Novel & Cerita Is Ellie Gay In Real Life

I echo, my eyes squinting in confusion. “Yes, Ellie. Lennox’s wife. Or…” Her brows furrow, “are you his wife now?” “I… I am,” I stammer, feeling a sudden tightness in my throat. “But… who’s Ellie?” Her perfectly shaped brows lift slightly in surprise, her gray eyes staring at me intently. “No one’s mentioned her? Not even Mr. Zephyr?” I shake my head slowly, still trying to recall, “No… no no one.” She exhales, a faint, humorless smile tugging at her lips. “Ellie was a good friend of mine. We both got married four years ago—at eighteen.”

"Don't act like I don't know how you got those contracts. Don't make me expose you right now." Ellie let out this ugly laugh. "Please. I'm nothing compared to you. What, you think you're innocent? If you didn't have feelings for me, would Ms. Beaumont have gotten the wrong idea?" Troy slammed a file down. "Shut up! I'll show everyone exactly how shameless you are!" He pulled up photos. Ellie at dinner with different rich guys. Deals on the table. Then the videos. Worse. Way more explicit. She did whatever it took to close those deals—even on her knees, servicing them.

Ellie continued, seemingly oblivious to my lack of interest. "Business? What kind of business?" I asked, genuinely curious. "According to the news, he has a production company, and he invests in real estate. That's why he's rich. Talented, handsome, and successful in both his career and business. Who wouldn't be drawn to him?" Ellie shared, clearly impressed. "Well, good for him," I said flatly, more focused on driving. "Ma'am, do you also want to be an actress?" Ellie suddenly asked.

Life grew quiet afterward, though it remained colored by the simple, everyday blessings of a happy home. About six months later, while Mira and I were pushing Julia through the grocery store in her stroller, we ran into Ellie. Her mental state seemed much better, though she was still alone. Somehow, word of her affair had leaked and spread like wildfire through our entire social circle. Now, not a soul was willing to spend the rest of their life with her. Our eyes met for a fleeting second, but neither of us said a word. As we walked away, Mira sensed something and asked me who that woman was.

“I suppose you’re going to tell me all those young women are in the playroom by choice and knew what they were getting into when they arrived.” Paddy sighed, “Ellie is with him by choice.” “No, it was a proxy marriage, just like mine. She did not even know the man.” “Ellie told Lia they did not couple until she agreed to wed him. She did not know of the proxy marriage until after.” “I didn’t know that,” Gair admitted. “I assume at some point the nuns mentioned what happens in the marital bed, so she must have been willing.” Gair doubted very much that the nuns had given Ellie any real idea of what to expect from the Wicked Warrior, but she had at least been willing to wed.

Ellie turned, fluttering her eyelashes at me as she read my facial expressions. "Are you for real?" She squealed, her mood changing instantly. "Yes, we need proof that she is still married to Sanders, so we'll pay him a visit. Because Allan already flew there, he knows the address." If I knew that telling Ellie about the trip to see Sanders would make her spot a smile, I would have told her earlier, when she stepped into my office sobbing. "But," she whispered, biting her lower lip while the smile disappeared from her pretty face.

“Something more me.” Ria wrinkles her nose. “You can’t wear that to a gala.” I groan. “Trust me, I know.” I keep flipping through hangers. Ellie lowers her voice. “I can’t believe you’re faking a relationship. This is like a movie. Where you fake a relationship so your parents won’t think you’re a loser on Christmas.” “I don’t think all movies does Rated R,” I say, and Ellie snort laughs. I smile, but it’s fleeting.

“I know you’re an hard worker but you should also know when to rest. To be honest, I was quite surprised to read about you on the news. Your success is a huge inspiration to many, including me.” I stared at her, touched by the compliment. “Thank you. And while I do want to obtain greater heights, I do take some rest from time to time. Take some rest, and also have fun, especially on my honeymoon.” I suddenly thought about those moments in Santorini. Watching the sunset with Alora had been priceless. “Your marriage came as a shocking news though. I didn’t think your type was a top actress.” Ellie let out. “I actually met her in college. We dated briefly, I screwed things up and now; here we a

I have heard so much news about the boys recently and it got me worried of Gage even though he hasn't hit me up yet. I've also read the thing about Eli being pictured with another woman in Thailand and the fans totally freaked out about it because he's an engaged man. He's ought to be married but he was seen with another woman in Thailand. I think his fiancée could've gone to great devastation after seeing photos of Eli. Even though I'm not a huge fan of them, I feel bad that these issues are coming out.

“You met with Caldwell? Why didn’t you loop me in?” Ellie pushed off from the door and sauntered over, sinking into the chair across from my desk. She flashed a wry smile, “Honestly? It’s a long story involving high school drama, bad breakups, and a whole lot of Preston’s ego. Didn’t want to drag you into my personal soap opera.” I leaned back, my initial irritation softening into curiosity. “Sounds like there’s more to this. Go on.”