Fernando Alonso Wife Novels & Stories

I said without moving my eyes from the TV. "Tyler has most likely already blocked those accounts. Forgot that you got married in community of property?" "Wait, how do you know that?" "I date your husband's best friend." "Oh, so I'll just stay home then." "Come on, I'll go with you and pay, then Justin can reimburse me later," she said, offering that contagious smile. It had to be today that Caroline stuck to me. [...] I was already tired of waiting for the bank manager to help her get the money from the card that had been blocked for some reason. I should have met with Luke a long time ago.

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.

Arnold called, breaking the silence. The green-eyed man turned to his father-in-law. He did not forget to put his cell phone in his jeans pocket, so he would not leave it in the private room. Everyone's attention was still on this handsome man. "Yes, Arnold?" said Massimo. "Have you gotten an answer from your wife?" The CEO of the Alonso Group shook his head spontaneously. A red-haired woman who had been watching his son's behaviour could not do much. The wife of Joseph Martin Alonso felt sorry for the terrible events that had happened to Massimo and looked annoyed at his husband secretly.

Valerie interrupted quickly. “Who says it?” Charlotte smiled knowingly. “Very rarely doesn't mean it doesn't happen, right? Do you know who Angela Alvaro is, Manuel's mother and Ruben Alvaro's wife? She used to be an ordinary staff at Alvaro's company, but then she could become Ruben Alvaro's wife.” “From the story I heard, Ruben Alvaro loved his wife very much. He, who was a playboy, immediately fell to her knees.” Valerie smiled.

Alona broke down, messing her hair. By that time Maria Fernanda had turned her back on her. Her hands clinched the cup of coffee between her hands. Fernanda was already crying because she was understanding more than she should. No! It was not possible! It had to be a damn coincidence! “What’s the full name of your husband?” “For what? They accused me!” “What is the full name of your husband?!” “Antonio… his name was Antonio… Adams.” And the cup of coffee fell from Fernanda’s hands.

“My dear child, this is my wife Andrea. Sweetie, this is Carmen, Adrian’s-“ “Oh my god that is Adrian’s girl!” She squealed as her head spun so quickly Carmen would have sworn it almost snapped. “I’m at loss of words...” She continued, her eyes staring wide as she was ogling the younger woman with her eyes. Fernando was quick to cut the awkwardness by tapping her on the back. “As I said, my wife had seen the news on the television.” He let out a nervous laugh, looking embarrassed because of his wife. Her curious eyes went to her husband’s, staring at him with a raised eyebrow. He blinked a few times and popped a smile as she seemed to get a secret message and nod at him.

"Maybe we should visit the Tocci's to question them?" Her husband seemed to take the idea quite negatively, "Are you sane? You went to accuse people when we are not even sure she's there? You need help." This was just like him, a pessimistic being. The phone rang and Mrs. Contreras rushed to see who was calling. It wasn't Rodriguez, just some random number. Nonetheless, she picked it up. "Are these the Contreras?" "Yes. Can I help you?" "Your daughter Ema Contreras was involved in an auto crash."

The ride home was long and awkward. The doctor had diagnosed her with temporary amnesia and her ‘family’ had insisted on her discharge and that she be taken home to receive further treatments. Since she had woken up, she had learnt that her name was Amelia, her family was wealthy and she was married to the gorgeous man. His name was Daniel. She couldn’t stop staring. “How long are you going to keep staring for?” He said, his deep breaking the silence. He was right, ever since we had gotten into the car, she had been staring at his facial features.

“Fernanda Burdeos, the mother of Mrs. Carson, a popular hostess at a nightclub, married into the Lazer family while pregnant.” As soon as the captions appeared, the reporters were surprised, and quickly took photos of the photo and captions, and Victoria turned around and saw the photo as well. Her face turned pale instantly, and Victoria had never seen this photo before and had no idea that Fernanda had worked at a nightclub.