Novel & Cerita Gu Family Wife

This must be Gia, the fiancee Natasha mentioned. She smiles at me, her dimples popping out. My God, she's adorable, what does she see in this guy? "Hiya, I'm Gia, Antonio's wife," she extends her shortly manicured hands. Oh, she's his wife now, she married this jerk?? Why do the cutest girls always end up with these kinda guys? I guess the sunshine and rain theory is true. "Hey, Emma, I'm…" I pause. Who am I? His cousin?

The woman spoke again. "Do you realize who you're married to?" Ghea nodded. Inwardly, she knew who her current husband was. "I'm aware, Uncle. Randy Walters. The only child of Adrian and Verona Walters. Heir and leader of the Akasia Group, right?" "Yes. And I'm sure you know that many are eyeing your husband out there, right? Some are even willing to happily offer themselves as mistresses or provide comfort for free." Ghea nodded again. "Recently, even an ex of Uncle Randy's suddenly showed up. And she's asking to get back together."

Gustav is a sick bastard behind that smile, and nothing can change that. Shaking her head to get rid of those thoughts, Agatha scrolls away from the picture, only to be greeted with another one. The one of the Choi’s. “There you are.” Agatha murmurs , a smile quirking up in her face as she remembers the drama Choi Jongil and his wife Bianca created in front of Cameron. At first he spoke of loving his family dearly, especially his wife, then all of a sudden he flew of the handle and almost made a fool of his wife trying to save her so called ‘Mafia Boss’s wife’ reputation.

So the arrogant boss got a soft side too. Grandpa looked up and his eyes scanned both of us. " Ben..!! You got a girlfriend now??" Grandpa asked with confusion. Then Ben took my hand and showed him the ring on my finger and said, "No Grandpa, she is not my girlfriend. She is more than that. Meet my wife, Daisy. I am sorry we had to get married on short notice and could not inform anyone." With his Grandpa's scrutinizing gaze, I struggled to smile. His eyes got softened once he saw the ring on my finger.

The Tv turns on and a shrill voice fills the air causing the laughter to die down. “A fraud, that’s what she is and my family would get to the bottom of this. Our empire would not go down so easily.” A woman in a cute halter-neck dress is speaking into a microphone, cameras flashing all around her. Something about her seems familiar. In the casual way she flips her hair and throws her bejewelled fingers. She’s dripping in diamonds. “Does it mean she’s still in control of all the family assets, including the infamous Hamilton estate?” A reporter with a mic questions the woman.

And Katara, in turn, marveled at Sean's transformation from a guarded billionaire to a tender and devoted father. Together, they celebrated small victories—each milestone their daughter reached, every precious moment they spent as a family. They marveled at her tiny fingers and toes, her delicate features mirroring a blend of her parents' traits. Love radiated through their actions, weaving a tapestry of warmth and protection around their daughter.

“Yes, it really is. A few of my friends vocally expressed their wishes to be in my shoes to me yesterday while I was shopping, because now that Catherine is marrying into the Mafia Don’s family, that would automatically make us into a family. “Exactly. And, it’s going to fetch me more respect from now on.” Dad added almost immediately. I grinded my teeth angrily and blinked multiple times to stop myself from bursting into tears in that moment. My parents never cared about it and it was very obvious. They only care about themselves and no one else. I really am an unlucky child. Through and through. ~~~~ Walking down the aisle with my gloved fingers lightly gripping dad’s biceps, while feeling

I asked frantically. “She and the child are going to be fine,” the doctor assured me. “The two stab wounds didn't cause anything major that would cost her life; she did lose blood as the knife sliced her spleen, but not a lot, and she should be fine after a few days in a hospital. We need to make sure she didn't get any infections that might harm her or the child, then you can take her home, Mr.?” “Green. Kevin Green.” I replied, “That is my wife, Patricia.”

He turned to her with a silent question on his lips, but she looked away from him and smiled at his mother. "I am very happy to be with Henry, and I will try my best to make this marriage work." It was a short speech, but it was all she could manage. It seemed to work however, because the woman wiped her tears and nodded, before picking up her phone. Gina looked at it in mild wonder, it was rumoured to contain the personal numbers of various presidents and prime ministers. Once again, she reminded herself that she was going to be among the creme dè la creme of the country. The one percent of the one percent, and that brought a grin to her face.

“Azzua’s blood is running through the veins of that vicious man? How? What are you talking about, Gia? Is that man not your cousin or something? We have no connection with you, so how can that man be carrying our blood?” Mrs. Azzua finally breaks the silence after a long moment of screaming silence, while her husband still battles with the revelation.