Chris Mueller The Fan Wife นิยาย & เรื่องราว

They welcome us wholeheartedly but my wife receives more love than me. I am abandoned, almost pushed into a corner while I watch them surrounding my wife. Great! They forgot they have a son, too.

"What's going on here?" she asked in perfect Italian, her tone brooking no argument. The officer snapped to attention. "Racheal, this man is demanding to see a prisoner, Abigail Johnson." The woman turned to me, and I felt the ground shift beneath my feet. It was none other than Racheal Williams. My ex-wife. I hadn’t seen her in years, not since the divorce. My mouth and eyes couldn’t help but open widely. She was looking more powerful and confident than I ever remembered.

I shut the phone off and slid it back into my pocket. “Who’s that? One of your girls?” she asked, arching a brow. “Jealousy isn’t one of your good traits,” I said with a scowl. “I’m not jealous. You’re not even my type,” she shot back, rolling her eyes. “Hmm,” I drawled, leaning forward. “Pray, do tell, who is your type, little wife?” She grinned. “Chris Hemsworth.” I gave a humorless chuckle. “Tough luck, Red. Chris Hemsworth is married. And so are you.”

Chloe stepped closer, clutching his arm. “Oh, look. The gold digger is back,” she sneered. Aaron’s brows furrowed. “What is she doing here?” Sofia felt her chest tighten. She took a step forward, voice shaking. “Aaron... it’s me. Sofia. Your wife.” Aaron’s face darkened, his expression hard. “No... you’re not. My wife—my real wife—is standing right here. Chloe.” Sofia felt her breath leave her. “No. She abandoned you! I was the one who stayed! I held your hand after every surgery. I took care of you when no one else would! Please, Aaron... can’t you hear my voice? Remember me?”

“I’ll untangle it myself. Just tell me.” I take in a deep breathe and let it out. “My name is not Tara Charles. It’s Mellow Fanning. There, I said it.” Christopher nods continuously as I keep talking. “My husband who happens to be Zeath Lupin played a dangerous game on me that nearly killed me if I wasn’t saved. I was pregnant for him, but crafted ways to enact vengeance on him, which is where you come in, Christopher. I used you. I—” “Shh. Come here.” Christopher embraces me and I cry into his chest. He pats my hair, comforting me. “I always knew you had a secret. I always knew you were in pain but refused to share it. I just didn’t realize it was this severe.”

I replied midst of laughter. However, the tone in his voice got me more confused and I became lost in the situation. "I'm not joking Anthony, that is my wife. She is Roseline James!" Sinclair sounds more serious than I could imagine. "What are you talking about Sinclair? Who is your wife? When did you get married without my knowledge? Is this a joke or what? If it is a joke, kindly stop at this moment!" I started feeling irritated by the outcome of the conversation; it was getting more and more annoying.

(Alexandra) “THAT woman you’ve been glaring at is Michelle Villar, twenty-seven years old. She was last year’s Miss Universe first runner-up and currently works as a runway model in the States. She’s your husband’s ex-girlfriend and among his ‘tremendously famous’ exes, she’s the one who got to be with him for more than a year. I heard that was his longest relationship ever. She was currently having a vacation here and unlike someone I know, when she learned about Luther’s situation, she rushed to his side that there were some people who thought she was his wife.”

bellowed Cindy while we were inside the van, going to our clients' place. "I just remember that line from one of my series," I made an excuse. "I'm fine, right? Don't worry about me." "You seemed not." I turned around behind my chair, and where Harvey was sitting. He was wearing earphones and was busy on his phone so, I think his line was not pertaining to me. "Whether you tell a lie or not, I know you're not okay." "How sure are you-" "Because that line you've mentioned earlier wasn't part of any of your series nor movie." He turned his gaze to me. "I've been a silent fan of yours since your series 'My Husband is a Superstar', your debut series, I think."

"A real man does not cheat on his wife. And not especially when she's one like the one you've got." "Cheating?" Noah had the audacity to look sincerely annoyed. "How dare you accuse me so openly of something you have no proof about. Where in the wide world did you hear about that?" Mr Fursbrough brought out his phone and shoved it in his direction. "You are fairly known by a lot of people, so it is all over the place." Noah looked shocked and went to collect the phone. His left eye twitched in anger as he watched a video of him and Natalia from the night.

Mitch knocked on his office door and entered. Theo turned and nodded at the low table in the corner of the room. "I'll examine Jose there." Mitch sat down at the table and immediately spread the papers in front of Theo. "Josephine Miller, twenty-seven, born in Connecticut, to father Harris and mother Martha Miller." Theo sat across from Josephine. "Why do those names sound familiar to me?" A few years ago, all the media were buzzing about Harris Miller due to numerous business frauds and tax evasion. He and his family lived in a palace worth twenty million dollars, they had summer houses in France and Hawaii - I mean, they were more than well-off. "Theo remembered that story.