Novel & Cerita Jonathan Brandis Wife

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?”

He can only imagine what she must have gone through, in the hands of those two wicked people. And to think he has been so nice to them and, has been helping them with money makes him even more angry. "And her father watched them treat her like that? I can't believe this." Jonathan said to himself. Jonathan continued reading, it states here that she got married to Tristan Zachary and that is all the guy has on her. "Tristan Zachary? I'm sure I've heard that name before." Jonathan said. "Find out who Tristan Zachary is and everything about him." he said to his assistant.

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.

Marish whispered at her and slightly turned around to look at them but he caught her in the eyes. "Ohh..that was Gabriel Venturri, new business partner of Brandt, if ever they will get along with shares of stocks. And then later on contract signing of their monkey business. Hahahaha.." "Well, Chriza, you really love eating bananas. That's why your husband will do monkey business, too with that handsome stranger. In fairness, if I'm not married, I'd rather get that man, he's a good catch already." Dannica flipped her hair. "Wait! Who's your talking with? You're too serious talking to each other?" Ariella gently taps the table.

"Raise your own son yourself!" The words echoed through the living room like thunder. Vivienne's entire body trembled. Her face instantly turned pale as paper and she collapsed onto the floor. She looked up at me in disbelief, her eyes filled with fear and panic. Her lips quivered, unable to form a complete sentence for a long time. "Honey, what nonsense are you spouting?" Her voice broke with a sob. Tears streamed down her cheeks. "Who's been spreading rumors about me? Dylan is my little brother! How can you believe what outsiders say and doubt my feelings for you?"

Another girl is lying face down on the bed, naked at the top and in denim shorts at the bottom. Brandon's eyes find mine and his lips set into a straight line. "Is that your girlfriend?" The blue eyed blonde angles her body to the side to get a better look at me. My eyes meet hers and then go back to Brandon who remains silent. "That, my dear sweetheart, is his fiancée." Jonathan says with a bit of slur. The girl who was obviously giving him a blow job chuckles. "Isn't it too soon?" She says and anger simmers inside of me.

"Remember...no media should know about any of my artist schedule. We have each other's back, no matter what" "Yes, Sir!!" Jonathan nodded his head and dismissed everyone. He spotted his family and made his way over to them. "Hey Brandon, where's Trisha?" The other Alpha gulped nervously. How was he supposed to tell his couions that he lost his pregnant wife? Brandon opened his mouth to reply, but Jonathan had snickered. They stared in confusion and wondered if Jonathan had finally lost his mind. He turned and gestured for them to follow him. They followed obediently and soon they came to a stop in front of his room door.

His PR director Claire stood to the left, looking like someone who had either planned this or was acting as if she had. "I want to address the events of recent weeks directly," Jonathan said in the video clip. "The speculation, the coverage, and most importantly, the people involved. I have a daughter. Her name is Nora. She is eight months old, she is healthy, and she is mine." He faced the cameras. "Her mother is Penelope. We were married. We are no longer married. What we are to each other now is something we are figuring out privately, and I ask the press to respect that."

If Jonathan was walking the same path as my dear husband, Gavin always took the alternate route that didn’t have Jonathan’s footprint. I never really met him in person, but there was some bizarre rumor about this person who was challenging to have faith in me. He was married to an actress, Sarah Stephens, an Oscar-winning A-list actress who received a lot of love from the world for her solid performances and down-to-earth behavior. Jonathan and Sarah were the power couple with good looks, money, fame, and a happy family that most people didn’t know the definition of. But they were, according to Sarah’s numerous interviews. The pathway she used to describe her marriage to her husband was quit