Julie Bragg Husband Novels & Stories

“I feel so fucking humiliated! That punk gives off more aggression than anyone I know and he’s an arrogant son of a bitch! He’s as cold as they say and it's clear that he doesn’t do business with just anyone. It’s no secret that our business is being run into the ground by Brigette!” He ran his hands through his hair furiously and laughed bitterly. “She was right,” was all he could say. Aria looked at her husband, confused. The more she looked at him, the more it began to click, and she was not happy, to say the least. Her face went from confused to angry. “Did that brat do something before she disappeared!?! How could you let her slip through your fingers?!”

The reporter said. " A million dollars." Alex said. Julia switched off the TV. "That is him right? Your husband. " She said. " That bastard!" I said in anger. " How did he know?" I whispered to myself. I was worried trying to figure out how he knew who Bradley was, who told him. " Girl you have to tell me something here. " She said.

Yet now… Julian refused to let go of her, even though she was trying her best to accept everything that came her way, even having her own husband appearing in public with her sister as husband and wife. What exactly had she done to provoke him?

* I shoved my phone back into my purse and put a blank check in front of him, "name your price Wilson, we can get in this marriage and carry on with our respective lives, you will be my husband on paper and paper only." He leaned back in his chair and loosened his tie with one hand, the corner of his mouth lifting like he found the whole thing amusing. His fingers tapped once against the armrest before he tilted his head and locked eyes with mine, “Red, you are just as interesting as your name, I've gotten out of fifteen marriages, what makes you think I can't get out of this one.”

“I'm sorry, what?” Bruce put down his cup to look directly at me. “Julie has her baby daddy to do the preparations for her. All I've been hearing is her doing it alone and it's completely exhausting. I haven't had the time to confront him about it. I wouldn't want to have his fist buried in my face again.” He laughed like it wasn't weird. The hell? Could it have been that mum wasn't just doing sneaky things with him? She was also giving him a sneak peek into her marriage? Like seriously?

“You're lucky, ma'am. It seems like Sir. Gabriel loves you so much, unlike my ex-husband who cheated on me!" Celina’s throat closed up. She blinked rapidly, fighting the rising tide of panic and disbelief. “Yes. That’s… right.” She forced a nod, swallowing hard. “We’ve been married. W-We are doing great." Marissa gave an understanding nod and smiled warmly. “He’s so proud of you. I always thought you two made a great couple. It’s nice to finally put a face to the name.” Celina’s knees felt weak. A cold wave washed over her as Marissa’s words settled into her like icy needles. The man she had been sharing stolen moments with—the man who whispered sweet promises and touched her like she was th

"If we do that, what about Joel? How can I convince him to switch you with his daughter? He loves his daughter so much and I'm sure, he's been finding a way to get her a good and comfortable life. This is an opportunity for him" "That's why you're his wife, Mom! You can convince him. Besides, that witch isn't interested in the marriage proposal. Do this for me and I will change our lives completely once I become the rich man's wife. I will take you out of this wretched family... Don't you want that?" They will never change!- I thought, shaking my head, and sauntered downstairs only to meet with my Dad, seating on one of the couches with a newspaper in his hand.

Her voice was still weak, and her words slurred, which only made me more desperate. "It’s okay, Jane. I think I’m the one he should be pointing that gun at. After all, I’m her husband. I’m the biggest obstacle keeping you two from being together," Daon stated. I could see Bobby’s eyes filling with more and more hatred and adrenaline. I didn’t know what Daon’s plan was, but at least he was doing something. All I could do was cry and tremble as everything unfolded before my eyes. "She married me and promised to love me forever. She made love to me every night, and she completely forgot about you!" Daon said with a smirk.

Until Maggie severed the connection by yelling her name. He let out a sigh as he watched them move farther away from them. “You fancy her?” “Maggie? She's your wife, bro.” Jules said, playing dumb. Jeremy chuckled. “You sneaky b*st*rd, you know who I'm talking about.” Jules gave a half-shrug, but he didn't answer the question, though he knew who his brother had been talking about.

For her. “Thanks,” Julia said, forcing a smile so fake I wanted to pull her away from all this and remind her who she really was. She wasn’t doing anything wrong—that dick of a husband was the one who messed up, who gave another man the chance to step in. Mrs. Whitfield gave a tight, cruel smile. Her husband nodded like a prop, and they walked off—already whispering about us before they even reached the door. Julia stared at the floor like she wanted it to crack open and swallow her whole.