Jeremy Foster Ex Wife の小説・ストーリー

a woman in her late 60s I guess, asserted. "This is my wife, Ivery Lycanster," Franco introduced, gazing largely at me. "Wow, what a beauty! It's true you're married, Mr Milestone," the woman enunciated and Franco nodded his head before he shifted his gaze from me to the woman. "Yes, I told you she went out of state now she's back. Can I sign the papers now?"

She sat at her vanity, fixing her flawless makeup with steady hands, while her eyes gleamed with a dangerous light. She picked up her phone and sent a mass message to the elite social circle: "Exclusive family announcement coming soon. You won't want to miss it. Location: Dalton Estate. Time: Dinner party tomorrow. Dress to impress." Then, she called her lawyer. "I want all legal documents ready," she said crisply. "If Francis tries to divorce me, I want full rights to use his infertility reports. Make it messy." The lawyer hesitated. "Are you sure you want to go that far?"

My ex-wife. *****

Eira shook her head and said, “I’ve seen my fair share of strange women. But it’s my first time seeing someone as weird as your ex-wife.” Her behavior troubled me too. I did not expect the aloof Heather to be this persistent. Even my parents told me that she had changed. Fortunately, there were only a few days left of the cooling-off period. Once our divorce was finalized, I believed that Heather would no longer show up. After work, she stopped me just as I stepped out of the office. “Will.” I frowned in response. I did not know why she kept pestering me! She was just about to walk up to me when someone suddenly charged at her.

Fortunately, she had already made her escape. Thinking back, she pitied herself. Her foster sister, whom she had once saved, had stolen her husband. She had been forced to leave empty-handed, cursed by the public, and now she had to flee from Gabriel's pursuit. If she had known marriage was this exhausting, she would have just accepted a few billion from Mrs. Sterling as gratitude for saving her son, then lived comfortably for the rest of her life.

He announced, his voice filling the hall with natural authority. “Tonight, we’re here to celebrate a union, a partnership built on trust, vision and love–“ As she continued, Hannah scanned her eyes across the room once more, looking for the man at the buffet table, but he was gone. At this point, her anxiety returned and her nerves felt like they were set on fire. “With much ado, I would like you all to welcome the newest member of the Ford family, my wife Hannah.” Immediately those words left Ethan’s lips, the entire hall became quiet.

" Jeremy asked, his tone was filled with irritation "So you want the world to view the nakedness of your wife?" Jeremy was taken aback at her use of the word, 'wife' and he glared at her, "What do you mean by the wife because as far as I'm concerned, I'm not married" "You'll have to get married to be because I'm pregnant and I'm not ready to raise this child on my own" Jeremy couldn't believe what he had just heard, this damn witch wants to ruin his life, his blood boiled in anger and he grabbed her by the throat, "You evil witch that child is not mine, you just want to get even with me for posting your nudes"

"You've made a mistake. My wife did not die in an accident. She's here." "I understand this is difficult to hear, sir. Please take your time. Call us back if you have any questions." "Where did this supposedly happen?" I asked, my hand tightening around the phone. "On the highway near the east bridge, sir. Around four in the morning. A witness called it in." "Four in the morning." I repeated the words slowly, like saying them out loud would make them make more sense. "My wife was asleep in this house at four in the morning."

"Why did you take my son away from me? What were you really hiding back then about the women linked to you? And, one more thing, why did you love Jenny so much despite the fact that I was the first person you loved and am now your ex-wife?What are your reasons? Answer me!" Jester was restless. He just bit his fingernails and went around where he was standing, looking around and struggling, in case he heard a shout from another corner. But, he didn’t survive Jane’s harassment. His ex-wife became even more aggressive in trying to find out the answer from him. "What's up, Jester? Will you just be quiet there?" "I don't know what you're saying. I'm simply following—" "To what? Whom are you follo

It was obvious that she hadn't expected me to have this trump card hidden up my sleeve. The color drained from Mr. Foster's face. However, the silence only lasted for two seconds before it was shattered. "Oh, my God! Don't tell me that he's actually Ms. Garrett's husband?" "Then… What about the other guy?" "Who on earth is her real husband?" Chaos erupted among the crowd. "It's fake! It must be!" Mr. Foster shouted as he lunged at me, trying to snatch my phone away. "You shameless bastard! That certificate must be fake! You're trying to drag Amelia's name through the mud with fake evidence!"