Julianna Margulies Husband Novels & Stories

After the dinner debacle, Julian stopped trying to reach me through messages. He came directly to the Costanzo estate. I didn't let him in. He stood in the rain, practically on his knees by the end. I didn't come downstairs once. There was no room for mistakes in mafia world. A man that foolish had no business being my husband. But someone even more foolish was still making moves. A post appeared online: "The Moretti heir's marriage — who's really the outsider here?" It was loaded with photos of Selena and Julian together, shot after shot of what looked like a couple.

Julian didn’t look at me. He hadn’t looked at me all evening. “Julian,” a woman’s voice purred, smooth as silk, “you didn’t tell me your wife would be attending tonight.” I stiffened. Vivian Cole—model, socialite, and the woman every gossip blog linked to my husband whenever I wasn’t standing close enough to stop them. Julian finally turned, not to me, but to her. His lips curved into a smile I hadn’t seen in years. “It was a last-minute decision,” he said casually. “Elara doesn’t usually attend events like this.”

"Have you girls forgotten about the massive public scandal from last month? The huge fight in the media?" Bulimia frowned, trying to remember. "What fight?" "Her ex-husband!" Victoria laughed loudly, clapping her hands together. "Elena was married to some middle-class businessman named Mark. When Julian started sleeping with her, the ex-husband went completely wild! He dragged Julian’s name all over the internet and the television stations. There was a huge public scene. The man practically put Julian Vane in the media as a home-wrecking billionaire!"

“What are you doing here Amal?” “It’s no longer mom? How rude have you become?” “Very rude, and you lost the privilege of being called mom.” “Fair enough.” “What do you want?” “Well, knowing who you are and after seeing the news about your husband’s real identity, I had to come to stop you from making the wrong move.” “What are you talking about?” “Ashley, Duke, your husband is the richest and most powerful in the whole fucking world. And now, because he didn’t tell you, you feel betrayed.”

“You don’t understand—” “Then explain it!” she burst out, her voice trembling. “Because right now, I feel like I don’t even know who I’ve been in love with!” The words hung in the air, jagged and cruel. Julian’s face twisted in pain for the briefest second before he composed himself. “I don’t have a son,” he said firmly. “Vivian and I… our marriage was a disaster. You know that. If she had been pregnant, if she had given me a child, don’t you think I would have told you?”

And she damn well knows how I feel. I let out a ragged sigh and didn't meet her curious eyes. “I’ll be fine Nat, you don’t need to worry. I’m going to do what I need to do for my company even if it means being next to him,” I whisper the last part and take a sip of my ginger tea. My heart clenches involuntarily from the mere thought of Julien. I heard he’s married to some supermodel and she’s pregnant now, Claudia or something. Her Dad is a European business tycoon and…

With her excellent resume, Clara had secured a job as a senior personal public relations professional for the CEO, Adrian. The public relations department director, Sheina Moza, brought Clara to meet Adrian. Unbeknownst to Clara, the man who would become her boss was actually her husband, Jordan. Adrian didn't trust people. He used his real name when his marriage was formalized. Only those closest to him knew his real name—Jordan Halle

"Yeah, and it's only a matter of time before her husband finds out who Oliver was working with. I'm sure you don't want us to have that problem right now." "Her being here is another problem that we are going to struggle to deal with. You know that Julie is friends with her daughter, and if anything goes wrong, we are screwed." "I know that. Maybe it's time Julie plays her part as well." I was quiet as a bat and pretending to be sleeping so that I'd hear more of their conversation, and I was shocked to my core to discover that Lawrence was married to Julie's mother. I couldn't believe it because their daughter had been friends with Arianna for two years, and I would've never thought of anyth