Esposa Del Fantasma の小説・ストーリー

The Devil had brought a wife. We hadn't even made it past the first marble column when the air changed. A woman cut through the crowd like a blade. She was tall, lethal, gorgeous in a backless black dress that showed off toned arms and the faint scar along her collarbone. Dark hair tumbled down her back, red lips curved in a smile that promised pain. Raquel Vargas. My ex-fiancée. The one I'd left standing at the altar two months ago after a misunderstanding that she clearly wasn't aware of.

As they entered the ballroom together, the whispers began almost immediately. “Isn’t that Celine Santos?” one woman murmured behind a gold fan, her gaze fixed on the pair. “Yes, the president’s daughter,” her companion replied, her tone intrigued. “But do you know who’s with her? That’s Caleb Alcantara. Her ex-husband.” “Ex-husband?” “They were married years ago. It didn’t last long—rumor has it he treated her terribly back then.”

Nash responded on my behalf, “He and I are bestfriend’s, if he was in the city, I would know. So there is no need for you to wonder ma'am.” “Still abroad?” Her husband raised a brow like he wasn't buying it, “From what we learned, Anaya was their princess and he would never miss any event that she was hosting. But that hasn't been the case for the past three years, so could it be that the rumour is true?” “What rumour?” Nash asked, still keeping a soft tone because to him, upsetting an investor was always out of the question. “That the Callahans have washed their hands of the relationship. That she's on her own and Whitmore group is her only hope.” His wife responded.

My stomach did a little flip. Victor West: I just checked and I'm surprised by this. My brows furrowed. "What's that?" I typed back, a little confused. Victor: Is it true that you're Caspian's wife? I froze. My fingers hovered over the screen. There was a pause—just a second too long—and then I replied. Me: Yes, I am. He wasn't expecting me to deny it, was he? His response came fast. Victor: Nice! Gosh. You used to be so pretty and cute back then. Now, look at you, all beautiful and married to the big rich Caspian Wright.

Anna stood slightly behind him, every instinct screaming to hide—but he reached for her hand again, pulled her beside him, and whispered just loud enough for her to hear. “Stand tall, kitten.” She nodded faintly. A reporter stood. “Mr. Esposito. Is it true? Are you married?” Sandro’s lips curled faintly. “I don’t make a habit of confirming rumors, but this one… yes. I am.” Gasps. Scribbles. Camera shutters clicked frantically. “To her?” Another reporter pointed at Anna. “Yes,” Sandro replied. “This is my wife. Marianna Esposito. Formerly Marianna Romano.”

Playlist~ Lady Gaga - I'll Never Love Again Fernando's POV "The answer is no, my wife and I are not divorce, we're still together. I don't know where this rumor is coming from but the only truth that is coming from no other person than me is that my marriage with Micaela Alvarado, my newly wedded wife is still very intact. Do not believe everything you see on the internet". I hope my answer is enough to clear the divorce rumor that has gone viral on TV and the Internet.

The man fell to the ground as did the woman. She also felt that the place where she was standing was cracking. And, a strong wave of wind brought her to a bedroom which defined old-Spanish style. The woman called the guy...Estefan. The guy strangles the woman whom he called Leticia. Then, the woman lost consciousness.

“She looks different—almost… fragile. Nothing like the woman we know.” “Precisely,” I said. “What you’re looking at is a photograph of Yasmin Lee Estrada, the only daughter of a struggling restaurant couple in Hawaii. But she wasn’t just any girl—she was the wife of Cole Martinez.” A stunned silence fell over the room. Mr. Delgado sat up straighter. “Wait, wait, wait—Cole Martinez? The billionaire from Hawaii? He was married?” I nodded. “Exactly. And you won’t find any public records of it because the Martinez family never announced it. She was hidden from the world. The only evidence of her existence is that photo you’re holding. A rare mistake.”

“Something fishy is going on.” The woman's cries filled the whole area, and she gripped the railing. “You are all bad people. My husband went missing the moment that new CEO arrived. Wherever she is, you must tell her that she won't get away with killing my husband! Once I turn into a ghost, I'll haunt her forever!” Confusion flashed in Isla's eyes. She stepped close to Heidi and whispered, “This is strange. She doesn't seem to know that you're the new CEO.”