Dean Kamen Wife Novels & Stories

This is your home, Kamil" He said as he pulled his wife with him, walking away. Sighing, she stared at their backs as they left to mingle. Into the banquet, a microphone had been handed over to Mr Kernon to say a few words. "First of all, I would like to thank my beloved wife for being supportive of me" He said as he smiled at Mrs Kernon who was standing by his side, smiling back at him. "Without her, I wouldn't be where I am today" He continued "And second, My daughter... Miss Kamil Kernon" He said as his eyes met Kamil, motioning for her to come to him.

Elena “Dean Deene.” The bastard who joined Darcy to steal my work and championed the cause of dismissing me from the design department. He sat there like a true academician, and his look could really fool others. Does his wife know the kind of monster she had as a husband? This fat pig surely had a thing with Darcy, but I couldn’t prove it then. What kind of joke was this, for him to sit right beside me at this ceremony? Were the organizers trying to choke me with anger?

Kenan reached for his phone and tried to contact the deputy CEO to inform him that he couldn't come home tomorrow morning and might return there in about two weeks. Quietly, Mrs. Clement smiled. Finally, her husband complied with her wishes. "Darling, did you hear that? Don't pretend to be asleep like that," Immediately, Mrs. Clement woke up and hugged her husband, thanking him. "Starting tomorrow, I will investigate Zefki and Raceh's marriage," she murmured.

Ramirez said looking at us while I shook my hand with him. “He is right, you have a very pretty and intelligent wife, Damien. My husband told me how she impressed him and I have to tell you that impressing him is hard.” Mrs. Ramirez said and I felt quite awkward as she mistook as married couple. “I am not his wife, Ma’am. I work in his company and assisting the project head Mrs. Clarissa Vance.” I clarified. “Madeline, we know about you and Damien. My husband keeps a track of the people with whom he wants to work and we know that once you were married to Damien but now divorced.” Mrs. Ramirez said and I was shocked but Damien looked very patient.

I knew exactly what she was talking about. "Kayla! Don't play dumb with me," Joan hissed, leaning in close. "I’ve been patient with you because of the surgery, but give me the tea. You and the boss? The news? The Vances? It’s like a soap opera and I need to know everything." Before I could answer, Cameron walked through the front doors, holding his morning coffee. He spotted us and joined in immediately. "Are we talking about the power couple of the century?" Cameron asked with a grin. "Kayla, my man Damien is out here moving mountains for you. I saw him in the hallway yesterday and he actually looked... happy. It was terrifying."

Karen paid attention, sitting up and concentrating like her life depended on the news. "But what has gotten our handsome actor's wedding to top story is how his wife left the wedding even before the kiss." The scene transformed to the incident from the day before when she had run with Faith. "We identify that she isn't just anyone but one of America's top surgeons, daughter of Kylie Benson, who is CEO of a successful, multi - billionaire technology company, Karen Benson." "These people really have nothing do with themselves other than pry into other people's lives." Karen rolled her eyes, unaffected by the news and how it was a top story.

I took a deep breath and I was looking at him. “If you think that I was marrying some kind of businessman billionaire, I think you have gone mad. All I know of Cam is that he was editor-in-chief at WWF magazine in Seattle. That’s how I met him and I have been knowing him for the last 3 years. I don’t think that knowing his family business was any of my business but if you want to know, I only know him as Cameron Hayes, my boss at WWF magazine and now my husband,” I said as I was looking at him. He stared at me for a moment before he smiled.

Mrs Dean enquired. As Naomi was brought up in the conversation, Jack recalled the events that transpired in the afternoon and his face sank. Seeing this, Dave quietly tugged at the corner of his wife's clothes. "Isabella." Dave Dean lowered his voice and shook his head at his wife. Mrs Dean immediately understood and hurriedly exchanged greetings. "The dance will start in a while. I hope you have a good time. I'll take a rest first." "I'll leave with my wife, enjoy." Dave Dean took the opportunity to support his wife and excused Jack.

I scoffed, "I am only trying to help your husband here. What do you mean not to touch him? Do you want him to die?!" "Are you a doctor? Why should I let another woman touch my husband?!" She fired back at me. Now I know where this is going. She's a jealous wife who wouldn't let another woman touch her husband even if he is dying. Damon stepped forward, "If you knew you could wait for an ambulance, why did you call for help? Why bother other people with your problems?!" "Well... I..." "Your husband is dying! She is a doctor trying to help you and your jealous self won't let it happen? You'll have no one but yourself to blame when he dies. Let's go sweetheart."