Jean-luc Bilodeau Wife Novels & Stories

The desperate, baffled thing that sprinted in his chest. The silence was unsettling, and it lasted for enough time for the news to register in Jean Luc's head. He had a child. He had a child with RD. He had a child with a murderer. He had a child with a woman he had loved. A woman who ended lives created one because of him. Holy shit. "Please say something," she muttered. "What do you want me to say?" he shot back the words she spoke to him. Although, he did not spit it out. His voice was as quiet as hers.

Shena said, even though she wasn't ready. Ola told Jessi to give the tablet to Shena through her eyes. After that, Jessi slowly handed the tablet to Shena who had leaned over to look at the tablet more closely. Shena read the display on Ola's tablet. An article whose title was written in all capital letters and bold. 'EXCLUSIVE NEWS! XAVIER WAS CAUGHT ON CAMERA KISSING A WOMAN! THIS IS THE WOMAN.' Shena scrolled down the screen a little, seeing a photo with a very familiar setting. It looked like a nightclub. There was a man and a woman kissing in the middle of a crowd of visitors.

Adele, The Billionaire’s Wife. She did not give up on her husband, Jamal, and they finally had their happy ending. And this bring us to the end of their love story. THE END.

Montez helped their business recover by investing in it. They talked and seemed close with each other. They walked in my direction, and I smiled at them. “Well, I won’t be surprised by your wife’s beauty. Hi, darling, I’m Carla Goa, Lucian’s business partner. You didn’t even mention to me that you’re already married to Lucian,” Mrs. Goa said. I stood up to shake her hand, but she grabbed me and hugged me tight. “I’m over the moon that you’re already married to Lucian, to this gorgeous lady. I hope he’s not giving you a hard time, darling.” We both chuckled.

she is just your daughter in law just daughter in law nor my wife so we have to go just choose a daughter in law for you bcoz I am not accepting her as my wife and it's clear mom" He saying not in so calm voice She thing for while and speak in mind "soon you love her son it's surprise for my son but I not telling you! You have to find out in your own and I know you love her alot. And she speak up while brushing her hair "okay as you think now go and get ready I don't want to be late" He speak up "okay then you want her to suffer than I don't have problems" and left from there angrily

"I've heard Alpha Lucas got married. This must be Mrs. Lavoie, right?" Josephine shrank back, her blush deepening as she stammered, "No, it's not like that…" Her hands fluttered, useless, as she tried to retreat from the spotlight Darren had thrown on her. Before I could speak, Lucas' arm snaked around me, yanking me from Darren's grip and into his own. His hold was possessive, his fingers digging into my waist. I looked up, startled, and found him staring at Darren, his eyes cold as winter stone. "This is my wife and mate," he said, his voice low, each word a warning. "Leila Lavoie."

(I couldn't miss this, Jean-Luc. "Et qui est cette vision?" Jean-Luc asked, gesturing toward me. (And who is this vision?) Cillian pulled me slightly closer, his arm winding around my waist. "Ma femme, Valerie. Elle est la seule raison pour laquelle je respire encore." (My wife, Valerie. She is the only reason I am still breathing.)

My reputation, my empire, even my life depended on it. Victor Lang leaned toward Lila Monroe, murmuring something under his breath. Their eyes flicked toward me, then toward her. Even the extras noticed. Everyone saw the tension that I tried desperately to mask. And in that room, I realized a horrifying truth: I wasn’t just distracted. I was unraveling.

Ana’s smile dimmed for the briefest second, her eyes darkening as she searched for a sharper reply. “You’re very sweet,” Ana responded coolly. “I suppose one gets used to attention.” “Please excuse me while I dance with my wife,” Damien cut in firmly. His eyes shot daggers at Ana as he emphasized the last word. Wife. He guided Emily away before the exchange could escalate. “Anything you want,” Ana purred behind them, already turning toward the blue-suited man who had accompanied her, requesting a dance from him with a light touch to his arm. Damien led Emily onto the dance floor.

The sharp edges pricked her skin but she did not notice. Her lips parted. No sound came out. Damien’s expression darkened his jaw clenched like stone. He gave a short sharp nod. Two of his bodyguards stepped forward immediately, grabbing Mrs. Aurora and Clara and slamming them down to the floor. “What are you doing?!” Mrs. Aurora screamed, waving uselessly under the grip of a man twice her size Clara screamed thumping Fiercely. “Do you even know who I am?! My brother is Jacob Wilson... the CEO of Wilsons' cooperation! And my future sister-in-law is Lily James, heir of the James' family! Who dares touch me?!”