Fleur Delacour Husband Novels & Stories

Henry said. "Yes. Yes. I will come back soon. Okay?" Kylie asked and Henry nodded. "Yes." Henry answered and she walked upstairs. Henry walked towards the couch as soon as she disappeared from his eyes. He saw the invitation on the floor and immediately picked it up. He sighed thanking God that, Kylie didn’t open it and see that Arthur’s daughter is getting to none other than her lover Damon. Henry looked down at the invitation and opened it to see Damon’s and Riya name together. And that they are going to get married today.

said Flora, frowning as she remembered her husband. Eva giggled. “Oh, did I just remind you of your husband? The one who left you for another woman?” asked Eva. Flora felt uncomfortable hearing that from Eva and more so because she knew that Nadi could be listening. “Don’t remind me of that man,” Flora told Eva politely. “I just think you should watch out for that gardener, Eva. I don’t trust him.” Eva laughed and asked, “Why? Because he’s married with a child?”

Delphine's fury boiled over as she screamed, "How does she know about me? What did I do, Evelyn? You dragged me into this mess. You, crazy woman, did anything to marry a rich man, and now you’ve caused me to carry the blame for a murder. You’ve ruined my son’s life, turning him into a murderer. If it weren’t for you, none of this would have happened!" Evelyn didn’t hold back. "If it weren’t for me, you wouldn’t be living the rich life of a wealthy wife now, would you? There’s always a risk in seeking wealth. Everyone walks this path. Your husband has no feelings for you. He probably has other women. I’m calling to tell you that." After she finished speaking, Evelyn hung up. Delphine was stun

Flora Amor stirred awake at the faint murmur of voices coming from the kitchen. Even without looking, she instantly recognized them—Dixal’s suppressed laughter and Lemuel’s endless, half-scolding, half-praising chatter. For the first time, she truly wondered about the real nature of their relationship. Why was Lemuel the only friend her husband had? The more she listened, the more convinced she became that they were closer than just boss and employee, more like brothers bound by loyalty.

The husband said and pecked his wife's cheek before heading to the restroom. Charlene breathed slowly, she glanced at the woman beside her. She took a sip of champagne and smiled at Charlene. “You're beautiful–” Charlene didn't pivot her head to look at the woman beside her, she thought she couldn't be talking to her. She was still looking around when she felt a soft tap on her shoulder. “You come with your husband?” Puzzlingly, she parted her lips. “Um, no. I came with my dad.” She answered nervously.

Camille‘s POV I twisted my arm hard, ready to lash out, ready to scream. Then I saw his face. I froze. Adrian Steele. Fiora’s husband. He stood close enough that I could smell his cologne, clean and sharp, nothing like Marcus’s usual scent. His hands were still around my wrist, firm but careful, not possessive, like he was holding something fragile without meaning to break it. “You have no right,” I said, my voice shaking despite my effort. “Let go of me.”

Just as he reached for the door in front of me, she grabbed his arm and pulled him back. “It’s just the dog at the villa. You haven’t had dinner yet, have you? Come eat with us.” He let her pull him away, but by then I had already seen his face clearly. It wasn’t Eugene. It was Leo Brooks, my husband’s executive assistant. So my husband hadn’t been keeping a mistress behind my back after all. Leo was Mrs. Wilson’s son. He had grown up with Eugene, and the two of them were as close as brothers. No wonder Mrs. Wilson had reacted the way she did earlier.

They brazenly carried out their intimate activities right on the couch, utterly ignoring Juni, who cried until she was hoarse. It turned out that Christian's infidelity had begun long before I even suspected it. Fine. Very well. I saved the video clips and called my lawyer, Adam Lewis, with a steady hand. "Mr. Lewis, hello. Please help me draft a divorce agreement." I was determined to leave Christian. I had to take Juni and walk away from this despicable man. I had just hung up the phone when I heard the front door open. Christian entered, lugging several bags of luggage as his face lit up with an enthusiastic smile. It had been a long time since I had seen him smile like that.

Clara said and Flora blinked rapidly as her lips parted slightly in shock. “Oh, I… I had no idea.” She stuttered and chuckled. She looked at Xavier but he kept a straight look, he looked unbothered. “He also has a wife too.” She added and Flora felt embarrassed. Xavier wasn't saying anything to defend himself. “Oh, look. Here comes your husband, you should go to him. Shouldn't you be dancing with him instead of dancing with a man that has a family?” Clara asked with a fake smile. “I… I’m sorry. Excuse me.” Flora replied and glanced at Xavier before walking away.

“Flora and Henry Grey were once the golden couple, celebrated for their entrepreneurial success and charitable endeavors. But behind closed doors, our sources claim, Flora's wandering eye led her straight into the arms of the charismatic Damien Grant Hayes.” “Photos obtained by our investigative team show Flora and Damien in several compromising positions, including a recent intimate dinner at a five-star restaurant. This only confirms the whispers that Flora had been unfaithful long before the official end of her marriage. One source, who prefers to remain anonymous, stated: 'Flora always craved attention. Henry was devoted, but it was never enough for her. She wanted the thrill of somethin