Novel & Cerita Kat Timpf's Husband

"Although she keeps coming to our house to ask about you too, after Liam helped get your father released from the station and our house back too. Temisa is married, and I'm sure she will be expecting her child soon." "That's a lie, Mom!" Anita quickly wipes off her tears and sits up well as she finally clutches her phone and switches it on. "It's the truth. Temisa and Alfred got married three months after you disappeared. I guess you both switched husbands as she's married to Alfred and you're going to marry Liam." "No, Mom. I cannot marry him," Anita frowns, still not wanting to meet Temisa.

I asked again. “If I didn’t hear a word from you…” “It’s Mr.Thorr Elkins.” My eyes slowly widened, he’s the father of Timothy. ‘Why in the world?’ “Does it have to deal with the murder of his son, Timothy?” I asked bravely, and when I didn’t get a response from them, it triggered me. My curiosity won’t put me at peace, and I just found myself running inside the mansion, following Alpha Priam.

Tiffany's husband also clearly knew about her affairs with other men. He even turned a blind eye to it. Theo was the third man she had found in over a year's time. He was also the only one who agreed to marry her. "Have you figured out how much money this man has already?" Tiffany's husband asked. "What money could he possibly have? He's flat broke! Don't even think about trying to get anything from me again. I've already paid you back everything I've owed you. We'll part ways for good in a few days' time!" she replied.

"Good evening, Sir. It's been a long time since you visited here, Mr. Kelley. And at that time you were with your sister, but now you're with your beautiful girlfriend." "Yeah, it's been a while since I've been here. But anyway, this beautiful woman here with me isn't my girlfriend." He said, placing his hand on my lower back. "Sir?" The guard seemed confused "Tim, this is Sophia, my wife." "Whoah! But we haven't heard you get married?" "Well, it's a private ceremony and we didn't announce it in public." "Ahh..." He said, nodding. "By the way, congratulations, Sir and mam Sophia."

Tim took another puff of a cigar, “Mm-hmm. Since you to getting married, come home and stay with us. You have been wondering outside for too long. Its time for you to come home. I am getting gold. I hope to have you guys by my side.” Kester front when he heard that. “Dad, I still want to make a name for myself outside.” Tim was taken back, but he still sighed deeply. “Alright! No matter what you do, I always support you.” Tim gave few more simple instructions before leaving. Author’s POV: Downstairs everyone was indigent. “Is Dad out of his mind? Kester married a second-hand woman. Not only did Dad not object, but he even prepared such an expensive gift for her.” Grace grumbled.

“You’re not alone. You never were. But if you keep pretending, you’ll drown before anyone can reach you.” Celina swallowed hard. For the first time in weeks, she felt something crack. “No, I did,” her father cut in, stepping forward. His voice was harder, older, filled with barely contained anger. “We heard from your cousin. Word’s spreading. This man you married—he has another wife? Another life?” Celina finally turned to face them, her eyes red but defiant. “I didn’t know.” “That’s not the point!” her father snapped, the sharp crack of his palm hitting the dining table reverberating through the room like a gunshot. The plates rattled, and so did Celina’s resolve.

Tim yelled my name and I turned to look at him. “You're my husband,yet in these three months, I've felt nothing but pain whenever I look at you,hell,you didn't even comfort me today,you didn't!” I screamed. Ophelia and Paul stood up and walked over to the door, accompanied by the attorneys. “When I want to discuss my parents' wealth, it'll be with my attorneys and not in your presence.” I stated vehemently. “We'll be back when you're calmer.” Ophelia said and they all walked out. Tim's phone rang and I noticed how he turned the screen so I wouldn't see the caller. I scoffed and walked up to him.

“Mom, it’s Dad.” My son, Nathan Lewis, pointed at something. I looked over and saw someone familiar. I was stunned. I saw my husband, Silas Lewis, get out of a Porsche. He wore high-end branded clothes, and every move he made exuded regality. A beautifully dressed woman got down from the front passenger’s seat. I had seen her before. Her name was Spring Taylor, and she had many fans simply because she was pretty. Silas put an arm around Spring’s waist and walked past Nathan and me.

“Right now, he doesn't have any family. You are his only family, and to recover fully, he would need people around. We can have him stay with us. I am sure that…" I pressed my lips to the side of his face. He froze and turned to me, slightly blinking. I had been racking my brain, trying to figure out the best way to sort out Timothy. “Are you sure you want to have him with us?” I asked. He grabbed my hand and pulled it to his lips. "He is my wife’s father. Why won't it be okay?” he whispered, kissing the back of my hand. “You are the one who suggested this," I murmured.

Tiffany Halton, a stripper, is now the wife of the famous English multi-billionaire. No, she wasn't a contracted wife. She was going to be his legal and loved wife. A life she never thought or dreamt of was suddenly hers. However, if only her mother was loved by a man like Kai. How— would she have lived a better life. Would she have met Kai? Suddenly, Kai’s arms slid around her waist, pulling her into his warmth, pressing a soft kiss at the back of her neck. "Good morning, darling." Tiffany paused, then slowly and carefully, she turned to face him. Her fingers brushed along the back of his neck. Kai’s eyes opened slowly, then shot wide open when he saw her tears.