Esmeralda Upton Husband Novels & Stories

She spoke in a whisper staring at her. "Sorry...you said something?" Elle asked not able to understand what she was saying. "No nothing dear, so tell me what do you want to know?" Elle looked back into her eyes, impressed by how she was coming straight to business. "It depends on what you want to tell me ...after all you have called me here " Veronica smiled trying to hide the distaste of not liking her answer to the question she asked. "See Elle your husband is on the verge of bankruptcy and very soon all his properties will be confiscated.

" The nurse replied, with a pitiful tone. The words sliced through her chest. Yulia’s sob escaped before she could stop it. She bent closer, desperately trying to make him see, to make him remember her. "Please, Franklin, it’s me. Look at me! I’ve been here through everything with you, we had a child, our little Jewel, she'd died in a plane crash two years ago and...and.... You’re my husband, I’m your wife!" The door opened at that exact moment. Delilah swept in with the doctor at her side, her heels echoing like a death knell across the sterile floor.

One of them pointed toward Derek and Olivia, a wistful look on her face. “Look at them,” she whispered to her colleague. “They are such an enviable couple. The wife is one month pregnant, and the husband is so sweet. He always comes with her for her checkups. He hasn’t missed a single appointment for the past month.” “Yeah. If you saw how happy he was the day his wife's test results were brought out, you would think someone plucked a planet and handed it to him on a silver platter. He was so happy that he promised to buy her a car immediately. I was so jealous.”

At that moment, we did not even have enough money for the surgery, yet he was thinking of using the life-saving funds to treat strangers and build connections. “Give me that money!” I reached for his pocket. “Back off! Learn some manners!” Max flew into a rage and slapped me. He straightened his wrinkled collar and put on a helpless expression as he sighed to the onlookers. “I’m sorry you all had to see that. My wife isn’t quite right in the head. She gets triggered easily. “She acts crazy at home all the time. I put up with it every single day. Honestly, what did I do to deserve this?”

Unfortunately, he had no other choice but to fight on. At the same time, Diana called Mr. Adams. "Hey, Uncle! Did you see the news today? Sigh. I honestly could not have imagined that! To think Hilda married Nathan Clemon! What a surprise! I think she is ashamed of you, Uncle. It looks like she wants to cut ties with you!" On the other side of the phone, Mr. Adams jumped up in anger. He could never have imagined that Hilda's old, ugly, and wealthy husband would turn out to be Nathan Clemon!

It wasn't until dawn that the locked door was pushed open. My husband, Theodore Cloud, pulled me into his arms. As he leaned closer, a whiff of faint floral perfume drifted to my nose. "Izzy, I only ended up sleeping in her room because I really couldn't shake her off. But don't worry. No matter what happens between her and me, you will always be my one and only wife," Theodore said, as if explaining himself to me while trying to salvage his dignity.

My husband is famous. She thought and sighed... "Well, yes. Samson Bill is my husband." Emmylen gasped. "I am Hezron Bill... she's my sister-in-law." "Mordret..." Mordret said because he felt like everyone was introducing themselves so why can't he. Alicia stared at him for a while only to utter. "Actually, he's Edgar. He just doesn't know it." Modret's head instantly snapped to Alicia as he asked; "who's Edgar?"

Jeremy, Jonathan, and James were enjoying dinner with the television broadcasting Caraline and Diego's wedding preparations. "This is one hell of a wedding," Jonathan said, his gaze not leaving the television, which was now showing the wedding decorations. "You're right, Jonathan," Jeremy replied, "I hear Henry Hulbert will be attending the wedding." "So what happened to... Deric?" asked James suddenly, "isn't he still Caraline's husband?" Jeremy chuckled. "Looks like she's starting to realize who the flawed man she married a few months ago is. I'd wager that by now she's kicked that cripple Deric out. Of course, anyone would choose Diego over that useless man."

Instead, he said five words that shattered everything she thought she knew. "Daniel Hart isn't your husband." The call disconnected. And for the first time since this nightmare began, Emma realized the truth might be far worse than betrayal. Because if Daniel wasn't really her husband... Then who had she been married to for the last seven years?

I reached for it, but Evelyn grabbed it first. Seeing how much I was bleeding, a bridesmaid tried to intervene. "Don't make this into a murder." Evelyn shoved her away. "Murder? The Stone Group is rich. They can buy several lives like hers." She grabbed my chin, her nails digging into my skin until sweat broke across my face. "Even his wife couldn't beat me. And you still dream of getting into his bed?" I froze. "You know his wife?" Evelyn's face lit with smug satisfaction. "She's a useless, plain housewife. She ran off abroad in shame."