Daughter Axl Rose Wife Novelas e Histórias

She didn’t want to add to Kingsley’s pain. Kingsley silently opened the file back up and started reading. ***** Lucas and Rose lived together for a long time, and when Rose was about thirteen years old, Lucas met with Ursa Hewitt, working as a manager in one of his clubs. They started interacting, and soon Lucas married Ursa, and he took his daughter, Vanessa Hewitt, in. Vanessa was a few months older than Rose, and at first everything went well.

Suddenly, I remembered an interview of hers I had seen on TV not long ago. A reporter had asked how she managed to stay so happy every day, and she had replied, "I really have to thank Austin's ex-wife. If she hadn't left, how would I ever have had the chance to live this kind of life?" All of this only confirmed how deeply Austin loved Stacy. He couldn’t bear to let her suffer a single day of hardship. Fortunately, I no longer loved him. Fingering the ring on my hand, I thought of my husband, Bradley Gilmore, and couldn't help but let out a soft chuckle.

He got her discharged from the hospital as fast as he could and then found the lawyer and got the divorce document. "But Em the divorce terms are too easy for him and his family?" Dave was looking at the terms of the divorce document. Emily hadn't asked for a dime from the Thornes. Emily took the divorce agreement and glanced at it. "Do I lack the money?" Dave thought for a moment and realized that Emily had needed nothing from the Thornes except their love and respect. Who was Emily? She was the only daughter of the Stephens family in New York. She was a real daughter of a wealthy family. Only those bastards who didn't know anything thought that Emily was born into a poor family.

my mom exclaimed, "didn't you see the news of Micheal fighting a guy because of a girl... what's his name again?" My heart raced as I prayed my parents wouldn't connect the dots and realize the truth about Axel and me. "What's about it, ma?" I asked, attempting to sound nonchalant. My dad chimed in, "Axel Russo woman," as my mom confirmed, "yes yes, Axel Russo" I struggled to calm my nerves and forced myself to ask, "What's wrong, ma? Why should you sit back and watch Micheal fight over another lady?" Her tone sounded protective, like a mother hen looking out for her chick.

"The trash can is still full. Look, Malcolm. If you're still into Willow, I can just get rid of the baby. Neither of us deserves this bullshit from you." Malcolm sighed and knelt on the carpet. He gently placed his hand on Summer's stomach and coaxed her. "Don't say that, Summer. You'll scare the baby. As I said, the company desperately needs the Rosewood project. I'm just worried Willow will go to her father and withdraw everything out of spite." He then leaned down and kissed her stomach. "I'm only doing this so you and the baby can have a better life." Summer didn't argue anymore, though her heart remained restless. "You know what Willow is like. Her dad spoils her. You shouldn't have bee

Alex chuckled, "Rose, I am so ignorant or you are good a hiding thing. Rose are you so secretive since the beginning." Alex flips another page. There were more details about her and few details about Laura with her photo with Rose. Then he came to know that Laura is her caretaker’s daughter and an orphan like her. There were no other friends and relatives were mentioned, nor any activists about Rose. Alex flips the next page and got shocked. It was his photo with Rose. ‘Newly found boyfriend.’

Alexander and Trixeon smiled warmly at Axelina. “I talked about your accomplishments with your husband. Which you succeed in being the best wife and mother for your husband and children. How can I not be proud to have a daughter like you. Dad and Mom's proud daughter. Our little daughter, who used to be very spoiled. Now turning into a motherly figure and responsible for her husband and children,” said Alexander, looking at his favorite daughter. Axelina who heard it, she smiled sweetly.

“There really aren't any scars left, how did he do that?” Xyla’s beautiful eyes glistened as she said, “Daya, you’ve found yourself a good husband.” Daya’s face flushed, but she suddenly remembered Dorothy Assex who was still in California and gently sighed. She said, “Auntie, I’ll be honest with you… There’s no way that Alex would marry me, he’s already married.” “Huh?” Xyla was shocked. She was wearing her clothes half-way, with her hands freezing in the mid-air.

Whether I liked it or not, we had to keep up the act—even when we were nowhere near each other. “I don’t believe you!” Victoria suddenly screamed, her voice cutting through the room as she spun toward Dexter. “Is it true? Is she really his wife?” Dexter didn’t hesitate. He straightened and nodded once, his tone firm and professional. “Yes, ma’am. Alliyah is Boss Astley’s wife.” The effect was immediate. Victoria’s face drained of color, her confident smirk cracking like fragile porcelain. For a split second, disbelief flickered in her eyes—raw, ugly, desperate—before she masked it with a sharp, brittle laugh.

Dax said, his body leaning on the door, "That lady is somebody's wife. Alpha Axel's wife." An angry growl came out of Nathan at Dax's disrespect. "You know nothing about Gianna and me," he snapped at Dax. "There's no me and you, Alpha Nathan; that ended a long time ago." I snapped and used the distraction Dax created to free myself from Alpha Nathan's grips. "Are you following me?" I asked Dax as we head out of the restaurant; I refuse to believe that meeting him was a coincidence. "Did Axel send you?"