Novel & Cerita Don Little Wife

The other — gray-faced, broken. She didn't recognize me. Why would she? I barely recognized myself. A man's voice drifted through the phone. Low. Familiar. "You know I can't resist you." She giggled. "If your wife heard that, she'd file for divorce again." "Let her. I always bring her back. She can't leave me." The elevator's air conditioning bit into my skin, but I felt like I was choking. She lowered her voice, teasing. "Are you trying to make me jealous? Careful, or I'll walk into your office and announce to everyone that Don Vito Hart is cheating on his wife. With his old mistress."

Adonis who noticed he was talking about Vian nodded and smiled alongside him as he took out the picture from the desk and held it in his hand. “She’s my wife, an irreplaceable woman.” He confessed as he stared at her face and caressed her cheek with his thumb before putting it back under the glass cover. Jeremy tilted his head a bit and chuckled. “I would not expect a man as young as yourself to sit in this position and have a beautiful wife waiting for you at home as well. You truly are lucky, boss. I wish I have even half of your luck.” Upon hearing this statement Adonis lifted up his head a bit and shook his head. The smile disappeared from his face as he switched back to his working mode

“Of course I can, I can do that! I tried to talk to the people who were there but they avoided talking about it, including the little women who accompanied the wine. “Don’t you remember anything else?” “I heard she gave another name in the club. I also heard that she married a migrant worker, her life has been lost. That’s it. ” “Really? If it’s like that, I just think that the talented girl of the past, today is just bullshit,” said Donnovan laughing. “Well, I think you knew more than you expected!” Finally, the woman smiled again. Donnovan was happy with the information she had for him and that was all she could ask for at that moment.

The acid burns as I try to force it back down, but this only makes my eyes well up with tears even more. And then it hits me. My Husband and my Bestfriend cheated on me. I try to compose myself, but it didn't do me good. My legs are a bit wobbly beneath me, and I'm in a state of shock. I can't think straight. "I already talked to the babysitter named Dalia. She said that Mr. Fernan and Ms. Jamie live in the rest house this morning in a hurry. And we need to investigate more." I feel a light pat on my shoulder. It's SPO1 Buenaventura. He's trying to calm me down. "I'm sorry."

"I don't care if she is your real daughter or not! The only thing I care about is that she is my wife now and anyone of you don't get a fuc*** right to slap her let alone touch even a single hair of hers!" Mrs Hamilton looked shocked. Her head moving in a no as she approaches him. "Listen to me Son... please sit down!! At least hear-' "I will no longer sit down and get your respect when you dare to disrespect my wife!! Listen good Mrs Hamilton because I hate to repeat myself....her name is Elle Lockwood now and before you go around hitting my wife in my house in front of my staff....just remembered what I can do to your company with just a flick of my finger."

Damon admitted and Leon was happy he was thinking good of his wife. He went ahead to spin the bottle and it landed on the nanny and Damon. "Sir, no offense but I dare you to tell us three things you love about your wife" She said and Nicole's heart skipped again... * *

The mischievous grin and raised eyebrow made me blush "Who-who t-told you" I looked away to hide my red cheeks face "Aldonis is a real blabber mouth you know " She giggled at my reaction. I groaned hiding my face in my palms "It's not a bad thing to have feelings for your husband" She stressed the 'your husband' "That's the thing I don't know if I have feelings for him mrs juli. He's complicated and difficult. And he was under the influence. It didn't mean anything"

He didn't want to. “All these years, you didn't bother to tell me that your husband's info is only a search away from the internet." Bonnie beamed at whatever information she was seeing on the screen. "Ex-husband," Belle corrected. "Yeah, right. Geez. This is a lot to take in. My head won't stop calculating this guy's net worth." Everyone's talking about Nikolai's net worth, which annoys her already. "Yeah, they own an airline. Big deal."

Lyla's POV I stare at the man in front of me. “Impossible.” The words slipped past my lips with certainty, yet my eyes could not be failing me. “Lyla Russo,” he chucked darkly. “Or should I say,” his smile stretched wider, “Donovan?” My legs gave out under me and I crumbled to the floor. “How?” “Let's not think about that,” Christian Donovan laughed. “Let's talk about us, my dearest wife.”

For a brief second, the two exchanged a glance, which only fueled Sebastian’s rage. “No. You are Cassandra! There’s no way that man isn’t with you! I know you’re trying to deceive me!” His shout rang harshly, filled with fury. He wanted nothing more than to pull her to his side. Though Cassandra now seemed different—colder, Sebastian knew in his heart she was the same woman. “She is Sandra, not Cassandra. My wife.” Dylan’s voice as he explained was unbearably irritating to him. He hadn’t expected to hear that. For a second, it felt as though his heartbeat had stopped, and he could no longer control himself. He lunged forward, grabbing Dylan by the collar.