Chasing His Rejected Wife Pdf Novels & Stories

It is clear, I would never have the things I want, even those my heart longs for’’ emandra walks away not giving him time to say another word. Chase stood for hours in the same spot emandra had left him, he couldn't move or gather the courage to. He was to be married and waking up to Sofia was a scene his head has simply refused to come to terms with. ‘’You may think whatever you are doing is for her good but chase, you're killing her with your very own hands. I pray to the goddess you don't kill her alongside yourself for you look rather miserable for someone getting married in just days'’

"Helping me? You're delusional, Chase. Are you forgetting that I have a husband? You did crash my wedding reception, so I am sure that you know that; maybe you are just forgetting that important fact. I love my husband, Chase, I love the family that Adrian and I are building together, and you have no right to interfere with neither my marriage nor my family." Chase's expression turned cold and calculating, the mask of charm that he had on slipping away for a moment. "Oh, I know," he said with a sneer. "That's why I sent a little message to your beloved husband, using your phone. It implies that you've eloped with me. By the time they figure out the truth, we'll be long gone."

"I was joking just now, honey. Trust me. There's nothing between me and that slut Willow! Let's get married. You always wanted to be Mrs. Grayson, didn't you?" Chase grabbed my wrist forcefully and dragged me into the city hall. He knew that once news of his asthenozoospermia began spreading, no woman from families of equal standing to the Graysons would want to marry him. Although I had not gotten pregnant in the past two years, he would still have other methods of trying. It would be better to stay with an obedient puppet like me than to let himself be humiliated. However, I had seen his true colors, and I was completely unmoved.

he stated. The word rejection run through her head and she remembered what she did to him. “Can I ask you something?” She said. “Sure” “Why are you chasing after me even when I rejected you. Most men would leave and never come back but you refused” she inquired. “Did you ever think of leaving?” “Never” he replied. “Not even once?” “No. When you rejected me, I thought I had lost it all and I wanted to give up on you but I couldn’t bring myself to do it.

Staring back at the article, Jada read further down, and tears started to set in her eyes from the rage inside. "Chase Aniston's ego would not let the happy couple be after Miss Hudson humiliated him by refusing his marriage proposal, so he took advantage of Miss Hudson's memory loss and turned her against her husband, ruining both their relationships forever." The reviews on the article were brutal against Chase, and all the commenters were anonymous.

“This isn’t what I signed up for.” His grip tightened, and before I could pull free, his hand moved to my waist and he pulled me into him. “Why do you love being chased?,” he whispered, his fingers brushing away loose strands of my hair. "This isn't about being chased, it's about respect. I might not be your real wife but I deserve some consideration," I replied, my voice shaky as I spoke. "And who said you weren't my real wife?" He asked, his piercing grey eyes focused on mine like he could see my soul.

“But listen to me, Chase. I don’t want your business anymore. And I’m going to tell my father what you did. He’s going to cut all ties with your family completely.” Chase only chuckled at that, wiping his hand on the gravy I’d spilled over him. “Keep dreaming! Your daddy loves me more than he loves you.” He smirked, and in that moment, he looked like a completely different person from the one I used to know. “And you…” He pointed his index finger at me. “You’ll never get a better husband than me in this entire city! I’m one of the most eligible bachelors in Manhattan.” “Oh, don’t be so delusional, Chase. Every other man in New York City is already better than you. You’re just a piece of shit

“You are just saying words, trying to make me turn into some sad wife, I won’t allow that.“ I shook my head, trying to gather myself and not think about Chase. But I was worried, I was worried because I didn’t know what his father would do to him. Why did he turn back into the office? Kazmir moved over to the door, a few steps away. Yes, I could still hear the little voices. “No one accepts you, and you think they are just words! His father wasn’t there at the wedding. What does that tell you? Oh my goodness! You are a prisoner.” “I am not locked in a room, and I am not the one who waits for orders.” “Right, I work for him. That’s the thing you are forgetting. Chase is only keeping you aroun

But he rejected her because of his hatred for the woman and his desire not to follow in Raed Basil’s footsteps. To escape the label of a bastard child, take revenge for the insults his mother received as a mistress, he rejected such a precious female. And though I too hated the mate-bond, I couldn't help but feel lucky at his expense. Because, due to his rejection, Saira Malivik became my wife. And I couldn't be happier. Retracting my gaze from him, I tightened my grip on my wife's delicate hand and lowered my head to inhale her evergreen scent. The tingles on my cheek made me smile deeper. Though forced, the bond between us was growing stronger.

“Apparently, the strange woman I met is his mother. She’s never been in support of Kelvin dating Hannah and has been monitoring them both and has been waiting for the right time to strike. The right time was when she found out I slept with Kelvin. She kept her eyes on me and since she was friends with doctor Mitchell, the woman told her that I was pregnant. In turn, she went to tell Kelvin and forced him to come find me.” “So his mother does not like Hannah who is from a rich home and could march her son in status, but she is okay with a poor girl who was fooled into sleeping with her son.” “That’s exactly what I kept thinking when I found out, but she said that background is not important.