Drew Stoltz Wife Novels & Stories

I watch her eyes closed as he tosses her over his shoulder like a bag of potatoes. She’s been drugged. A knot releases. I never believed she wanted him but this confirms what I knew was true. God this entire situation is messing with my head. Why would I think my wife would prefer that sleezball to me? Daniel looks up at me with a quirk of a smile. I nod at him my lips pressing together. “So this proves he has her but did you get the plate of the new car?” I ask as his shoulders dip. “Jake do you even know how tricky it is to hack into each houses and flats door cam. Ther’re all on different systems and they aren’t focused on the road.” A frown pulls between my brows but before I can answer

I forced a smile on my face wanting to look like a polite and respectful wife to Jarrod's friend, “Sir, I really hate to bother you but you're Cameron Petals, my husband, Jarrod's best friend right?” His eyes settled on the ground and he let out a sigh, “No” The smile on my face disappeared and I quickly put a leg inside his house when I noticed he was about to close the door. “Sir, I know you're my husband's best friend. I.. don't know why you're denying it though but you must've heard Jarrod Smith talk about me, I'm his wife Bella and recently something really big happened and he wants to divorce-” “-Leave” he interupted giving me a stern look.

Birthdays, arguments, and the sound of her mother singing softly while cooking dinner late at night. The memories followed her all the way to the front door. Eventually, Selena pushed it open and stepped inside. Voices drifted faintly from the living room. Then she saw them. Sophia lounged comfortably across the sofa wearing silk loungewear with designer heels dangling carelessly from one foot. Beside her sat her husband, Ethan Carter, one arm stretched lazily along the back of the couch while the other scrolled through messages on his phone. The sight twisted something sharp inside Selena’s chest.

Sweat coated her upper lip. “I heard you have a daughter.” She wiggled her fingers, flashing a rock that made Dwayne Johnson look miniature. “Yes.” “Is it from your boyfriend when you are still married to Zander?” Elvie smiled. “Oh no, it was his.” Kristal halted and looked at Zander, waiting for him to dispute Elvie’s words. He looked at Elvie instead. Elvie rolled her eyes, laughing. “Of course it was his, it’s not like we didn’t fuck while he was seeing you, I was the wife back then and you were the mistress.”

Logan sat opposite Olive as he helped her take off her heels and massaged her foots for a little while. He was so focused on taking care of her that it made Olive bite her lower lip In Admiration. She didn't want to think that he was acting. His hands skillfully massaged her toes before he pulled out a box containing flats. He gently slide her feet into the flats. A few people were watching the popular business tycoon, Logan Smith, pampering his wife. They look so beautiful together that the spectators couldn't help but take pictures of them and film them too. Hashtags talked about how doting the CEO was towards his newly wedded wife, Olive Anderson.

Then finally, he lifted one hand slightly. The room slowly went into silence. Dreston looked across the reporters evenly before speaking. “For months now,” he began calmly, “there have been countless rumors surrounding my family, my personal life, and several people I care about deeply.” Silence settled across the room immediately. Dreston continued. “Normally, I ignore gossip. However, recent events have crossed beyond harmless speculation into public harassment.” Several reporters exchanged quick glances. “Particularly toward my wife.” The room visibly reacted to the word. “Wife.”

She dragged him out of the car and immediately sped away. She had to find Leon, and she couldn't wait another second. All she wanted right now was to see him, throw herself into his arms, and truly talk to Noel. Without wasting another moment, she called her assistant, Adam Shephard. "Find out where my husband is right now." Adam replied, "Isn't Mr. Welch here in the city?" Allison nearly burst out cursing. "I'm talking about my husband!" Adam was baffled. It wasn't until he checked that he realized Clarence wasn't Allison's husband at all.

“What?” “I reminded you this morning,” I said carefully. “I won’t be able to attend, I am so so sorry “ “ You don’t work , I do everything to make us comfortable, You got married to a millionaire, became a house wife and you can’t do the simple thing required of you ? ,” he yelled at me , Drew had a temper. “Drew please …It’s urgent , I have to go “ “Change of plans ! I will call your parents to inform them you can’t make it “

Winter reminded him in a serious tone. Whether in private or in public, she intended to make it clear that she was no longer involved with Joshua, even if their marital status hadn't been legally finalized. Across the lobby, the gossiping staff froze in shock. "D-Did you guys hear that? How did Mr. Hall address that lady? Mrs. Stroud?" "I-I did… but that can't be right! Mr. Stroud would never have a wife this… unimpressive. That makes no sense!" "No way! Absolutely no way! We must've misheard!"

I knew that what I did was to honour my wife to some extent, but also at the same time, I knew how much she loved being friends with Drew that I felt like I had hurt a part of her. But one thing I knew was that I wouldn’t hesitate to kill Drew if he ever tried to hurt my wife again. I wasn’t even doing her justice for keeping him alive. All he had was a broken hand and a few bruises that would heal over time. “Mat?” I heard a soft voice call out to me, and I saw Estelle as she stood up, with a cup in her hands. She was dressed in a sheer blue gown, that was a bit revealing, her blonde hair left in waves down her shoulders.