Fernando Alonso Wife Mga Nobela at Kwento

Alexander commented, unaware of the effect it was already having on him. "Indeed it does," Fernando replied with a sly grin. •~•~•~•~•~•~ FLASHBACK •~•~•~•~•~•~ "Are you out of your mind?!" Fernando exclaimed, taken aback by his wife's revelation. "Fernando, please keep your voice down," Alessia whispered, trying to calm him down. He looked at her with disbelief, his voice rising. "What are you thinking?" Fernando asked, disregarding his wife's warning.

She sneered. Fernando listened to the woman's such rusty words, his heart seized with pain, and inexplicably he panicked. In any case, things must be cleared up with this woman today, the two can't misunderstand each other like this anymore. Thus, Fernando didn't care anymore, and with all his strength, he directly hugged Zara tightly into his arms. He spoke very carefully, "Reina, I don't have any wife, the only wife I have in my life is you,Reina."

I replied, easing a little so I could sit near her. “Don Felix Alcaraz married his late wife, Donita Cojuanco,” she began. “Since both of them came from ultra-wealthy families in Metro Manila, such a power move became the pillar of their success not only in the legal side of the business arena but also in the underworld. Later on, their son Demitre married a woman who also came from a powerful family. Her name is Rita Estrada. And they are the parents of your husband.” I blinked my eyes, silently tying the knots together. “A-are you saying that R-Rios—”

Sienna asked. Anye smiled and sighed. "In the past, Uncle Alvaro was indeed married to a woman who was none other than Soffia's mother, but the marriage that occurred between them was just one-sided love; Uncle Alvaro never loved his wife, but Uncle Alvaro's wife, on the contrary, really loved her husband, even surviving a painful marriage." Anye said, occasionally pausing his sentence.

Her pictures when she was on the beach, drinking a whole bottle of champagne flashed on the screen. “—Valentine Valencia–Fajardo, the CEO William Fajardo’s wife, met her long-lost brother last night. A huge background story hid between the two siblings, whatever it was, it had caused a scene during her wedding reception. Our team contacted her brother, Vaughn Valencia, who insisted only to speak through the call.”

I never break my rules. Not for money. Not for loyalty. And certainly not for anyone else’s wife. Yet here I was, standing in a room where power whispered from every corner. The polished mahogany tables gleamed under soft chandeliers, men in tailored suits whispered deals, and yet all I could see was her. Selene Hawthorne moved through the crowd like a storm contained within elegance — untouchable, graceful, and utterly oblivious to the chaos she’d already sown inside me.

I'm sure my eyes are bulging out of their socket. “Here, watch this.” She pass me her phone, I began scrolling through her I*******m wall. And just as she had said. 'FUTURE MRS ALFONSO' 'THE Fiancée OF MARCO ALFONSO.' 'MARCO ALFONSO BOUGHT A COMPANY FOR HIS CHILDHOOD SWEETHEART, ZOEY GIDEON' Just like that on all news channels, big or small, has a photo or two of me from yesterday.

I tell her. When I got back, I checked out joint account to see if I needed to send her anymore money, imagine my shock when I realize she hasn’t spent a cent of it in years. “I’ve noticed you haven’t used the money from our joint account.” I mention. She nods. “Yes, I got an admin job a few years ago after I got my degree, so I’ve been using that money for groceries.” She says looking down at her hands. I sigh, not saying anything. Olivia always assumes she’s a bother to me. Though we’ve only spent one night together and made our daughter, she’s still my wife and I’ve been faithful to her.

"And who are you?" Jane opened her mouth to introduce him but Fernando beat her to it. "I'm Fernando James, her husband. How is she doing?" The doctor stretched his hand out to shake Fernando. "Mr James, your wife is fine. She just had an asthmatic attack but she's a fighter." "Can we see her?" The doctor nodded and Fernando sighed in relief. "She does need to rest so one person at a time for now." Fernando looked at Jane who was already looking at him. "You should go." They both said at the same time.

We pulled away from the hug and smiled at each other. We took pictures and a lot of pictures. We wanted to have as much documentation as possible. I can say that this is truly one of the happiest days of my life. I believe this is what Zandrey feels as well. Today, we are just really happy because after everything we went through, all the backwards and forwards that came in between, we are finally here and are officially married. I am Maria Airaleen Alfonso-cel Fuerto now. And I think what a beautiful name that is.