Novelas y relatos de Elizabeth Zharoff Husband

I looked straight into her eyes: “If I had achieved nothing today, would you still want me to come back?” She opened her mouth, her face fading inch by inch into ash. The answer was written in her silence. I pulled my hand back and walked through security without looking back once. Thereafter, news of the Elio family drifted to my feet like old newspaper: Elena’s marriage to Chase Chenoweth was a sham; he was photographed frequently entering Beverly Hills mansions, and when she returned home crying, she was advised to “endure” because the company relied on the Chenoweth family for financing.

Ezekiel chirped this time to defend his wife. "What do you mean by that? What games are you trying to play, huh?" Elizabeth was about to be furious. "Calm down. We are here to reason logically and that was why I invited your husband along because whatever it is that you two did was trash. Your daughter is not getting engaged to my son and you aren't becoming my family members. It's as simple as that and final." He said with a menacing tone. Cyril was less concerned because he was only interested in eating the meal that was already served on the table while he left his crazy wife to deal with whatever she has gotten her and her daughter into.

I asked impatiently. “Uhm, sir,” he stammered and cleared his throat. “ He recently joined the board as an investor who owns quite a good number of shares in our….” “I know that already, you moron,” I snapped, irritated. He lowered his head, then continued. “About some months ago, Leo came to the company together with Zane’s ex-wife, Zara Smith, and–” “What?” My blood ran cold. Zane’s ex-wife? That bitch who married my son for his fortune. I hadn’t really interacted with her while they planned their wedding, so I didn’t recognize her on time. I had no interest in my illegitimate son’s marital plans anyway.

She was 9 when the picture was taken. She'd followed Kaka to Russia for an important business trip and during their stay, they attended the biggest ballet festival there. “We took it in Russia.” she said, dropping the picture as her mind drifted to her children’s words and the quiet guilt settling deep in her bones. “At least, they love my dancing. Unlike you.” Zara teased bitterly. Elizabeth’s jaw tightened as he dropped her gaze, feeling guilty. Zara sighed, quickly trying to clear the air, “Nana is back. When do you plan to go back to your husband’s house?” She asked, helping her return the pictures into its album.

The men exchanged glances before grinning triumphantly and leaving the club. “Fucking bozos!” She mumbled in annoyance. Meanwhile at Mr. Hill’s penthouse, Lizzie was dressed in a big white long sleeved shirt. Her hair was packed in a bun and she looked out the window of the penthouse with a cup of coffee in her hands, the skyline was beautiful at night. The sound of the door opening called her attention, when she turned back she found Mr. Hill staring directly at her. She turned back at the window and asked Mr. Hill, “Mr. Hill, what are your thoughts on marriage?” She took a sip of her coffee as she waited for Mr. Hill’s response.

She reached Hazel and gave her a hug, saying, “Glad that my brother found his love. Glad you were made for him.” “I’m happy to have him, too.” Her soft voice made them smile. Zoya and Izhar also took their chance before Hazel went to Sanam and his friend — Iqrar and his wife. She learned that Iqrar and Rukh were Zoya’s mother-in-law and father-in-law. And she was definitely surprised to know that Zoya had married Izhar and they were married for five years. They also had four-year-old twins who looked exactly alike. It was hard to tell who was a boy and who was a girl until she saw their pink and blue t-shirts.

Tears freely flowed from her eyes. The door banged open. Revealing a shirtless man. He has long, dark purple hair, a sharp jaw, emerald eyes, and dark skin. Xia looked at him. She saw the man she longed to have in her life. This man is her husband. Ren Liu Wang is a great doctor and owner of first-class hospitals all over the country. The man is ten years her senior. Even though her attitude towards him was not favorable, the man continued to favor her.

hidden things happened between us but let keep that aside for now and beside he was in a relationship with this farm girl, Elizabeth my soon to be arch nemesis. Damon agreed to the wedding but a day it to it, here I am, with tears in my eyes. I summoned up courage and strength into Damon's mansion only to find out he was now married to Elizabeth. Damon had been smiling throughout, all through our wedding preparation not once did he smile at me, I was always the one trying to lighten up the mood.... Now can you pity me?

Gabriel’s arm rested possessively on her waist. Andrea’s hand sparkled with a ring that wasn’t just jewelry—it was a claim. The caption: Mr. and Mrs. Gabriel Reyes at Business Leaders Gala. “No,” Celina whispered, voice breaking. “No, this can’t be real...Is he cheating on me all the time?" She refreshed the page, desperate to find a mistake. Clicked another link. Another photo. Same couple. Same smiles. Same ease like they belonged to each other. Her fingers shook. Then a headline caught her eye: Power Married Couple: Gabriel and Andrea Reyes on Work-Life Balance.

He had his elbow on the table between us and his temple leaning against his index finger while his ice blue eyes stared into my soul. I turned red from coughing so much, ignoring the multiple eyes turning my way. My shaking hands finally reached for a glass of water, anything to clear my airway, and three minutes of prolonged suffering later, I was fine. After catching my breath, my brows pulled together and I raised my voice, "What?!" It was my first time meeting Art Wilson. In the big year of 2026, our families were arranging our marriage. It was pretty common for wealthy families to want to keep their wealth within their circle. My older sister was still married to the man my father had p