Does Ein Have A Girlfriend In Real Life Novels & Stories

she asked, shocked. "Why do you look so shocked about it?" Innessa asked with a little frown. Elena abruptly shut her mouth and cleared her throat. "I'm not shocked. It's just that's pretty big news." "Why?" "You... You look so innocent to be his girlfriend-" Elena abruptly sealed her lips. "What do you mean?" Innessa asked, muddled. "It's nothing, I'm happy for you. Thanks to your boyfriend, Henry won't bother you again. How long have you guys been dating?"

“Yes and we’re talking virtually. She’s just busy these days. She has returned now to the Philippines since her company is based there.” “So it’s a long distance relationship,” Niana seems like not ready yet to end their conversation. She enjoyed talking with her. “I’m not sure on how they are doing now. Essi still likes him but Oneil cannot remember if he has feelings for her. It’s critical.” Oneil never mentions to Gwyneth if he has already learned to be more curious to Essi and listen to her. She’s not even sure if Oneil has started to believe and Essi. Niana excused herself first for asking too much. But Gwyneth doesn’t mind it. “So it’s like they are parted lovers?”

Another press man asked. “Yes! Eleanor is my Assistant and most importantly my girlfriend!” He finally revealed. Eleanor’s eyes went wide open as she slowly looked up at Arthur totally taken aback by his decision to come out clean to the public, they definitely didn’t plan to do that anytime soon. Surely this city would have some hot news and gist for all blogs for the next few days.

He held my hand before directing his eyes to the crowd saying "I'm still going to repeat myself, Elliana is my girlfriend and my future wife. If I hear any unkind rumors about her, be ready to get sacked, and she will be promoted as my new secretary. Understand?" Tom said once again, and in that moment, it finally hit me. It wasn't a dream; it was real. Tom just publicly announced me as his girlfriend. The reality of it all sank in, and I couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions. Should I be happy or sad?

Elena's POV: Anna was the only one who has a boyfriend. Sharon stayed in short relationships with a few boys but they didn’t last long because of her tough schedule. Anna and I have been friends since preschool and we meet Sharon in high school when she transferred to our school from England.

It's just that they got divorced in the last three years. She looks plain, like a gardenia topped with raisins because she's trying so hard to look classy. I hate trying hard, I don't want to see those kinds of people. In short, I don't like Grishanna. There are so many on my hate list, he's adding more. And there were issues that Ej and I were together on the yacht. I didn't know that there was a paparazzi following us at that time, there were pictures of us kissing, well, only a kiss was caught.

Her answer was always the same: "I just follow Mr. Everhart to and from work. I have no idea about his personal life.” A man in his thirties without a girlfriend? Highly unlikely. But Seraphina wasn’t about to speculate. She found it odd that so many beautiful women in the office were interested in him. Other than his money, what was so appealing about a man who treated his girlfriend like she didn’t exist? In public, they might as well have been strangers. Leon Everhart was like a robot—cold and emotionless.

He decided to take matters into his own hands. One day after school, Edwin secretly followed me. When I ran toward the Sir like a butterfly, Edwin snapped a few photos. He posted them on the forum, but to protect Sir’s identity, he only released blurry side profile photos. Still, the Sir’s tall, straight figure and his aloof aura were enough to win over a lot of female fans. The post was titled: Rumors Debunked: Sophie’s Boyfriend is a Handsome Guy! His Net Worth is a Mystery, He is Definitely Not a Poor and Incompetent Man!

Donald whispered. Uncle? Anne's heart stopped. Hades looked at Donald with cold eyes. "You're causing a scene. Leave my fiancée alone.”

Curiosity came first — and with it, a quiet, surgical kind of fear. She typed her father’s name into a search bar. Not because she thought she’d find anything — Damian kept his life clean on paper — but because the itch of a secret begged to be scratched. She skimmed company websites, charity write-ups, conference photos. Normal. All normal. She looked up when she felt eyes on her. Eli stood in the doorway, hair damp from the shower, wearing the T-shirt she liked best on him. He looked, for all the world, like her boyfriend. But now she saw the tension in his jaw like a watermark — something only visible if you tilted the light just right.