporter speak, 'As you can see, we had just witness Mrs. Elleana Cassidy West, wife of the famous businessman and owner of Greene-West Industries, Mr. Gabriel Hugo West, shopping with her husband's sister, Neola Dana West for baby's clothes. We did not hear about Mrs. West for a while and it seems that she’s been keeping us out of the box! Who would know that in a few months there will be a newborn billionaire for one of the greatest corporation of this decade?'

"My marriage is none of your business. Jesse, why are you walking with her?" I motioned for Margaret to come with me and prepared to leave. "She helped me, and we're going to eat. As for you, my dear ex-wife, it would be better if you didn't come." Sinead froze at that title. Right then, her phone rang urgently. She picked it up and saw that it was Zachary. In that brief moment, Margaret and I had already gotten into the car and left. Sinead could not catch up even if she wanted to.

"Ronald, this suit of yours isn't custom-made, is it? It's not fair to keep this insider information from us." My coworkers laughed and teased me in the office, but I couldn't force a smile. I had been married to Angela Reed for nine years, and she had always refused to make it public. It wasn't until a couple of days ago, after I secured a 300-million-dollar project for the company, that she finally allowed me to announce our relationship at the year-end awards ceremony.

She had seen it flicker once or twice, years ago, when he used to glance at her with that same intensity. Except now… it wasn’t her. Back at the Grand Hall, gossip spread like wildfire more exaggerated this time. Whispers flowed with champagne: “Did you hear? Marcelline Odette walked out on Rowan Adair.” “In a helicopter, no less.” “Someone said she’s already moving into her own empire. Can you imagine? The quiet wife…?” Selene sat among them, smiling tightly, pretending the whispers didn’t slice through her composure. But inside, panic churned.

the wedding planner said, knocking on the door again. When Charlie pulled away from her dad, Adrian said, “I guess this is it. Now, everyone is finally going to call you Charlie West. No longer Charlie King. Everyone will associate you with Taylor—Taylor West’s wife, the woman who stole the Iron Pulse star’s heart. To think you were raised as a King for twenty-three years.” “Twenty-three years as a King, now forgotten because of a man with beautiful hair,” Adrian added. Charlie, “...” “Technically, it’s twenty-two. You married us early this year, remember? And it’s not like I’ll change my middle name, Dad,” Charlie said, rolling her eyes. “We’d better go. Enough talking, Dad.”