Esposa Del Fantasma Novels & Stories

"You're the one who wrote... the whistleblower report?" There was a short pause on the other end of the line. "So what if it was me. Do you think you're still the Captain Lawson that everyone respects? You're now just a criminal who will soon be going to prison! I'll be honest with you, Felix. I've had enough of the indifferent look you have on your face all the time! I don't want to be married to a criminal for the rest of my life! Your life is over!" She hung up.

Chris snapped angrily. "He is my husband." Kanaya reiterated her words. Linda tried to remember the man who claimed to be Kanaya's husband at the restaurant. The man was handsome and looked rich, but was he really Lucas Arkano Dinov? Linda immediately searched for Lucas on social media. "You're lying! Lucas is engaged to a famous model and I*******m celebrity named Miranda. You're nothing compared to Miranda," Linda explained harshly. The reunion turned into a heated debate. "Enough! Kanaya, if what you say is true, do you have any proof that Chris often visits brothels?" asked Salina, her face swollen from crying.

How on earth did Maria get involved with such a thug? “We don't have to fight,” I said, my bravado not matching the turmoil within. “She is Maria de la Fonte. My wife. Her family is prominent here, and she's been missing for six years.” He chuckled. “Julian, really? Maria de la Fonte? Your wife died in a car crash.” He pointed at her. “That woman over there is Catrina Lombardi. And she belongs to me.” He puffed a cigarette and threw it away.

So where had this woman—claiming she was my wife—fallen from, right into the center of our company? --- “Can you calm down now?” I asked the woman. Her crying had taken me off guard at first, but now she was fraying my nerves. “If you’re Darian Freeman, then who was my husband?” she demanded. Her hazel eyes, reddened from crying, looked almost green. The whites were bloodshot; her makeup had streaked down her face in dark tracks. “I don’t understand you,” I said, impatient. “I was married to Darian Freeman. To the bastard who owns this company!”

But they couldn't get any information related to my wife. "Mister Adiente has a fiancee but her name is not Hershey but Lilienne Riellecross Montefalco.. Her hair is different and her accent. She looks foreign. And she says she is from a province. In a European country." explained by the spy I ordered. I nodded. I can't be wrong. She is my wife. Annoyed, I turned to the window and let it go. I was walking in the park with our pet Chammy. When it quickly slipped away from me.

The picture was sent by Esperanza and right after he had seen it, she started calling. He didn’t want to answer at first but he was shocked with what he saw that he didn’t know when he answered the call. Esperanza’s voice drifted from the phone, “did you see it? I was shocked when I saw it too and I knew you wouldn’t believe me so I took a picture. From my research, Sean, Frank was her childhood sweetheart, I think that despite of everything he did to her, she just couldn’t let him go and from the looks of it, I think he just apologized to her and she accepted. I don’t know Sean, I can’t tell what is going on between them but I know one thing, I don’t want you to be hurt and I will certainly

She shrugged her head before answering. "Not yours but ours. This is our home and will always remain ours," A content smile formed on his lips. Eliminating the distance between their faces, he captured her lips into his. "Always going to be ours," he cooed and she embraced him back while their lips devoured each other, losing themselves into one another but the thing they didn't know was that that losing was going to make them lose their everything very soon. ....... "Yes, that spy is sure that the woman he saw that night with your cousin, Zale Alcazar, was Celia Reyes, Mr Alcazar,"...

She is doubting their relationship. “a wife? I guess…” Caspian added, he pulls his wife next to her as he placed his arms around her shoulder, “if you are jealous, you can admit it to her and I am ready to give all my attention to only you,” he whispered to her husband. “I am sorry, Ms. Sandoval. I didn’t know that my wife will get jealous, you can leave now,” he calmly stated to Mara. “What?? I thought… she… does that mean you lied to me and she’s really your wife?” Mara is all ears to what he is about to respond to her but he nodded at her.

"You have a lot of nerve showing up here, Pendleton," the menacing ghost woman glared her pale white eyes at the old man. The angry spirit doesn't look white as a ghost; her skin is dark, and her eyes are pale. You can't see pupils. She spread her menacing ghost powers to frighten the old lord. Pendleton took a step back. His face was pale as the white dress of this angry ghost. If I'm right, this angry spirit is none other than Count Everlot's daughter and this man's wife, Viola.

Erica said with a chuckle and Sia didn't get any of it "Alright let me make the introductions...I'm Erica Romero...your Emiliano's best friend's wife"Erica said with a wink and Sia still didn't know the lady. She knew of angelo who was Emiliano's best friend and he wasn't married so who was this friend of emiliano she didn't know about "Nice to meet you"sia faked a smile and Erica smirked "Don't worry about Emiliano...He's with Armando my husband...some business related talks is going on so let's enjoy"she said dramatically and raised her glass in the air but still sia was lost even when the lady said her husband's name she didn't get it