Fernando Alonso Wife Novels & Stories

Fernando stood up angrily, poured himself a glass of alcohol, and stared into the void, shaking his head as if trying to rid it of his thoughts. "It’s her, isn’t it? Tell me the truth." "What are you talking about, Virginia?" "It’s that woman! Don’t think I didn’t figure out that the woman who showed up on our wedding day was Helen Reynolds—the one who left you at the altar. Don’t think it didn’t hurt to find out how you chased after her behind my back." "Are you going to throw that in my face again? That was revenge!" Fernando growled, enraged.

I glanced at Alexander, who didn't seem fazed by being recognized. "It's lovely to see you again," the woman continued, her smile widening. "Last year, you came in with that brunette, if I remember correctly. You requested our most revealing pieces. Very exposing, very bold. The sheer collection with the cutouts?" She turned to me, her expression brightening. "Would you like similar pieces for this new lady?" The words hit me like ice water. Alexander's jaw tightened. "She's my wife." The woman's smile froze, her face flushing pink. "Oh. Oh my goodness, I apologize. I didn't realize you were married, Mr. Carter. Congratulations."

Arnold replied, anticipation evident in his voice, as he revealed a framed photograph of a woman. Curiosity piqued, Sonia inquired, "Who is she?" Arnold sighed deeply, his eyes filled with a mix of longing and sorrow. "She was my first love, the one Almano stole away from me." Sonia's gaze intensified, silently urging him to share more. "She also happens to be Alberto's mother," Arnold continued, his voice tinged with bitterness. "But Almano callously took her life, attempting to kill me." "Why would he kill his own wife?" Sonia questioned, trying to make sense of the tragedy.

Her favorite designer married a tennis superstar named Carlos Ronaldo, once ranked number one in the world. "It is great, but it was difficult at first, in a sense that you get judged whether you deserve to be with a famous man," Sarah Kate suggested. "I also had my fair share of mistakes in our early relationship. Like, I wanted more than just the girlfriend he would leave behind during his tournaments. It's a really long story, but, at the end of the day, as long as you love each other, you make it work."

They both knew that if one of them failed the best thing to do was to talk, but Fernando had a lot to talk about at that moment. "I see you're waiting for me," Andrea said, entering, and taking a glass of wine to pour herself from Fernando's drink. "I do, I know I should have told you..." "Yes, you should have, not stolen those months with my wife. "Your wife!" Fernando snorted, "your wife is Astrid, Andrea, that woman who has you by the balls, and manipulates you at will. "I told you I don't love her anymore, I'm just with her waiting to sort out Dante's thing, I can't get away from him, if I divorce her, she'll take him away and..."

“I'm asking you calmly now, what have you done with my wife?” Fernando's brows furrowed and he leaned forward. “I don't care if you know what kind of business I do, Mister. And even if I'm in need of some girls, why would I go for a married woman huh?” Caleb slid one of Jane's pictures to him. “Heve you seen her before?” Fernando looked down at the picture and then licked his lower lip. “Well, that is one very pretty face right there,” he said with a lewd smile. “How would I forget if I ever saw a face like that?”

"My marriage is none of your business. Jesse, why are you walking with her?" I motioned for Margaret to come with me and prepared to leave. "She helped me, and we're going to eat. As for you, my dear ex-wife, it would be better if you didn't come." Sinead froze at that title. Right then, her phone rang urgently. She picked it up and saw that it was Zachary. In that brief moment, Margaret and I had already gotten into the car and left. Sinead could not catch up even if she wanted to.

A few days have passed. Today was Alonso's wedding. He had finally gotten Lizzy, Odette's mother to say yes. Alonso didn't want to waste any time in getting official with Lizzy, he planned a small wedding. it was just going to be some members of the mafia and a few relatives of Lizzy.

"Please, have a seat." She sat down, her expression a mixture of curiosity and caution. "Now, tell me a bit about yourself," I said, my tone light and friendly. "I'd like to know more about the woman who's going to be playing the role of my wife." She cleared her throat, "I'm not like those fancy girls on I*******m who can snap their fingers and get what they want," she said, her voice strong and confident. "I don't come from a wealthy background. My name is Selena Gardner, as I said before. My sister and my grandmother are the only family I have."

Alexa sighed, “I explained everything to her. It took a while for her to believe me but she eventually understood what we are. You should pay her a visit sometime, she's about seventy years old now in the human realm. I reckon she won't live past eighty.” I nodded. “How is she doing?” Alexa smiled, “Better. She divorced her husband who's been living with her for six years recently.” I laughed, “That does sound like Kelly. But what about that her lawyer friend? Didn't he stand a chance?” Alexa sighed, “When she was forty, he did. He was her sixth ex-husband.” “Wow.” Alexa nodded, “I checked her fate, she's doomed to fail in all her marriages. Apparently, she's paying for her past life sin.”