Is Chase Elliott Married Novels & Stories

As the wife of a billionaire, it would put her in the public eye, and people might target her to gain some money. "Ex-wife," he corrected, his voice barely audible. Those two words were the most difficult to say for some reason. His jaw ticked. "Plus, our marriage never went public. No one except my family knows she was my wife. Am I paying you to make interpretations or bring me damn results, Diego? You don't even know the basics; how are you going to find my ex-wife?" "You are searching for Alissa?" Cindy asked, her tone shifting to something more of annoyance and anger.

I looked straight into her eyes: “If I had achieved nothing today, would you still want me to come back?” She opened her mouth, her face fading inch by inch into ash. The answer was written in her silence. I pulled my hand back and walked through security without looking back once. Thereafter, news of the Elio family drifted to my feet like old newspaper: Elena’s marriage to Chase Chenoweth was a sham; he was photographed frequently entering Beverly Hills mansions, and when she returned home crying, she was advised to “endure” because the company relied on the Chenoweth family for financing.

Chase returned. Ellie felt a shiver run down her spine when Chase’s hands gently squeezed her shoulders. It had been so long since she entertained the idea of being with someone. And she couldn’t ever recall being with someone as young as Chase. Still, the kid was gorgeous. She could imagine a night with him would be memorable. “So how’s your girlfriend enjoying her Thanksgiving?” Ellie asked on their way to pick up the pizza. “There’s no girlfriend for me, Ellie, at least not right now.”

He escorted Lisa back and I followed closely. My legs brushed against someone and I stopped. Lisa stumbled, before I could move Kade's hand caught her instantly and they both fell to the ground. “Avia trapped me! she cried out, begging for kade's reaction.” Kade turned instantly, his face dark, spiced with anger. “Apologize to Lisa right now or I'll end this marriage this minute” “I lifted my hand, pointing to my legs, trying to explain. Why would I push her? I didn't, believe me, Kade. And won't apologize for something I didn't do.”

He wiped the sweat off his forehead and sprinted off to pacify the gusts, while I took off my suit and headed backstage. The moment I got there, my phone started buzzing nonstop. When I checked, it was a video call from my wife, Adella Marlowe. I thought she was finally calling to apologize, so after a brief hesitation, I felt my resolve soften and picked up. But the face on the screen belonged to a man, Raiden Chase, the new recruit on her shooting team. "I'm really sorry, Orion. I completely forgot today was the big day for you and Adella. That post on my feed was just a joke, so please don't take it seriously."

Trusting him, choosing him, and somehow, years later, I ended up married to that same stranger without ever knowing why. "You knew who I was." My voice came back harder. "When we got married." "Not everything." "But something." He didn't deny it. That silence confirmed everything. "How long?" Adrian met my gaze. "I suspected for a long time." "Suspected." "I wasn't certain until recently." A broken laugh escaped me. "Recently." I shook my head. "You were my husband." My voice cracked slightly. "You slept beside me." "Elena." "You watched me cry over my parents."

"A man. based on the ID we found, says his name's Etienne Marchal. According to my officer on scene, I think he might be her boyfriend. There's enough things in that room to say he's not a stranger." "She's been seeing someone," I said slowly, mostly to myself. "This whole time. While she was supposedly carrying Lysander's child. While she was living in his house, playing the perfect grieving wife every single day." "Looks that way," Marcel said. I almost laughed. Almost. It came out closer to something bitter and disbelieving instead. "Is she resisting," I asked. "No. She went quiet the second she saw the badge. Hasn't said a word since." A pause. "We're bringing her in now. Both of them, f

I ask his chief bodyguard. “Yes, Mrs Wilson. I was just about to call you. I’m afraid the boss will not be able to make it on time today. He was already on his way but Miss Laura called him with news that one of her daughters fell and broke her arm. He had to turn around and help her take the little girl to the hospital. He says he’s sorry…” Miss Laura again. His secretary. I just recently found out that my husband and this “Miss Laura” were high school sweethearts that got separated when she moved to England.

Natalie's POV "What makes you think you can get away so fast?", Nolan held me against the shower door and I slipped from under him checking the time from the marble clock. "We can finish this later, I promise", I held onto his pinkie and he kissed me tightly holding my back so I wouldn't slip. Nolan had been missing my comfort around the house because no one seemed to be here anymore. Avery had announced she wanted to have her wedding in three months a winter wonderland theme, and everyone was running around. Even Melody was barely here, with school and soccer practice, she was quite the busy bee along with her new group of friends. Especially Alison, she was stressed as it is and Miss Celin

“His wife, his ex-wife, I mean. You both have the same fire, the same way of snapping at him when he crosses the line. Although, to be fair, she was even louder about it.” My stomach dropped. Wife? What wife? The word buzzed in my ears. “Wait,” I asked, stunned. “Chase… was married?” “You didn’t know?” Natalia asked with confusion laced in her tone. I shook my head. “No. He never told me.” She exhaled slowly. “Wow. That’s… surprising. I thought you knew everything by now.” “Clearly not.” I defended myself. “Look, I should not have said anything. Because that is not my story to tell. It’s his.”