Is Luke Evans Married

My father died of a serious illness. One day before his funeral, my fiancée returned home to get married to her crush. When I confronted her about her actions, she got annoyed with me. "His father has cancer. His last wish is to see me marry him.” "I just want to do a good deed. Can you stop being so selfish?" When I called her that night, it was her crush who picked up the call. "Helen's showering right now. I'll pass your message to her." I said nothing. All I did was hang up calmly. Later that night, my fiancée finally called me. She sounded exhausted. "I'll be having my wedding reception soon. Don't bother me with your dad's funeral." This time, I continued staying silent. However, I got rid of my engagement ring and canceled all of our engagement plans.

Five years ago, I died—my life as Irene Lancaster ended, along with the child in my womb. Pushed off a cliff by the woman who bore the man I once loved. But the true betrayal? He made her do it. To them, I was nothing. A mistake. An obstacle to be removed. But I survived. And now, I’ve returned with a new name, a new face, and the wealth and power of the richest man in the country. I came back for one reason—revenge. Cold. Ruthless. Nothing else mattered. Not even him. But fate has a twisted sense of humor. And the heart I thought had turned to stone... still remembers what it was like to love the one who destroyed it.

"What is this? Are you dying anytime soon? How many days do you have left?” “I believe you know how to read clearly. Go through the results. I’m sure you will be the one leaving anytime soon.” She said confidently. I stared at her once more and proceeded to read the contents of the paper. “You are pregnant,” I said and she smiled. “Yes darling, and guess who my baby’s father is?” I shook my head at her disbelievingly and she nodded her head. “Yes, Eliott is the father of my unborn baby.” “Do you expect to believe such baseless accusations? I am not dumb, Emma. “I know it’s hard for you to believe but, Eliott never broke up with me. Did you think that all the excuses he gave were real? Even Elon Musk doesn’t have a schedule that’s as tight as that. He spent most of his time with me and that is how we made a baby.” She rubbed her abdomen and I chuckled hard. She was lying. She had to be. *** “Mr. Winconstin, your ex-wife is back!” I raised my head from the magazine I was reading. It was no news that Oleander was back in San Francisco. She took over her family's company and was bent on restoring it's lost glory. I should admit it, she never seemed like a business lady to me. “She didn't come alone.” I sat up. Has she moved on already? “She came back with two children and the boy is your carbon copy.” Instantly, blood filled my nose. Was she pregnant then? Why didn't she tell me? Why did she decide to keep my children away from me? “Get the car ready. We are heading to the Thayer's company immediately.”

By day, Annabel Walter is just another junior concierge at the prestigious Valenrose Suites—smart, quiet, and invisible. To the world, Jake Daniel is the cold, commanding CEO of the luxury hotel empire. Ruthless in the boardroom, unreadable in public, and untouchable to everyone… except her. But behind closed doors, he’s not just her boss—he’s her secret husband. Married in Paris under the stars, their love was supposed to be private, sacred, and temporary. A promise made when they had nothing but time and hope. But two years later, Annabel is still hiding in the shadows, pretending to be a stranger to the man she shares a bed with. In public, he’s terrifying. At home, he’s her clingy baby boy, obsessed with cuddles, jealous of attention, and desperate to be seen—by her, and eventually, by the world. But secrets don’t stay buried forever. As tensions rise at the hotel, scandals brew, and coworkers start to whisper, Annabel is forced to ask: How much longer can love survive in the dark? And what happens when the cold CEO everyone fears decides he’s done hiding his soft side? A romantic, steamy, and emotional tale of hidden love, power games, and the sweetest kind of duality—where the man feared by many is secretly ruled by the woman he calls his home.

Elara, the wolfless daughter of a powerful Alpha, has always been overlooked and mistreated. Her life takes a drastic turn when the ruthless Lycan King arrives with an unthinkable proposal: marry him for the protection of her pack. Betrayed, wronged, and nearly killed, Elara is left on the brink of despair as she battles against her domineering Alpha, her venomous step-sister, and her own growing desires. Just as she begins to believe she can trust the King, he whispers, "I'll wait for the day you beg me," leaving Elara torn between her duty and desire. Will she submit to the King's demands or fight for her freedom? The answer lies in the shadows, where desire and danger intertwine.

The 99th time Owen Anderson slides a ring onto my finger, his adopted sister, Monica Morgan, calls again. And just like that, for the 99th time, he ditches me at the altar to be with her, who's having another depressive episode. I'm fed up. I yell after him as he walks away, "Go ahead! Walk out on me, and I swear I'll marry someone else!" He doesn't even flinch. Instead, he snaps, "Can you stop being so unreasonable? We can get married anytime, but Monica's the only sister I've got." Then, he turns and walks away, leaving me standing there like a complete fool. What he doesn't realize is that this time, I mean it. Later, when he gets down on one knee for the 100th time, his older brother, Chris, slips an arm around my waist and says, "Sorry, Owen. She's your sister-in-law now."

I return to the country after attending an international anesthesia academic conference. That's when I see the news of my boyfriend and twin sister getting married. I'm anxious to verify its authenticity, but my sister drugs me and induces me. "A substitute's child will only be an unwelcome bastard even if it's born. I'm just helping it move on to a better life." Then, she slices me open with a scalpel. She gouges my womb out, causing me to die from significant blood loss. Meanwhile, my boyfriend believes her lies. He's sure he's not the father of my child. He ignores my messages begging him to save me. Instead, he spreads the word about me eloping with someone else. He even wipes all traces of me from his life. "I will never see her again, forever and ever." Five years later, surveillance footage of my sister cruelly murdering me surfaces.

* "Marry Me! Stranger." I shout for the whole hall to hear and I pull him in for a deep kiss to the loud gasp of my supposed adopted parents at their first daughter's wedding. What is she doing?! Master cannot be kissed by just anybody! He'll have allergic reactions almost killing him! But what is he doing? He's holding her waist and pulling her further and kissing her back! * Samantha Stiles, denied of her marriage to her long time lover and boyfriend by a well planned and executed scheme by her mother and sister who claims to the world she is adopted, but a fact which remains unknown whether it's a lie or truth. Claude Whyte, a mega trillionaire who recently came to New York to attend an acquaintances wedding but a series of events which include a nightstand and a public proposal is making him stay back. For someone who can't kiss or touch just anybody, he seems quite comfortable with that cheeky woman kissing him in the public.

In Reychelle City, a contest was held to crown the most beautiful woman. After my cousin scarred my face, she seized first place with ease. What she never expected was that this year's contest wasn't for fame; it was to select the future wife of the Third Prince, a ruthless, bloodthirsty eunuch. That very afternoon, gifts poured in by the cartload. My betrothed panicked. That night, he tore up our engagement contract and carried my cousin into the bridal chamber. The next day, she trailed her lacquered fingertips across my cheek and sneered, "Alicia, with your ruined face, who would ever want you? Perhaps the beggar at the street corner might take you in." I caught her wrist, let out a cold laugh, and said, "Who told you I would marry a beggar?" Before her stunned eyes, I pushed open my parents' chamber doors. "Mom, since Maggie doesn't wish to be the prince's consort… let me take her place." Three years later, before the eyes of a shocked court, the Third Prince entered the grand hall with me at his side, with two children in tow. No one had foreseen it. This body of mine, blessed with the rarest gift of fertility, was the perfect match for a man believed incapable of siring heirs.

“Habang patuloy na ipinaglalaban ko ‘tong nararamdaman ko sa ‘yo ay siya namang pagsira ko sa sarili ko…” Mahirap para sa isang Camilla Torres ang relasyon nila ng kaniyang Boss na si Herald Benedict Fonteverde. Hinahayaan niya kasi ang sarili na alipinin nito sa kama kahit alam ng lahat na kasal ang lalaki. Gusto ng kaniyang isip na makawala, ngunit ayaw ng kaniyang puso. Hanggang sa dumating sa punto na natatakot na siya, hindi para sa sarili kundi dahil sa anak niya. Paano na lang kung magkaisip ito at malaman na ang kaniyang ina ay isang kabit? Magawa kayang isakripisyo ni Camilla ang kaniyang kaligayahan? O magpapatuloy na lang kahit marami siyang maapakan? Paano kung pumabor nga sa kaniya ang kapalaran at sa oras din na dumating iyon ay siyang pagbunyag ng katotohanan na ang buong pagkatao niya ay isang malaking kasinungalingan lamang?