Drew Stoltz Wife の小説・ストーリー

“Drew, do you take May to be your lawfully wedded wife, to love and cherish her, through joy and sorrow, in sickness and in health, and to be faithful to her alone, as long as you both shall live?” I stood with slightly wobbling legs, staring deeply into Drew’s eyes while awaiting his answer but he looked so disturbed, with his eyes wandering left and right. I wondered what must have gone wrong with him in just a few hours of not communicating. “No! I can't take this cheap whore as my wife.” Drew thundered into the microphone in his hands. I died and resurrected in split seconds with a tear already drooping down my left cheek at the sound of those words. “Drew,” I called out silently to him,

"The Stewart family will earn at least 20 million dollars in profits from this deal. Come, everyone, a toast to Mr. Richard!" Today, Alicia, the second daughter of the Stewart family, signed a collaboration agreement with Southlake Corporation on behalf of her family. She did it with the help of her fiancé, Richard. Coincidentally, it was Marilyn's birthday banquet today. That was double the happiness. A captivating woman walked in just as they were having a good time. Beside her was a handsome man with soulful eyes. However, he wore ordinary clothes. "Grandma!" Willow called out. "This is Caspian Lynch, my husband. He brought you this fruit hamper. We wish you—"

"Then I think well, what if Drew doesn't find me attractive anymore? What if he doesn't feel the same way about me as before? What if he's looking at other women? It plays through my head all the time. I had no idea I was so damn shallow." Drew took her hand and pulled it to the fly of the slacks he wore. "Does this feel like I don't find you attractive anymore? Does this feel like I'm out looking for other women? You're my wife. The mother of my children. You know what kind of a relationship I grew up with, with Liam and my mom. I have a very healthy respect for it. If I've done something to make you think I'm not all in with you, please tell me."

“You say that every time you see her.” “Can’t blame her. She got her looks from her mom.” I turned in my seat. “Drew, are you saying I’ve got an ugly mug?” He gave a snort and shook his head. “You still have women in the office chasing your ass. So, no. Just saying Lila is beautiful.” I pointed my finger at him. “Hey, that’s my wife.” Lila rolled her eyes and swatted my arm before going over to Drew and giving him a hug.

It infuriated her! When he realized that she was angry, Darryl immediately approached her. He smiled bitterly and explained. “Debra, it’s not real. Sloan is not my wife. Zhu is talking nonsense.” Donoghue’s wife, Shentel, approached Darryl slowly. She frowned and said, “You’re Darryl, right? How can you be so shameless? How can Sloan, the Warrior Goddess, be your wife?” Shentel just finished her question when Zhu Bajie approached her with a smile. He sized her up and said, “Pretty lady, you’re so gorgeous. I can’t believe there are so many beauties here today. It’s really a feast for my eyes!”

I tapped it open. There were photos of her and Luca’s stamped, signed marriage certificate and shots of their hands intertwined, the Vitali family crest glinting on a ring on her finger. They had already married, and I had become the other woman..... I was in excruciating pain. But it was also good this way. My leaving would give them exactly what they wanted. I knew Luca better than anyone. He’d never let her post this, not if he wanted to keep it from me. She was rubbing it in my face, plain and simple.

After a moment of reflection, he shifted his gaze back to Ava and said "We're done, get out" "Huh?" Ava asked in shock "I know you've been cheating Ava, and I know with whom. Your little boy toy in the city. You used Daddy's connection to get him that job at Silver Media Tech, didn’t you?” Ava’s eyes widened in shock as he spoke, and then blurted in annoyance “Have you been stalking me?!” “Get out! The marriage is off" Harper scowled, furrowing his brows at her Ava was torn between denying the cheating accusation or threatening Harper, surprised at how he found out

Months passed, and Drea found herself gradually adapting to her new role as Sorin's wife. Their initial awkwardness had given way to a comfortable rhythm, punctuated by moments of unexpected camaraderie and growing affection. One afternoon, Drea received an invitation to attend a charity gala hosted by Sorin's company. It was a lavish affair held in a prestigious hotel ballroom, filled with influential figures from the business world and beyond. Drea, dressed in an elegant gown chosen by Sorin himself, felt a sense of pride as she walked alongside him, their arms linked in a display of unity.

“You're lucky, ma'am. It seems like Sir. Gabriel loves you so much, unlike my ex-husband who cheated on me!" Celina’s throat closed up. She blinked rapidly, fighting the rising tide of panic and disbelief. “Yes. That’s… right.” She forced a nod, swallowing hard. “We’ve been married. W-We are doing great." Marissa gave an understanding nod and smiled warmly. “He’s so proud of you. I always thought you two made a great couple. It’s nice to finally put a face to the name.” Celina’s knees felt weak. A cold wave washed over her as Marissa’s words settled into her like icy needles. The man she had been sharing stolen moments with—the man who whispered sweet promises and touched her like she was th

He wrapped an arm securely around my waist, my hand in his other hand, and he effortlessly carried Zoe. “She is Olivia Barnett Sterling. She is my wife.” He announced to everyone in attendance. The announcement shocked me. Even the way he did it. It was as if he did not have a corporate brand to protect. “Josh.” I chastised just before someone asked. “What about Daisy Cobbs? Isn’t she your fiancée for ten years?” Someone from the crowd asked, and I was surprised when she extricated herself from her group, so all eyes went to her. Something in me froze when I recognized her as one of Daisy Cobbs’s friends. Margot Foster.