Henry Cavil Wife Novels & Stories

Celine. The name struck like a thunderclap. Not Shirley. Not Katherine. But... Celine...who the hell was she? The woman walked right up to us, her heels clicking sharply against the marble floor. She turned to the crowd with a theatrical flair. "For those of you who don't know me…" she began, projecting her voice effortlessly. “I’m Celine Montclair. Jeffery Richards' wife." Gasps erupted. I blinked. Did she just say- "I mean, we never had the big wedding. But a private ceremony in Vegas? Champagne, silk sheets, and a promise in front of a half-sober Elvis impersonator. That counts, doesn't it?"

She leaned back, tapping her fingers on the armrest. “Honestly? When she was with Caleb, she used to talk about marriage all the time. He was her first love, her first everything. She had this whole vision — wedding, kids, the future. But after he cheated on her… she shut down. I haven’t heard her mention marriage once since then. Not even in passing. I genuinely don’t know where her head is at right now.” Henry’s jaw tightened. The uncertainty was clear on his face. He ran a hand through his hair, looking conflicted.

Then he thought about Helena Graves. He had looked her up when Camila first approached him. He always looked up the subjects. It was due diligence. She was an actress. A good one from what he could find. She had been married to a finance man and the marriage had ended and she was rebuilding something. She had not done anything to anyone. She had just been the person in the way of what Camila wanted. He had done the work anyway because that was the job. He heard his wife's voice from the kitchen calling one of the girls for breakfast. Her voice the way it was in the morning. Warm and slightly impatient and entirely ordinary.

“This is the reason I’m telling you to make your marriage work out, Diana he’s your husband, your man.” “Don’t you get it, Harmony, I’ve lost even before starting you said he’s my man and husband, which husband had sex with his wife on their wedding night and gave her pills the next morning, telling her it was a mistake, and he wouldn’t have touched me if he wasn’t drugged and since then, he hasn’t touched me.

- Of course my wife Riley. - Your wife sir? he asked with a strange voice. - Yes my wife, she is working at the company and she is a low-position screenwriter and no we are not allowed to help her in any way. Riley heard him and her eyes were sparkling and she could see that he really listened to her and respected her decisions. - Of course sir. Jack responded. - Thank you, Jack. Riley grabbed his wheelchair and went toward the exit. They sat in the car and at that moment he decided to kiss her.

“Found it. Uhmm…ma’am. Perhaps, is this the Monalisa you are talking about? “Yes. That’s my daughter” “Daughter? So you are her biological mother? Wow! Lovely. This will be so much fun” “Do you know her? “Yes. I’m a friend of hers and her husband’s secretary” “Husband! She almost lost her balance but Cynthia was fast enough to catch her hand. “Husband? Monalisa is married? “Oh yes. She is married, though it is a secret. No one knows she is married and no one knows that her husband is married to her”

“But when you kicked me the other day, you didn’t think twice, did you?” Hailey’s face was pale. His memory was too sharp. She scrambled for something, anything, to say. “You can’t treat me like this,” she whispered, trying to steady her voice. “I’m Calvin’s widow.” Before she could say more, Travis stepped forward and covered her mouth with his hand, not harshly, but firmly enough to stop her. His eyes were burning. “You were married in name only,” he said. “Do you even know what he liked? What kind of man he was? Any memory at all?”

He became bolder after she found out about what he was doing. "What? You met her?" Aria asked with shock. Susan nodded sadly. "That changed the perception of how i used to see my relationship with my husband. I demanded an explanation about his infidility. But all he did was give me an arroagant smile and advised me to file for a divorce. I wanted to leave him, i tried. But i used to love him too much to think about leaving him. I couldn't leave him. When he realised that i am leaving, he became bolder. He started to share every single detail about his new flings. Details that a wife should know. Intimate details that would kill a wife from inside out. And that's also when Andrew decided to