Novel & Cerita Fernando Alonso Wife

As they entered the ballroom together, the whispers began almost immediately. “Isn’t that Celine Santos?” one woman murmured behind a gold fan, her gaze fixed on the pair. “Yes, the president’s daughter,” her companion replied, her tone intrigued. “But do you know who’s with her? That’s Caleb Alcantara. Her ex-husband.” “Ex-husband?” “They were married years ago. It didn’t last long—rumor has it he treated her terribly back then.”

I now walked as Ana Cassilas, wife of Hugo Maximiliano Cassilas, a title that sounds lovely on party invitations but hides many snares in reality. My new life began with a fanfare. The media hailed us as a golden couple, the emblem of modern love and the cause of global heartbreak hashtags in every caption. Behind the smiles I offered to cameras, I still ran the company my father entrusted to me. I remained Ana Horrison, standing on my own, not merely an extension of my husband’s name.

“But maybe… maybe it was too much to expect Serena to be happy in that marriage.” Alfonso had dreamt of Elena Garcia, his late wife and Serena's mother. When he woke, the weight of guilt pressed heavily on his chest. Perhaps it was the timing—her death anniversary had just passed—that brought her vividly to his dreams, a bittersweet reminder of the life they once shared. Now, those memories only deepened his regret.

I greeted that bore Alvaro. "How are you, Domani?" Alvaro was a pain, but besides owning half of that hospital, he'd remarried to Martin's mother. I greeted them one by one and introduced Jennifer, until we reached Fernando. He looked different, wearing a very elegant dark suit, seemed more serious than usual, and greeted me without enthusiasm. "Fred, good to see you." Jennifer was already bouncing cheerfully to throw herself at his neck, but two women stepped in front and looked at her as if challenging her.

Alonzo looked at me, but he proceeded to ignore my warning by narrowing my eyes at him. "Oh, I'm sorry about the late introduction. I'm Alonzo Waldorf, Irina's husband," Alonzo said as he offered his hand to my father who was dumbfounded by the situation.

the two girls said uniformly and chuckled at the slight coincidence "then without further delay, let me introduce my new wife who goes by the name Rose, she's my priceless jewel now," my husband said and kissed my cheek "It's nice to meet you, Mrs Rose, I'm Kingsley Decker" his son replied and stretched his hand for a handshake I shook hands with him and we both smiled at each other "I'm Lisa, it's nice to meet you," one of the girls said and shook hands with me "I'm Georgina, the last born of the house, it's a pleasure having you in our family," the last girl said

, and Maria said no. "You did what you felt and trust me if it was me I would have done the same thing or more worse than this. Coz you know even in this emotional torture going inside you, you didn't accused him nor did you misunderstood the whole situation. It was all bottled up inside you and I'm happy to know that you are a sharp lady. And I'm sure with this smart ass brain of yours will never let your title wife be snatched by anyone. She was and will always be a past and you his present and future being his one and only wife for life", Dia smiled hearing her place was reserved and she knows her place and position was so strong and powerful that everyone will need to bow down near her.

Angela Romero-Fernan is an ideal wife. A perfect Type-A wife to be exact. A loving wife to her husband Sebastian Fernan. A caring mother to their only son Thomas Romero Fernan. Angela also fulfills the duty of a CEO on their own family business. You see, she is the perfect ideal wife any man could wish for. But her husband Sebastian saw all those things from a different perspective. And indeed up cheating on her perfect wife Angela. And now shady things happened that their perfect marriage is at risk.

Alejandro asked tiredly. "What do you mean? I came to check up on a good friend," Fernando twitched his lips and rolled his swivel chair around. "Do you redesign your office every day?" he asked while looking around. Then he picked up a photo stand on the table. It was an unaware picture of Camila. "Wow, what a beautiful picture. Does she know you have this with you?" Fernando admired the picture. "Stop touching my property!" Alejandro's vein was popping. "You call your wife your property?" Fernando looked amused.