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Her mischievous daughter, on top of Gu Mocheng pampering her, could not be helped. “Oh yeah, Nannan, Little Yu. Let me introduce you. This is my husband, Tang Yu, and this is my daughter, Little Jiu… Hubby, this is Jian Jianan, Gu Mocheng’s girlfriend, and this is Nannan’s best friend, Dongfang Yu.” 'Girlfriend?’

I stood at the door of the church chapel and watched my wife, Olivia Spencer, lean into the arms of another man. That man was my younger brother, David Spencer. David complained, “This rosary really digs into the skin.” “Then, take it off for me.” Olivia had always treasured her rosary. She would not even let me touch it. Yet, my brother was teasingly lifting it between his lips and pulling it from her neck. He tossed it to the floor like it was worthless.

Since the Jin family valued Madam Jin so much and even her maternal family, they must have already known the person behind it. "We did but mother refused to confront the person. The only person she wanted to confront about this issue is her friend only. Father let it pass but not completely, he has since been dealing with that person," Jin Chen went ahead and told her about the incident. Madam Jin, Tang Ning, came from the Tang family which is known for its Military lineage. Her great great grandparents had been at the forefront of the military and since then the family had never lost it's prestige. Her Father, uncles, cousins, nieces and nephews, most of them were still in the military whil

I said calmly, “You are Stacy. My wife died long ago. You even handled the cremation yourself.” She stared at me in disbelief. “How can you not recognize me? I am Wendy. Stacy is the one who died!” Hearing that made my heart sink even deeper. So, she knew everything, yet she chose to pretend and watched me become a widower. I said coldly, “How could I fail to recognize my own wife? You’re not her. No matter how alike you look, you are not the same person. She is gone. Why are you using her name to commit atrocities?”

Her lies, spewed under the cover of being a reporter, made me tremble with rage. "You're lying through your teeth! Wilson is my husband, not yours." Rowena Jones paused, then smirked like she had caught me in a slip-up. "Wilson's your husband? Prove it." "I..." "Here's my marriage certificate with Wilson. Got anything like that?" She waved two certificates from her bag, flaunting them for me and the camera to see. A chill ran through me. How on earth did she have a marriage certificate with Wilson?

Just enough. Elena pushed the contract towards him. “My mother first.” “Tonight,” he said. “And I’m not your toy.” His gaze lifted to hers. Dark. Steady. Close enough now that she could see a faint scar cutting through one eyebrow. “No,” he said. “You’re my wife.” The word hit harder than it should have. Wife. Her pulse stumbled. Adrian held out his hand, then paused. “May I?” The question was quiet. Almost private.

Each trip left expense records, each one included transfers to James. Serena and I got married six years ago. Ethan turned five this year, and Noah six. While I had thought we were building a future together, she had long since built another family. The phone vibrated again. Liam sent another message: [There’s one more thing, Mr. Drake. The night you had your heart surgery, Ms. Serena was with James for his birthday.] … I stared at the words, and the world around me fell silent. I remembered every detail of that night.

Liu Mengli was Tang Hao's wife. A long time ago, under the instigation of Old Mrs. Tang, Tang Hao married Liu Mengli. Back then, the Tang family was still a third-rate family, while the Liu family was a second-rate family. In order to get the support of the Liu family, Old Mrs. Tang asked Tang Hao to marry the Liu family. Liu Mengli was indeed beautiful. She was the type that Tang Hao liked. Coupled with Liu Mengli's good background, Tang Hao agreed without hesitation.

She felt his fingers teasing the clit as he ran his finger up and down her hole. "Killian," she whimpered as she tried to push him off. Killian pulled her closer with a rough jerk and slapped her womanhood. "Oh, you’re so wet, Schmetterling, yet you’re pretending to hate this?" Rara turned her head to look up at him. There was raw amusement in his voice. “A wife should know how to satisfy her husband.”

They might have come to blows if she had not been there. Truth be told, Noelle had every reason to be concerned. It had happened before, but Charles was not about to spill that to freak her out. "Very sure," he insisted. Noelle nodded, hesitating. "Can I ask you something?" She bit her lip. "Is Tania, Peter's wife, the sister you talked about?"