Novel & Cerita Harvey Specter Wife In Suits

She sat next to me and held my hands that rested on my lap. She inhaled heavily. "I am sorry, Reese, if you feel that the Maxwells' are doubting to continue the wedding at this point . . . I wished I could do something more useful for them to be convinced that you're just doing alright, that you don't need to be checked by some psychiatrists." I patted her back as her tears started to fall. It was funny because in real life, I was indeed taking medications but of course for different reasons. Mrs. Jones wiped her tears away and caressed my hands gently.

However, she really needs her friend in this situation, especially given Adrian's status as a psychiatrist. "My husband has another wife." "What?! What a scoundrel is your husband! Is his brain malfunctioning? Why can he do that?" Azzura had not finished telling the story; Adrian had already cut off the conversation. Usually, he is always calm, but if it concerns Azzura, Adrian will not be able to be. It is indeed difficult when dealing with a woman you love. Azzura took a deep breath. "Calm down first, Ad. It's not what you think."

George, I hope that you will continue working in my company as so far and I hope that you will help the next manager in doing the right thing for the company. 20 % of the company and 80 square meters apartment in Paris goes to my lovely stepdaughter Lisa, whom I dearly love. I really hope that she will be able to travel the world and settle in Paris in the end as she always wanted and said. 20 % of the company and a 100 square meters apartment in Manhattan will be inherited by my wife Tabitha, whom I dearly love. She always said she did not need anything from me, except my heart, but I wanted to keep her safe for the rest of her life.

What had he thought, that she’d be his little piece on the side? And Celeste. Sally’s heart ached. She didn’t deserve a husband who thought it was ok to proposition his staff.How many other women had he tried it with? How many had said yes? She didn’t think he’d tried it with Kyra, the way she interacted with everyone hinted to the fact she was both happily married and not above chewing someone out when they were being a dick. Did Celeste know? Did it have any connection to her walking out of the interview? Had she taken one look at Sally and realised she was her husband’s type?

"Of course not!" I sat down. It was almost funny, attending my own wife's wedding and whatnot. I started looking around. Before long, the older woman beside me struck up a conversation. "Those two look perfect together, don't they? It wasn't easy for them to get married." I gritted my teeth, but the bitterness still came. "What made it hard?"

Emma froze for a moment, her eyes filling with pure despair. "Now, your wish has come true. You are indeed on your knees. But I don't give a damn anymore." I straightened my tie and turned to walk toward the venue hall. "Ms. Sutton, please have this irrelevant person removed. I don't want to see her at any medical events in the future." "As you wish, Dr. Cooper." Emma's heart-wrenching cries and the sounds of her struggling as she was dragged away echoed behind me. "Michael, how can you be so cruel? I'm your wife! We've been together for seven years!"

“Can’t. I still have unfinished work. Besides, you just got out of surgery. I don’t feel good just leaving you alone. “Ty, I understand the situation now. Florence has gone too far this time. She’s a lawyer and your wife, but she has fulfilled neither role well.” Anthea sounded pained as she said, “I was too late in the end. Should I help you…” I rejected her immediately. “No, Annie.” I knew that, with her influence, Anthea could destroy Florence’s law firm easily. However, I did not want to get involved with any more of Florence’s issues.

All the reporters instantly turned their attention to Avery. Avery stood by Tyler's side, holding onto his arm. Harvey's voice was deep and magnetic as he continued, "While the Sparks may be slightly inferior to the Harts, Mister Hart already has an affectionate fiancee. How stupid must Vicky be to not choose to be the lawful wife and instead opt for being the mistress of a soon-to-be-married man?" All eyes turned to Harvey once again.

A look of disappointment and anger appeared on Harvey's face. "We're married and yet, I just walked in on you cuddling your old lover?" Diana retorted, she couldn't take it all in as she caught sight of the photos, making the blood drain from her face. It was a picture of a man, she still doesn't know, on top of her under a quilt. "And so fucking what?! You turned into a prostitute just because I denied you access to the family bank account? How can I, Harvey Scott, be capable of having a shameless barren wife like you?"

"Have a seat in the living room, Mrs. Wallace Sr. is waiting for you there." Tia looked at Harvey and said. "Okay. I'll go and talk to Mrs. Wallace Sr.," he said, after which he unconsciously glanced up at the flight of stairs. "Harvey, did you get hurt from the fall earlier?" Mrs. Wallace Sr. asked Harvey when she saw Harvey approaching her. "No." Harvey flashed her a slight smile. "I think this dress kind of suits you, it's just that it's a little small. Fret not, there aren't any outsiders here." Mrs. Wallace Sr. looked at him and assured.