Novel & Cerita Ethnicity Bill Bellamy Wife

he whined. Liam snickered. "I know. Just wanted to know what you'd say." he winked at Ethan. Ethan giggled. Janette couldn't help smiling as she watched them. "Oh what do we have here? If it isn't Janette, the barren divorced wife," Janette froze as she turned, her eyes widening at who she saw. It's been six years but she still recognized the bitchy lady that ruined her marriage. Bella.

"You've been thinking you're someone special because I allowed you to marry my son, right?" "Mom..." Ethan tried to speak, but the woman waved him away. "I don't understand what you mean, ma. We are married, and I..." "You are not married until you give me a grandchild," the woman interrupted. "I am working towards that, ma. It's just a matter of time," Mara said. "Time? Do you know why Dilraba is here? I sent her here to marry Ethan. She's the wife I want for my son, not a barren street gangster like you, so get lost" she spat.

I don't care how you want to get back my stuff but get to that territory to get back my stuffs here" I walk back into the house in anger . My phone rang . " Mike" " Yes, I found Richard, he no more stays where he lives before and currently he is the heir of the BOW family right now and from what I gathered he is the biological son of the BOW and he is the one currently in control. "He is BOW heir? I call you back. I hanged . " Meaning he might have taken away my wife, maybe he pulled the trick of that letter on me, Sharon is an innocent girl she wouldn't pull a fast one on me.

she is just your daughter in law just daughter in law nor my wife so we have to go just choose a daughter in law for you bcoz I am not accepting her as my wife and it's clear mom" He saying not in so calm voice She thing for while and speak in mind "soon you love her son it's surprise for my son but I not telling you! You have to find out in your own and I know you love her alot. And she speak up while brushing her hair "okay as you think now go and get ready I don't want to be late" He speak up "okay then you want her to suffer than I don't have problems" and left from there angrily

"I'm sorry, sir. It was straightforward once I looked." I look at the name. Emma Bellamy Carson. She hyphenated it. Bellamy Carson. And she named the company after the first half of herself. The half that came before me. The half that existed before an arranged marriage and a fourteen month plan and a guest room phone and a divorce served over coffee. Bellamy. Her surname. The one I never once, in fourteen months of shared space and shared last name and four-second hands on her back at events, thought about the weight of her setting aside.

"Don't be scared. I won't confront anyone neither will I do anything that you don't want. I give you my word." She watched me for a while and I figured out she was contemplating on whether to believe me. Finally she spoke up, "It's my husband who did this." So she was married, I thought and for some reason I felt a prick. "He will always beat me up." She slowly began to narrate everything that happened to her and how she ended up with him. "What's your husband's name?" “Kian Lawley— I was shocked which wasn't expected, I had heard a lot about him but never have I thought he would be someone who tortures his wife and makes out with her best friend.

Bianca was going through the department's group chat when she saw a picture of Bellamy and Cole in a ship. “ Why the fuck is she with him?!" She said in anger. It was posted by Arleta two days ago. She hasn't had much time to come online since her parents were preparing her for another arranged marriage since it didn't work out with Cole.

"I accepted Ulrich. We mated. It is messy. But then I accepted Bellamy and-" "Bellamy Johanness? You mean the heir of Desert Sun? That Bellamy?" I swallowed. Okay. It was now confirmed that I hadn't told her. Or that it slipped both of our minds. Regardless, she sounded shocked and not in the most pleasant way. "Yeah. I meant to tell you but shit got intense and stuff went wrong. I am still reeling-" There was a loud squeal on the other side of the phone. A groan came from Dargan.

I replied, refusing to look at him. "I know him because I am the version of him that wasn't polished by a boarding school and a trust fund," Silas replied. "I am the truth of the Thorne bloodline. We are predators, Elara. The only difference is that Alaric pretends he is a gentleman. I embrace the hunt." I stepped away from him, my skin crawling. "I am not a prize to be hunted." "No," Silas agreed, his voice trailing after me. "You're a player. And players always eventually switch sides when the odds shift."

from my blurred vision, I stared at Bella faintly. “He is off to his mother's office for some business talk as usual,” I muttered, my eyes closing, acting to the effects of the alcohol. Bella exhaled softly. “If he spent more time with you, you probably would have been pregnant by now, and his mother will take a break from haunting you.” I smiled inwardly at Bella's words; if only she knew, if only they all knew, if only the whole world knew that Ethan, my husband, was gay, and he married me to keep his real sexuality hidden.