John Debella Wife Novels & Stories

I forced a smile on my face wanting to look like a polite and respectful wife to Jarrod's friend, “Sir, I really hate to bother you but you're Cameron Petals, my husband, Jarrod Smith best friend right?” His eyes settled on the ground and he let out a sigh, “No” The smile on my face disappeared and I quickly put a leg inside his house when I noticed he was about to close the door. “Sir, I know you're my husband's best friend. I.. don't know why you're denying it though but you must've heard Jarrod Smith talk about me, I'm his wife Bella and recently something really big happened and he wants to divorce-” “-Leave” he interupted giving me a stern look.

Dexon looked at his mother who was so sad, and his face was also very sad. The old lady, on the other hand, found it hard to contain her sadness, and said sadly: "I heard that the young man from the Grafton Family married a girl from another family. How can this be? Dexon, you have to quickly get Luisa back. She is the true wife of the Grafton Family. Do you understand?" "I understand, Mom. If you don't tell me, I will be looking for her too. It is just that Luisa is stubborn. If she sincerely wants to hide from us, how can we find her?" Dexon thought of his only daughter and his face turned green with anger.

I sighed as I bolted the door. "Let me just arrange our clothes," I said and Dwayne nodded. "I'll arrange the bed, you can take it at night I'll take the couch" he said. "Oh don't be silly, the bed is big enough for both of us" "Are you sure you'll be comfortable with that " he asked "Ofcourse" I replied. "Alright then" "So Dad sent Mr O'Brian wife's details" Her name is Arabella, she'll be out in the evening , I'll send their address to you "

It was a woman, her tone frantic. “I'm calling from the Family Care Center,” the woman said, her tone more measured now. “We saw the news this morning, and we were so impressed by the way you take care of your wife. It's clear that you're a devoted husband, and we wanted to reach out to you. We want to interview you and your wife if you'll let us.” Franco looked at me, a soft smile on his face. “Thank you,” he said, his voice filled with gratitude. “But we can't make it today because my wife is ill”. He said his voice was calm.

My grip tightened painfully around her wrist, eliciting a whimper from her. Deborah blinked up at me, her gaze hazy and unfocused. She tried to shove my hand away, but her movements were slow and sloppy. “That’s what I want to know,” she slurred. “How is she pregnant when she was the one who told my husband you couldn’t have children? Ah, I know,” she said, her voice dripping with disdain. “She’s a whore, my husband wasn’t enough for her and she decided to sleep with another man. "You might not be surprised to learn that the child she’s carrying could very well be one of your men’s.”

Nancy felt like she was watching a drama and got excited. Sharon glanced at her and continued, "One day, we saw Debbie return home, crying. It turns out that she'd been bullied. In order to be with Damon, Debbie had to follow him in hiding, and she had suffered greatly during that time. Later, as their business started to prosper and life got better, she became pregnant with their first child. Damon didn't want her to be overworked, so he found a young girl to take care of her at home. That girl turned out to be Damon's current wife, Charlene Shaw!"

She blurted, as I watched her husband pull out the seats for her. “A little business trip, nothing much..” “Oh really.. and you are here with Vegas!” She said, acting all surprised. “Yeah, he does work for me, you know…” “Alright.. alright… So what about my sister, your wife?” “Oh, she's home and I left her in good hands.” Bella immediately stared at me and burst into a loud laugh. “So sorry… I just find it strange you are leaving your wife and you are here in Cuba… Do you mind telling me whose good hands she's in?” She asked.

“Debbie mentioned that. I told her that I would take her to her friends’ homes tomorrow to say goodbye. She only has three close ones.” Jessica didn’t know whether to cry or beat the hell out of Drake. My poor baby. Debbie had been through a lot lately. After fourteen years of marriage, her parents split up, her father gets engaged to his assistant who was barely out of college, and now she’s being uprooted from the only city she had ever lived in because her Daddy couldn’t be bothered with her. “I’m sure Debbie was extremely upset. Did you tell her about the baby, too?” “Yes. She . . . got strangely quiet. Like she didn’t know what to say.”

Debby had that effect on people. She could turn a total stranger into a friend within a few minutes of meeting. That was her charm, and she was using it properly on Gerald. “How do you know my ex-wife, Bella?” Gerald finally got to ask this question after waiting for her to finish speaking. That identity was something he wanted to unwrap, so he asked that question. “Oh!” Debby smiled and grabbed her sandwich from her plate. She bit into it and slowly took her time to chew and swallow before replying to him. “I have met her before, and also, I have seen her with Richard a few times,” she lied.

“I'm fine.” “You just grimaced and you say you're fine?” The beautiful woman helped Deanna sit down on one of the chairs in the garden. She looked into the beautiful woman's eyes and immediately recognized her. “Aren't you Zake's wife?” The woman in the green knee-length dress with a thin white jacket nodded. She was very happy that Deanna finally recognized her. “Yes, you're right. You are Mr. Meazus's wife, aren't you?” Deanna didn't know if she deserved to be called a wife or just Meazus's girlfriend. They weren't married yet.