Edgar And His Destined Wife 소설 & 이야기

“Chasing you out of this marriage, my intention actually. I never want you and I'll never want you. If you keep hoping for something that's never going to happen, I'm afraid you'll get old before you realize that you're never my type. I don't even know what my father was thinking when he chose you, a college student... Oh, dear. My reputation is really about to crumble because of you.” “I don't care about what you're going to do but I'll give anything just to ease my midterm in school and he's the only one that can help me. You don't want me to go to the public library, fine. But I won't leave my best friend for you. And the fact that you don't want me now doesn't mean you'd never want me. I

After that, without any hesitation, Ansel confidently announced to the crowd: "Dear all, this is Erica. The woman I love and want to marry as my wife, please wish us happiness." The crowd immediately erupted with lively reactions. Most of them were skeptical and began whispering to each other, asking if Ansel was joking. Others scrutinized and discussed Erica, criticizing her as plain and unworthy of Ansel's love. Desi's father's face turned red with anger, and Desi herself was boiling, preparing to confront Ansel in front of everyone. Kevin, who recognized what Desi was about to do, tried to intervene and stop her. He grabbed Desi's hand before she could head toward Ansel.

“Those two years when your legs were paralyzed—yes, I wasn’t by your side. But why? Because I was out finding a cure for you! “I went into the hottest deserts, battling sandstorms and blistering heat to find the plants needed for extracting those medicinal compounds. My team and I were nearly swallowed by quicksand. We faced storms that almost killed us. But I never backed down because I wanted you healed. I wanted the research to succeed more than anyone else. “And what about you? While I was risking my life for you, what were you up to? You were sleeping with my cousin. You hid it from me for two years! And you even used ‘business trips’ as an excuse to marry her in America!

Countless people tried to become her new potential match. She ignored all of them, except for Theodore. He didn't care about her money. He wasn't the least intimidated by her status. All he wanted was to be her legitimate partner. That was the most natural thing in the world when one was in love. There was just one problem—Penelope was married.

"Your cooking is awful. My fiancée is like a professional chef. Cooking is her thing." Edward called me his fiancée. What a joke. Juliet looked more like his wife than I ever did. In all our years together, he never once cooked for me. I stood up and stepped away from him. "I don't have time for this. I'm leaving." He grabbed my wrist, his face tight, and said, "Can you stop making a scene?" "Am I?" I gave a cold laugh. "Edward, you got her pregnant, and you two are living together. Do you still want me to act as your fiancée?"

Ethan shot Juliet a look full of disgust, slung an arm around my shoulders, and pulled me away without a backward glance. I glanced over my shoulder and saw her standing there, utterly lost. The moment our eyes met, her lips parted as if she wanted to speak, but no sound came out. "What are you looking at?" I lowered my gaze and asked softly, "So, she really was my wife?" Ethan corrected me, "Ex-wife. And you don't need to remember her. Forgetting her is the best thing that's ever happened to you. She's not worth a single second of your thoughts."

I wrap my arm around Edgar as he huffs and puffs. “I’m sorry,” he admits to Ora and Benson. “I just.” he breathes deeply and closes his eyes. “I just never got a chance to be a dad and once she is marked. I will never get the chance.”, he says sadly. I see Ora and Benson looking at one another. Their bond shouldn’t be put off because of Edgar. “Do you want our daughter to be happy?” I asked him. “More than anything.” “Can you imagine how angry she will be at you if you stop her from bonding with her fated mate?”

"Mr. Sterling, your wife has a gift. It would be a crime to keep it hidden." Adrian's hand closes around my elbow. "She is not interested." I feel his fingers dig into my skin. In my past life, I would have let him lead me away. I would have smiled, apologized, made myself small. I gently pull my arm free. "I will consider your offer, Mr. Hughes. Thank you." Adrian stares at me. I do not see his eyes. I walk toward the restroom, my heart pounding, my hands trembling. Behind me, I hear Victor Hughes say, "You have a remarkable wife, Mr. Sterling. Do not let her forget it."

Because for the first time since this marriage began— Xavier Cortez sounds emotionally attached to his wife.

Selena stepped forward slowly before lowering her gaze toward the agreement resting on the glass table. Adrian Kingston. Even the name itself felt dangerous somehow. Her fingers tightened slightly around the pen Vanessa had placed in front of her. Marriage. To a man she had never met, a man powerful enough to erase every problem destroying her life with a single signature. For one brief moment, hesitation tightened painfully inside her chest. Then she pictured her mother alone inside that hospital room. And the hesitation shattered. Before her heart could stop her, Selena lowered the pen and signed her name across the paper. The ink moved steadily beneath her hand, sealing away the final fra