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But when I opened the door, it wasn't my wife standing there. It was Ramona Lincoln, my wife's best friend. She wore a tight black bodycon dress that hugged every curve. Her breasts strained against the fabric, full and round, impossible to ignore. The hem barely grazed her thighs, leaving her long, slender legs on full display—sheer black stockings giving way to a teasing glimpse of bare skin at the top. I stood there, stunned. My body reacted instantly. I'd been expecting my wife, so I'd answered the door in nothing but loose shorts. The tent I was pitching was unmistakably obvious.

Another message popped up, "Tell no one if you want to live." "Nothing!" Adriana retorted sharply," I just need to...." "Nathan!" Someone yelled from afar and Adriana twisted in the direction the voice came from. Rodriguez and his wife. He was dressed in a Hawaiian shirt that showed his bubbly nature and grey shorts that exposed a little more than his tanned thighs. His wife, on the other hand, was dressed in a long summer gown that had printed hibiscus all round and fitted well with her fashion sense and comfort.

Travis asked as soon as they were out of the door. “I don’t know Dr. Athena yet, but for Liora, man, she sounds really smart. When did she get that smart?” Felix asked, his eyes drawn in curiosity. Travis nodded, his eyes fixed on the lecture room door. His heart had skipped at some point in the lecture, his eyes glued to only her as she spoke. He had been fascinated by her. “So my ex-wife is a famous doctor.” Travis muttered under his breath. He had many things he needed information on, but from what he could see, he was getting interested.

To my surprise, Max says, “Leave her alone. Elanor isn’t here for you to harass her.” The woman on his lap is quick to chime in, “You should have higher standards, Brandon. Look at her. She is letting herself go now that she is married.” The woman snaps her finger, “Hey, poor girl. You girl, Max’s wife, pay attention.” I look over at her. “Would you like me to make a diet plan for you? I’m a model, so I know what it takes to stay fit. You should really think about losing some weight. When Maxwell can finally free himself from you, it will be time for you to latch onto another rich man. If you look like you do now, you won’t find one.” In a calm voice, I reply, “Thank you for your advice, but

No one will get hurt if I do,I almost lost my friend today and my wife,they would have gone after her as well,what's the point of all this? I looked at my wife who was still sleeping,she is one of the reason I need to unveil the truth so her mother can be free as well and I am already a step close to the truth,I need to continue,I just can't give up just like that,it's what I must do to make things right again. "Hey honey you are back,sorry I don't know what happened,I felt something sting me and I felt so dizzy.” "You mean something sting you?” I guess they were here,so they decided to shoot her to sleep making it look like something sting her.

Chapter 813 People in high-society circles in Freesia, especially these ladies, all knew each other. They had afternoon tea parties and dinner parties from time to time. Of course, they knew Fiona. She was from the Moore family and would marry Frederick to be the Jackson family's granddaughter-in-law. Indeed, Frederick had been a playboy and had affairs with countless women. So some ladies began thinking to themselves, 'It seems that this woman has a good temperament, but she is so dissolute actually. How did such a swindler sneak in?!'

" I recalled that the hotel that we were staying at was actually one of many that Noah had given my wife, Zara Quinlan, to run. I was utterly baffled seeing Freddie act like he owned the place. I wondered if Zara had a second husband I didn't know about. I patted Noah on the back to steady his breathing and asked grimly, "Is your wife's name Zara Quinlan?" Freddie replied arrogantly, "That's right! You've at least heard of her! If you drop to your knees, beg for my forgiveness, and clean this entire swimming pool, I'll consider showing some mercy; otherwise, you'll be in serious trouble when she shows up!" I felt my heart sinking right at that juncture. I couldn't help but wonder if Zara, de

“Enough!” Amanda barks. “Victoria is a Bennett! This girl is a nobody!” Zayn releases Victoria. Her eyes are wide with shock and disbelief. She stumbles back as she tries to hide her embarrassment. Zayn turns to his grandmother. His arm slides back around me, pulling me so close to him. “This girl,” he says, his voice dropping to a register that makes my knees weak, “is Jade Hemsworth. My wife.” Victoria speaks again. “She’s playing you, Zayn! Ask her about Daniel! Ask her about her wedding! She’s a whore looking for a paycheck!”

The chattering from my bedroom can only mean one thing, Rosa and Freddie are still enjoying each other’s company. It’s always the least likely people that will fall in love. For Freddie, he comes with a tragic backstory that Rosa is unaware of. Freddie, being twenty-five, has a few years on Rosa and in those short years before they met, Freddie was previously married. His wife, Maria, died in a plane crash. Maria was a bit like Amelia Earhart, or so Freddie has mentioned to me in our private conversations.

On every channel their kissing video is viral. And another storm is that Myra Kapoor is the wife of Mr. Austin Black. Another news channel says, "The top male model Mr. Adam Redcliff has been hospitalized today as he was beaten by someone brutally. He was also the lead male model in the event." "Hospitalised?" Myra muttered and docked into the news. She was startled as she has been announced as his wife and she officially announced that she is Myra Austin Black.