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“Three years. Gael Torres was cheating on his wife for three years?!” “Oh I love when tea comes with receipts!” “Now I feel bad for calling Alora shameless, I felt like strangling Gael. With his wife’s best friend? Both he and the mistress are despicable!” “People say Gael had published the first news before to slander his ex-wife, he even had the nerves to address her as his wife.” “He left out the part of the divorce, what? Does he now know her worth now that she’s with a great man?” “The ex-husband who cried wolf!”

Just then, Ethan came towards us with as many sticks and pebbles his hands could carry and Lennie started telling him something about dropping them and getting his hands dirty. Looking at her, most people would just assume she was just a young woman who’d had a kid out of wedlock in her early twenties—not knowing that the damn woman had married twice and ended up divorcing them because she now realizes she wasn’t the type to be stuck in a marriage and tied down by one man. And now, she had money coming from both ex-husbands since she won custody of all her kids. And she still had the freedom of dating whoever she wanted, whenever she wanted. Somehow she’s always had her way with these men—ch

He once swore he would be my husband, that we would be together for life. When he was a teenager, he moved abroad with his family. At the airport, he clutched my hand, sobbing, begging me to wait—promising he would come back. I waited. And waited. But he never returned. The tenderness of youth faded with time. I found a new love, a new marriage. I thought happiness would last forever. But I never imagined my husband's heart would belong to another woman. And that my unborn child would become nothing more than the lifeline to his so-called "true love."

" I'm a stay at home billionaire. My parents were rich. They left a lot of money for me. So I'm eating it. Plus my husband doesn't really mind me not working." Mivuma was taken aback. A stay at home billionaire? That was a new one. But he tried to be open minded. "Well, that must be nice to have the freedom to do what you want, rather than having to work for money." He hoped he didn't come off as rude, but he was genuinely curious. "Does your husband work?" " Yes." David smiled at the question since of his dear husband. " He does work. Clive is a uh... Driver for one of our good friends. Who's also a billionaire."

" She looked surprise. Shit! Don't be so stupid, March. "Because I already have a job, attorney." “Oh. What is your work?" "I am currently into ghost writing," "Really? How was it?” "It's fine. It's enough to provide for us." "Us?… you mean you and your husband?" she asked, apparently confirming if I was talking about my husband. Damn it! “Yes,” "What's the name of your spouse?" Suddenly, I immediately thought of my firstborn. "EJ," "EJ?” “Yes, attorney,”.

Levi scoffed "you look drunk. Are you sure you're in the right frame of mind and what happened to your groom" "I'm in my frame of mind, and also I'm not drunk. I was drugged by my half sister and also I was forsaken by my fiance. You don't need know the details." "The most important part is that we should get married that is if you don't want to go back home as a bachelor. I'm clean no criminal records if that is what you are scared of" Ashley said at once smiling at Levi "Nah. I'm not scared of that. You look clean to me and also you look the forsaken part" Levi smirked at her

He got exactly the kind of answers he wanted. “The men have the money, but it’s always women closing the deals. Figure it out.” “Man, you’re practically glowing. Everyone can see it.” So, while I was still out meeting clients, Adrian, already home and stretched out on the couch, became convinced he had figured everything out. Fury boiled over. “Damn it, I bust my ass all day, and I come home to not even a hot meal!” “She doesn’t care whether her husband lives or dies. Who knows who she’s out there trying to please?”

Sunny sent a shocked bunny emoji: "A forced marriage turned to love? Haha, do things like that really happen in real life?" "What are her husband's hobbies?" Sheila seemed to remember hearing that Killian liked to play golf and ride horses. "He likes to play golf, ride horses." Sunny: "Such high-class hobbies? Is your colleague rich?" Sheila: "She's considered a little rich now, her husband gives her 50,000in allowance every month." Sunny exclaimed with envy, "That kind of husband must be coaxed, and coaxed well." "But someone so rich probably doesn't lack anything."

They plopped down in the seats where Wayne and Zach used to work. “Wow, this office is amazing!” a blond guy exclaimed before knocking Wayne’s framed photo off the desk. “Claire’s fiancé is seriously awesome. He’s paying us over ten grand a month and doesn’t even care when we clock in or out. We have total freedom!” My face turned pale when I heard that. Just a few weeks ago, my team had worked nonstop for three months to secure a ten-billion-dollar contract. At the celebration dinner a few days ago, I mustered the courage to ask Harry to give everyone a five-grand raise.

Maybe dauther of the gov, So I just ignored her and left there. When I gave yuhan the usb, he immediately reported it to our boss and he drove me home. "What's the matter, baby?" he asked, so I glared at him for calling me strange nicknames again. "Hahahaha, chill." "Gov's wife is cheating." I whispered. "Why are you interested in other people's affairs?" yuhan asked in astonishment. "Its not like I'm interested, I just remembered when Josh cheated on me with someone he truly loved." I explained. Many lives are ruined simply because of a political marriage. I hate it.