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He ran a quick background check on Emiliana. "Name Emiliana Henry, daughter of the popular Lexis group of companies. Ok now I know why they feel they can have their way with anything" "Dominic? Continue with the properties, I am listening". "OK. Emiliana is a 27-year-old young lady who's still single and not ready to marry. She looks younger than I do, signs of a witch"Dominic looked over to see Valentino's eyes fixed on him." Sorry sir. According to her last interview, she mentioned her dream husband was somewhere waiting for her and that soon she would be a married woman. Wow, she's got a controlling spirit." Dominic eyed Valentino and saw that he was so not interested in those parts, he h

He even asked questions, nodding solemnly at her answers. No one watching would think they’d met only once. Lena should have been happy for her daughter. She was. So why did she feel like the ground was shifting under her feet? When another mother sidled up beside her, whispering, “Is that your husband?” Lena’s chest tightened. “Ex,” she replied quickly. The woman’s eyes widened in interest. “Well, if you ever change your mind, I think half the women here would volunteer to be his next wife.” Lena forced a thin smile and turned back toward Eliana and Dominic, ignoring the flare of irritation she couldn’t quite explain.

The question came from the priest. "Yes, I'm willing." Khalid replied. His mother, Marianne, smiled with joy in her heart. It felt like a blessing seeing his son marrying the best woman she chose for him. "Jemima, are you willing to take Khalid Greyson as your husband?" Tears lingered in her eyes, but she blinked it away. Her gaze found her mother who was smiling and she gulped with a no choice expression. "Yes...I'm willing." She replied. "Now, I pronounce you as husband and wife, you may kiss your bride."

I scoffed, before flashing the screen in his face, "look at that, it's a text from Dawson, my boyfriend." He stared at the screen for a bit, reading my text *What's the update? Are you calling it off?* I shoved my phone back into my purse and put a blank check in front of him, "name your price Wilson, we can get in this marriage and carry on with our respective lives, you will be my husband on paper and paper only."

"So how do you like party so far?" "Pretty good, and specially love the tenders you grilled." Emilia let out a soft laugh, as she massaged a thick layer of sunscreen on her arms. "Oh darling, it wasn't me, it was Nathan, Zach and Roberto." My eyes scrunched at the last name and she instantly mumbled Zachariah's dad. "Hold on! The infamous Roberto Diaz is your husband?!" Flora screeched almost too loudly, making her laugh yet once again. "Yeah the poor wife of his is me."

The SAME husband who’d told her he was swamped with work and hadn’t been home for two days was now standing in front of her, demanding to know why she was here? Emily calmly set down her utensils, dabbed the corner of her mouth with her napkin, and glanced at him—and at the woman standing behind him... Amelia. Amelia’s right hand was wrapped in thick bandages, crossing over her palm. “I’m having dinner with a colleague,” Emily said without getting up, her tone cool and unhurried. “This is Theo, my colleague.” Then she turned to Theo. “This is my husband, Aaron.” Theo stood and offered his hand politely. “We’ve met.”

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They weren’t going to feed into their game. “I’m here with my wife, Emma,” Ethan said, turning slightly to face her. The media cameras flashed as he spoke her name. “Together, we’re stronger than any rumors or false accusations. We’ve built our lives together, and nothing or no one will tear us apart.” The reporters erupted with questions, demanding answers, pushing for details. But Ethan’s gaze remained steady, his voice firm. “I won’t engage in speculation. What I will do is tell you the truth. The only truth. Emma and I are here, and we’re committed to each other, our family, and our future.”

"Yes, my husband the prince has some issues with the king and queen, his parents. Because of my sterility and we also wanted privacy, so we moved out of the palace." "Oh, I'm so sorry, I should bever have asked." I apologized for being nosy. "It's okay, he still loves me anyway," Emelia pointed to a picture frame with a man's picture in it, he had black hair and ocean blue eyes, he was dressed in a green suit which looked smart on his masculine body, he was handsome. His face looked familiar but I'm pretty sure I have never met a prince in my life. "Oh okay," I said to Emelia who looked dreamily at the man's picture.

Her fingers stuck in mid-air as she stared down at the picture of a familiar couple. "Isn't that Aurelia Jones? Your ex-husband's fiancee?" Emilia asked as her eyes slightly widened while glancing at the beautiful woman. When she didn't hear any response from Anthea, she quietly glanced in her direction, only to find her expression completely blank as she stared at the picture. "Yes." She responded dryly, pretending to be unfazed. Emilia bit her lips while staring at the picture. A disgusted expression took over her face just by looking at the couple.