Falling For His Hidden Marriage Little Wife Novels & Stories

Brandon's management team, the bodyguards, and that arrogant property manager were all instantly pinned to the ground, crying and wailing. Cassie watched the dark gun barrels aimed at her and finally broke down completely. She screamed at me hysterically, "Arthur! You can't do this to me! I'm your wife! I was wrong! I was really wrong! Make them let me go! Please! Don't you love me? You've sacrificed so much for me. You can't be this heartless!" However, the only response she got was the soldiers coldly pulling her arms behind her back and binding them tightly with restraints. Her precious designer dress was pulled out of shape. Her carefully styled hair hung in disheveled tangles, making he

Wade hurriedly patted his chest and assured Marianne, "Rest assured, Mrs. Miller. The day I marry Pris will be the day you become the owner of a jewelry shop." Marianne was delighted to hear Wade's guarantee. Her daughter, who was a divorcee, in exchange for a jewelry shop. What a bargain! All of a sudden, she caught sight of a clause on the divorce papers. Priscilla had just agreed to pay Frederick an alimony of ten million dollars. Marianne's expression darkened in disgust. "That son of a bitch got an alimony of ten million dollars?" Wade touched the bank card in his pocket guiltily and proceeded to fabricate lies.

He continues to be fascinated by the innocence of Elea who is not ashamed to admit her admiration for this house. Gabrielle only took Elea back to the poolside after Nun said that the food was ready. With a longing gaze, Gabrielle accompanied Elea to eat the fried noodles she wanted. Until finally Elea fell asleep in his arms because she was full after finishing all the food. Flash back Off "Elea, I will never let you out of this house because from tonight you officially become Mrs. Ma, the future wife of Gabrielle Shaquille Mal," Gabrielle said while kissing Elea's lips.

I inhale a deep breath closed my eye and looked at him to answer his question. "There's nothing. You must have misunderstood." I replied looking into his eye's that he wouldn't doubt me. He then wrapped his arms around my shoulder pulling me near his chest. "I knew it." He whispers near my ear making me die in guilt. "Game over. Now someone tell me this, how can I make my marriage manifest in the office and the media?" "Now if I say she is my wife, then everyone would ask that if she is my wife then why was she working as an employee in the office? Now you two give me some ideas what should I do?"

Even though his old and have a wife but still continue to have an affairs, clearly a cheating bastard who abuses his power and money. I hate that kind of guy.

" I know how much you love him and this is the only opportunity you have, If you utilize it well, You might be with him for the rest of your life " " Okayy, how do I utilize it? "I asked dragging the first word. " Maynard just aquired a new secretary, And through my undercover agents, I found out that he is so fond of the Secretary, Since we've been working towards having a business deal with them, You will be used to seal the deal, By getting married to him, It will start with dates, party nights, then you will look for something to hook him down with, Be it pregnancy or anything, And I'm sure you know what I'm talking about? "

She had fallen for him at first sight. At the urging of his grandfather, Mr. Howard Morgan, they went to the city hall and got married that same day. On their wedding night, he tossed her an agreement. "I have someone I love. I'm only marrying you because my grandfather pushed me into it. Take a look at this agreement, and if you're okay with it, sign it. We won't announce our marriage publicly. After three years, we'll divorce. I can't give you anything except money." He kept his word. For three years, he gave her his credit card to use freely, but never gave her an ounce of affection. Even when they had sex, his face remained cold.

“Because I saw the way she looks at you, the way you look at her, and I was scared, scared that everything we’ve built means nothing to you. Scared that you’ll let her and Leon destroy your family’s company just because you can’t let go of the past.” Before he can respond, my phone buzzes, it was Sam with a news link. I click it and my blood runs cold. The front page story says “Ivanov Industries CEO Seen with Mystery Woman Marriage in Jeopardy.” The cropped, edited photos are there, with captions claiming our marriage is over and I’m holding the company hostage with false claims. “Oh my God,” I whisper, dropping my phone on the desk.

The Face of a Little Girl Who Looks Like Me "Tell me about your wife. I will become your woman, but I refuse to be the third woman. I know the media gossip that you took the 'Screen Queen' as your secret lover, but she died seven years ago. I will never become your secret mistress. Even though I am not a woman from a billionaire background like you, I am not that cheap," Jennifer replied. Julian’s face registered shock, and he fell silent. Jennifer, growing annoyed, immediately spoke again.

The curtains, partially drawn, cast eerie shadows across the living room. Her instincts urged caution, but excitement propelled her forward. She headed to their bedroom, her mind rehearsing the words she had longed to say. “You’re going to be a father,” she whispered under her breath, tasting the words like a sweet secret. The moment she opened the door, her world came crashing down. There, tangled in the sheets of their matrimonial bed, was James, her husband, and Linet, the governor’s daughter. Their laughter, once a sound of comfort, now felt like shards of glass piercing her soul.