Chris Mueller The Fan Wife Novels & Stories

I Remember the month when he bought forty-five cars, and gifted them to random strangers, his name became a wildfire on Twitter, I*******m, and F******k, it was insane. "but who would want to attack a generous man's wife?, the public knows that my father remarried but they don't know the exact lady he married and that's because he chose not to display any event of the wedding on media. He placed a strict rule to haunt down anyone who would try such, guess he wanted a secret and peaceful life" I said

I flashed him a grin. He glared at me. My grin dropped. I sighed, keeping my elbows on his large oak wood desk. “Okay, first of all, Chris Moore’s wife is hot; you have seen her. How could I resist when she wanted me to fuck her on her bed? And the daughter was really sweet. We were both tipsy after a party and it just happened. About Julian, um, long story short. Someone caught her with her handcuffed to the door because we lost the key. Not to mention, Richard deserved it.”

It looked like she could not believe the possibility of her own suspicion. “Is he already married? Does he already have a wife?” Maria shook her head. “There’s no marriage registration record under Chris’s name.” Shaking her head again, she swept her gaze across the people outside the window. She instantly knew they were part of social media before focusing back on my seemingly innocent face.

I laughed when Charles playfully punched him. “My fans aren’t screaming girls! They are the most gorgeous and dedicated people I know!” I found Charles defending his fans very delightful. “He loves his fans so much, he even married one of them.” My eyes opened wide at James’ words. “Really?” Charles shook his head. “My wife was an anti-fan and a co-actor on a show I worked on in my debut days! I didn’t even know she was beefing with me until I met her at an award show years later and I tried to greet her. She snubbed me.”

"I know it's illegal, but what about all those videos you secretly shot on me and the stories you made up against me? Shall we call the police?" Till this point, savvy internet users had already figured out Russell's identity. They also found out that I was the richest person. The audience was all shocked. [Russell is the entrepreneur who adores his wife. I mean he always mentions her in his speeches.] [And you know what? Blair herself comes from a wealthy family. She doesn't rely on her husband.] [And did Lucci really post those videos without Blair's permission?] [That's just gross. Is Blair really like a Stepford wife or something? ]

Everyone knew Amber Sherry was hopelessly in love with me. She would even risk her life for me. I got into a severe car accident to save her. My health never fully recovered. Because I had a rare blood type, she was terrified that something else might happen to me. She found someone with the same blood type and kept him on standby. He would donate blood to me whenever I needed it. I was also hopelessly in love with her. After she gave birth to Aria, I did not care what people thought. We gave her Amber’s last name—Aria Sherry. I did not want her to go through another pregnancy, so I got a vasectomy. Every socialite in our circle was jealous of what we had. On the day of Aria’s baby de

Also hoping Eva would understand it was all rumour and gossip made by the media and obsessed fans. That was when Chris learned I was married. His fury was volcanic. He felt betrayed, deceived. Another drama unfolded, another mess I couldn’t control. I was drowning, jumping from one problem to another, with no one to depend on. Damon tried to suppress the Chris rumors, even erased a viral video of us leaving a hotel together. His team buried it under fresh scandals, redirecting the public’s attention. But the damage was already done. And then Eva told me she was pregnant.

Someone was frantically searching on their phone. "Looks like he is. There was a public announcement seven years ago, but they never revealed his wife's name." "Wow! So, you're saying Mr. Muller's wife is someone Mr. Calcraft liked?" "If he stole her, it's more than just liking her, right?" "Mr. Calcraft?" Their gossip session went unanswered. When they looked again, the call had already ended. ... Back in the private room, Nevaeh sat there feeling completely rattled.

By the time Lena left the studio, the damage had already spread. Her phone would not stop vibrating. Messages stacked on top of each other. Missed calls from board members. From her assistant. From numbers she did not even recognize. Notifications from news platforms. From gossip blogs. From financial analysts suddenly interested in her personal life. CEO of King’s Enterprises Exposed. Secret Marriage to Billionaire businessman Julian Black. Public Meltdown at Magazine Shoot. Lena did not open any of it.