Julianna Margulies Husband Novels & Stories

“I’m not most men.” Julian’s smirk deepened. “Maybe you need more persuasion. What about the child your wife is carrying?” “No.” He paused, the smirk frozen but his gaze sharp and piercing, like a predator studying prey for weakness. My heart hit a chaotic rhythm between fury and disbelief. “What did you say?” I demanded, voice low and hard. How in hell did they find out about Olivia’s pregnancy? Tilting his head with feigned innocence, Julian purred, “Oh, now I have your attention.”

“There’s nothing else in there, Jules! Nothing! All the emails, documents, files—everything has been erased! Can you believe an owner of a law firm will have only thirty emails in his inbox for all the time he’d worked?” “And now that asshole’s escaped from prison, roaming around freely. What about his personal life? Any mistresses or past wives that may provide us more information?” Julian asked, running a hand through his hair again. “Oh, yes. Found more than ten women he’d dated in the past. Reports say that he generally stayed with one woman for not more than four to six months . . . only . . . Ah! Got it . . . some girl called Jasmine Murray. Been with that chick for almost two years. S

Faith said all together. "Wait what! You mean the same one that was arrested today" Julia said in exclamation. Faith nods her head vigorously. "Exactly yes, he is the same one that was all over the news." "Oh gross!" Julia said and frowned. "How could your husband forgot something that important? He should have known that his opposition would found everything to drown him, moreover what assets did he fail to declare." Julia said all together, with her eyes focused on Faith all the time. "It’s the Media Company belonging to your husband before he died." Faith replied in a quick succession.

But even I didn't sound convincing enough. Julia had said it succinctly, something weird was indeed going on. I focused on Julia again deciding that no matter what; it was time to discuss our plans. When I opened my mouth to talk to her, I found her attention was completely on Chandler who happened to be over talking to Louis and Craig. "Do you know him?" I asked her gently. Her eyes never left him as she answered. "Yes, he's my ex-husband." Her tone was flat and short as if the piece of information wasn't mind-blowing.

Then her eyes went back to her husband. "You and I are going to talk." She motioned to the other men. "Please leave us." But Julian had entered the scene, sincere and concerned and a little man. He marched out towards them the moment the elevator opened. He had those angry eyes again. "What the hell is going on? The phones are not stopping! There are the media outside my building and others are camping outside my goddamn house!" Isaac stride towards him and shove the newspaper to his chest. "Apparently, I'm cheating on my wife with Sophie Torres."

“No, Matthias, stay out of this. We in this board are tired of having to deal with Silas and his problems. Since he got married he’s been distracted. If you’re not coming in drunk, you’re coming in exhausted or you’re bringing the paparazzi down here to talk about your husband. Who even knows what you do these days. It’s all about your marriage these days. “We have planned multiple events, and with every single event we have planned, people keep showing up to talk to you about your marriage… how you did it, how you didn’t do it, how you moved on from Emery, how you moved on to Julian. Nobody knows who this Julian guy is, so everybody’s bringing up ideas about who he is, and suddenly now, the

“When this is all over we can ask all the questions we want. I trust my son and I trust Kelley and Lee, you guys should too.” “Did Kelley love her?” Marley looked at Milana and didn’t like what she saw in her eyes. Pain. “He did. Juliana was his first love. But like Carey said, my brother’s come a long way and you’re his wife, Milana.” “A contract wife.”

He had an iPad in his hand so I went over to take a look. "Popular model, Maggie Zachy, divorces French billionaire, Kylian Leroy." "Ah, I knew their marriage wouldn't last!" I laughed. "She is such a gold digger. Why marry a man who is twice as old as she is?" Julian turned towards me and gave me a cold stare. I wondered if I said something wrong.

"Yes. I kicked down the door. I wanted to put a bullet in the head of the man helping Elias destroy my company. But he wasn't there. They knew we were coming." "Elias knew," I said. "He told me." Julian froze. "He told you? When?" "He came to my studio," I said. I pulled my wrist free from his grip. "He brought me pastries. He offered me a gallery. And he showed me a live feed of you playing soldier with your Russian girlfriend." Julian’s face went pale. "He came near you?" "He didn't hurt me," I said. "He didn't have to. He just showed me the truth. He showed me that my husband is a liar."