Husband Alexandra Dowling Novels & Stories

Dorothy thought to herself, anticipating what would happen later, she also disliked Elena and wanted her removed from Alexander’s side as soon as possible. So she could not wait to see what plan Callista had prepared there. ... Elena could not hide her smile, a beautiful smile, her relationship with her husband had been improving lately, she always wore the hair tie her husband had given her. Especially now, her husband was taking her to a public event, where everyone would see her as the wife of Alexander Kingston. The maids dressed Elena beautifully, her cheeks were tinted pastel pink, and her face glowed because of her striking blue eyes.

“You know me too well. But trust me—tomorrow night is going to be very… interesting.” Alexandra hesitated. Her face turned serious. “There’s something else,” she said quietly. “Ethan asked me to be his date for the gala.” I raised one eyebrow. “Did he now?” “Yes.” “And what about his wife?” I asked, my voice sharpening with dark interest. “What about poor little Juliana?” Alexandra shook her head slowly. “That’s what I don’t understand. Juliana is supposed to be his date. She’s his wife.

I scoffed, before flashing the screen in his face, "look at that, it's a text from Dawson, my boyfriend." He stared at the screen for a bit, reading my text *What's the update? Are you calling it off?* I shoved my phone back into my purse and put a blank check in front of him, "name your price Wilson, we can get in this marriage and carry on with our respective lives, you will be my husband on paper and paper only."

“What! Am I going to spend another night in that stinky cell? Please do something, Dolly. Okay fine, tell Richard I'm truly sorry. I promise I'll never come close to his wife ever again. He should give me another chance. Please, I need to get out of here.” “I'll do my best.” “Is his wife okay?” Henrietta asked. She nodded. “Why is he getting sulky over the minor issue? It's not like he loves her.” Dolly eyed her grimly and she choked back her words.

‘’Please get the bags Theresa, and where are my guys?’’ Drew spoke to a lady I assumed was the housekeeper. ‘’They are both inside and waiting for you, sir.’’ She replied with a smile and small bow. ‘’This is my princess, Alexa I told you about remember?’’ Drew asked her giving a wide smile as well. ‘’Yes sir.’’ She replied Drew bowing slightly again. ‘’Hi, you look so beautiful.’’ She said to me smiling and giving me the warmest hug I ever received in a long time.

I opened it and saw that an unknown number had sent me a couple of videos via WhatsApp. To my surprise, they were footage captured by a home surveillance camera. In the video, Ethan happily hugged Grace. He said, “My old hag of a wife is like an NPC. Whenever I get close to her, she just gives me chores to do.” Grace laughed as she snuggled into his arms and said, “If you have to do everything yourself, why would you even need a wife?” “Exactly! She’s never happy. Even when I’m just eating, she tells me not to chew so loudly.”

Alexander walked fast and called the name of the wife. "Honey, where are you? Lexon," shouted Alexander. Alexander looked for the whereabouts of his wife and grandson. Alexander immediately breathed a sigh of relief when he saw his wife put his grandson to sleep on the floor. Alexander, Rio and Kalf run over to Elena and Rio. Elena stood up from her seat. She immediately covered her mouth with her hand when she saw the blood on her husband's hand. Elena comes to Alexander who is standing while holding his shoulder. "Why did this happen to you," said Elena, unable to hold back her tears. Alexander, who saw his wife crying, immediately grabbed her body into his arms.

“What’s even better is you continue what you’re doing in the library. Come on.” “It’s okay; I’ll do it later. I want to make it up to you first.” Dylan put his arms around his wife and led him back to the sofa, and they sat down. Alexander quickly faced his husband and adjusted his robe. He also tied the tie around his waist properly so that his chest could not be visible. He can’t scold his husband for going out dressed like that because he often does the same. “Alex, what dishes do you like for dinner?” Lily asked the man shyly.

His handshake was firm and deliberate as he said, “A pleasure to meet you, Ms. Pierce.” I kept my expression neutral, but inwardly I took note of the strength behind his grip. “The pleasure is mine, Mr. Dawson,” I replied smoothly, matching his intensity as our hands met. Levi’s voice dropped slightly, almost reverent, as he turned to the woman standing beside Alejandro. “And this is his wife, Mrs. Clarissa Dawson.”

"Yes. I told you he’d never look at women like us. Turns out he’s married to Charlotte Briggs. Not like anyone didn’t know those two would end up together anyway." "Charlotte Briggs?" "Yes, it’s everywhere on the internet." Claire dropped the call, and for some reason, her hands were trembling as she typed Alex's name into G****e. The latest news about him popped up, alongside his picture with Charlotte and the big headline: "TURNS OUT ALEXANDER STEELE'S WIFE IS CHARLOTTE BRIGGS."