Christian Keyes Wife Novels & Stories

Surely you will become the subject of conversation because you are considered to be a cheating partner," said Keysha. "Remember Keysha, don't forget this either; you're just a surrogate wife; I did marry you, but just so you know, I never loved you at all!" Xavier pointed right in front of Keysha's face. Keysha seemed to respond to all of this casually; he held Xavier's fingers, which he used to point at Keysha's face. Keysha kissed her husband's hand. "I love you, Xavier; what's wrong?" I just want to maintain our household because, after all, we are legal husband and wife, our relationship has been recognized by the state, and our relationship has been bound by God," Keysha said seriously.

“You may call me Edward, Mrs Shaw. And it was my wife who headed the decoration company that made this stunning beauty happen. I agree with you, it is indeed very stunning.” Natalia nods and accepts his hand. “You may call me Natalia, Edward.” She smiles warmly at him. “And bravo to your wife for doing such a great job.” “And this is Mrs Wallbanger and Miss DuPont. This man here is Mr Razier.” Noah continues. “Everyone, this is my wife, Mrs Natalia Shaw.” Natalia smiles and looks at all of them with a smile on her face. “I am pleased to meet you all.”

The first search came to my mind and I typed rapidly on it and now information is displaying on the computer for me to see. So much information on Damien Anderson and his family, his wife, and everyone closely related to him. He was one of the Country's most eligible bachelors for a long time until four years ago, he got married unexpectedly to Katherine Jones. It was stated that their marriage was full of love and made everyone wish they were in her shoes and some are alleging it was a marriage of convenience. Staring at the computer now I don't even know what to say, I scoff, definitely not a marriage of love if he looked at his wife that way.

My eyes widened as I read the two names printed beneath it; Sophie Hal and Adrian Cole. “No…” The word came out as a whisper. “No… no… no…” My gaze slowly moved from the paper to the silver band on my finger, and then slowly to Adrian as he sat up, messy hair falling over his forehead, his sleepy eyes focusing on me. “We… we’re married?” I whispered. The words felt like dirt. “What?” That snapped him fully awake. He got off the bed immediately and walked toward me, grabbing the paper in my hands—but then my eyes dropped lower, and another scream burst out of me.

As they dragged Talia off, she twisted back and spat, "I put up with being your wife for seven years—that's more than you deserved. You think you're some prize? "You can't get anyone pregnant, and you've been useless in bed for years. No one wants you unless she's desperate. "So what if I went to Danny? When things go wrong, maybe look at yourself. A guy like you thinks I should've stayed loyal?" After we got married, we ran every test trying for a kid. Nothing happened. I told her to take it slow. I even got her pricey meds to help. She quit after a few days. So she thought I was the problem? That I couldn't perform?

The receptionist said and Christian groaned in frustration. “Drive her out,” He said and ended the call. But the next moment, Lia called him and he disconnected it. He put his head on the desk to relax and plan how to disclose the news to Mishka when his phone pinged. He quickly unlocked it, hoping for it from Mishka again, but his eyes went wide. “I met your wife at Dr James Clinic. Sad to know that she is mentally unstable and even more depressing that she can’t conceive ever,” Christian’s face lost all colour. On one side, his smart wife never stops using her brain and on the other side, Lia was trying to meddle in their already complicated life.

Next to them stood a sign that read, "Congratulations to Sofia for taking first place in the heir assessment." So, party or no party, they still found a way to celebrate Sofia on their own. Another message popped up from Eliana. "Oops, wrong person. I meant to send that to Lorenzo, but I can't take it back now. Anyway, you get it now, don't you? "If it weren't for what happened back then, Lorenzo never would've married you. He's been building a life overseas with Sofia and me all these years. And now Matteo's dead.

My presence at the sip-and-see event sucked the life out of the party. My indifferent gaze fell on Krystal Markham. “Krystal, care to explain about today?” Krystal and I were a success story, the high school sweethearts who made it all the way to the altar. However, over the last two years, I felt her slipping further and further away. I brushed it off as the spark simply fading over time. Never in a million years did I expect her to cheat on me and have children with another man through surrogacy

He wondered who it was. Jesse looked around. There were only three women present, and the other two were both married. The only possibility was Talia, but she was sitting as far from Christian as possible. If Christian didn't avoid mentioning his daughter's existence, why would he avoid mentioning his wife? Jesse thought he must have misheard. When he raised his glass again, Jesse smiled flatteringly and said, "So you're already married, Mr. Lane." Christian's attitude was indifferent as he said, "Yes. I have a very lovely daughter."

I ask, stepping slightly to the side so I am no longer hidden behind Caleb's shoulder. The woman lets out a soft, mocking chuckle. "He hasn't told you about me? I suppose I shouldn't be surprised. Caleb always did like to bury things he couldn't handle." She looks back at Caleb, her expression softening into something desperate. "I'm Nancy, honey. I'm his wife."