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Stupid man. Clarissa nudges me with her elbow, I stare at his verified bio and whisper the words. Brandon Stark Husband to @elnamahle Businessman.

i ask about her son. “ He met his cousins and he would not go away from them. You know how close those three angels can be every time they come together. We have become so good friends with Ingrid. Our kids are so good to each other. Ingrid got married to Brad one week after our wedding. She gave birth to a baby boy whom they named Brandon. Their marriage is as great as that of Miles and me. “ where is your Husband? ” I ask “ Here I am ” I hear Brad's voice from behind.

"So, you, as his wife, are being abused too. I thought he was still a complete fan of yours." "That's what I like about him. He remains professional even though I'm his wife. If he treats everyone too nicely, more people will end up targeting him." Yena snapped her fingers, slowly pushing her chair closer to her friend's table. "By the way, that new employee seems to like your husband. She's really nosy about Mr. Brandon's personal life." "Yeah, I heard that earlier too. She thinks Mr. Brandon doesn't have a girlfriend yet." “Even though Mr. Brandon’s wife is here.” Yena chuckled as she gracefully covered her mouth.

She had dark hair falling over her shoulders, warm brown skin, and the kindest smile I had ever seen. For a second, the entire room went silent. My mother blinked, my father lowered his newspaper. Kingsley looked between Brandson and the woman with a grin slowly spreading across his face. "Who is this?" I asked. Brandson cleared his throat. "This is Vanessa," he said awkwardly. "My girlfriend." I nearly choked. "Your what?" Brandson glared at me. "My girlfriend," he repeated. I looked at Vanessa,then back at Brandson, then back at Vanessa again.

“You think I believe you? I thought you're happy with Mara?!” My forehead furrowed. Why did his dad mention my name? “Yes dad. We just celebrated our first monthsary yesterday.” He looks tired from explaining. “Then why is your mistress work here?!” My eyes widen. Mistress? Maru has a mistress?! Who is she? “Dad, Jana is not my mistress!” He said angrily. His father smirks. “Really? Then why is she here? If she is not your mistress why can’t you guys leave each other?! You think I didn’t know that until now you are seeing each other?!”

"How did you survive five years without your true love, Clara, while being married to another woman everyone now says bullied her?" The entire room fell silent. Even the officers around me stopped what they were doing and turned fully toward the television. Brandon didn't answer immediately. Instead, he stepped away from the podium and walked straight toward the reporter and showed him exactly why he was Brandon Langford. "She is the only woman I have ever called my wife, and she remains my wife." Wait.. what? I stared at the television in complete silence, caught off guard because those were the last words I had expected to hear from Brandon today.

Dia's knees were getting weak but with Karan giving her the energy he sucked on air and cleared her throat before speaking it out loud with her authoritative tone. "Umm.. I'm sorry guy's for my sudden act but I would like to introduce everyone to my husband Mr. Karan Kundra", she said out loud making some people whisper and others to give a nod. No one in this office really thought Dia would marry someone else cuz till now everyone believed Krish was her lover instead of bestie. But after marriage they tried to believe she was just a friend and not a lover at all. In this meeting room many knew she was married as this was the reason for her leave but her clients thought it was Krish whom she

“I want to divorce my husband and I need help with my son.” There goes that soft look from Preston. His hand was formed into a fist, ready to throw a punch at someone. Like how a brother would take his sister’s pain. “I’ll do the best for you, Hyacinth. Don’t worry. Elias will stay with you.” “I’m not talking about Elias.” She handed Preston the envelope that she had been holding onto since she walked inside the office. “I’m talking about the son I had from my previous marriage.” “Y-you… What do you mean?”

"Her name is Brooklyn Travers! A volunteer with the National Marrow Donor Registry! She agreed to donate, but now she's backing out! She refuses to save my husband!" A wave of murmurs spread through the crowd. Karen stood beside her, wiping her tears as she chimed in, "We've begged her, gone on our knees even. However, she won't even look at us! My son-in-law is only 34. We have a three-year-old child at home. That heartless woman would rather watch a family fall apart!" Belinda's voice broke as it thickened with tears. "I know I misunderstood her before. I was blind, and that was on me. I've already apologized. But a life is at stake here! No grudge is bigger than saving a life, right?"

Nadya said. "And his name is?" "Erwin Brando" Nadya said. "Yeah, his name is Erwin brando, but you can call him daddy." "What? Erwin is my husband, not my father." Jonathan is laughing, so do i. "Enough... enough... now it looks like my wife was tired, we need to go home, baby," I said. Then, after a brief encounter with Jonathan, we went to our house.