Novel & Cerita Kiss Freddie Highmore Wife

I noticed the consistent image of a woman and I recognized her to be his dead wife. A headline caught my attention. CEO FREDDY DESMOND LOSES WIFE TO UNKNOWN REASONS. WILL CEO FREDDY DESMOND FIND LOVE AGAIN AFTER FIVE MONTHS OF MOURNING HIS WIFE? IS CEO FREDDY’S WIFE REALLY DEAD? I narrowed my eyes at the last one. This man seemed to have a lot of paparazzi on his tail. Would it be good for someone like me? I checked through the recent pictures and noticed he had not made any appearance since three months ago when he was seen at a restaurant in Korea discussing with a lady. A blurry image followed the headline.

Her voice seemed to choke and she sniffled, trying to get her airway clear. "Louis will be fine. I didn't expect that woman to be so horrible and with her words" Ellis calmed his wife. He made her place her head on his torso, patting her back gently. This would not have been the case if Louis hadn't been involved in an accident. "What kind of a woman are you, Freya? Do you have to showcase your inhuman attitude before everyone you come in contact with.. " Freddie was cautioning his wife when she interrupted him sharply.

He looks like Casady, with black curls and blue eyes. Jason also met someone. Well, they have known each other for a few years but it wasn't until Cassady's wedding that Jason and Freddie announced their relationship. Last year, Freddie proposed to Jason, and they are planning the wedding of the year, according to Jason. Brian picks her up and she lays down on his chest, closing her eyes. I watch the father and daughter wishing my sons could also have that. Sandra is lucky to have a husband who takes good care of her and their daughter. Tears form in my eyes as I think about him but I quickly blink them away. I don't want them to see that he still haunts me.

The strong metal gold key in Khloe Ferguson’s hand sparkled as she fiddled with it. “Ethan Foster... He doesn't know I own his life,” Khloe took a deep breath. She sat in her cold room upstairs and from the window, she could see her lovely husband, Ethan Foster kissing and wrapping hands over his mistress’ curvaceous waist. Katrina Eliot, or Katty as Ethan would call her, is just the kind of woman who can collide the heads of ten men together by just walking past them.

He stayed silent, waiting. “No,” she said into the phone. “He did not. And you will not get to ask me that again.” Randy laughed. “Lying already.” Kris’s phone chimed. Kris went still. “Freeda.” She turned the screen. A blurry still of Freeda’s hand in Scott’s shirt. Captioned: BRIDE KISSES BALEY HOURS AFTER WALKING OUT. Randy’s voice came through, pleased. “Now pick. Say you are still mine, or let them drag you for me.”

Chapter 813 People in high-society circles in Freesia, especially these ladies, all knew each other. They had afternoon tea parties and dinner parties from time to time. Of course, they knew Fiona. She was from the Moore family and would marry Frederick to be the Jackson family's granddaughter-in-law. Indeed, Frederick had been a playboy and had affairs with countless women. So some ladies began thinking to themselves, 'It seems that this woman has a good temperament, but she is so dissolute actually. How did such a swindler sneak in?!'

I smiled broadly, trying to admire my beauty, when Freddie suddenly stood up and strolled over, slipping some money which he had pulled out of his wallet, into the stylist's hand, before turning to say to me, in a voice loud enough for everyone in the salon to hear, “You look so pretty, my wife!” His wife? My heart skipped, faces turning with everyone fixing their stares on us. Since I realized this to be part of his little performance, I decided to roll with it, my cheeks turned red as I blushing, looking more like a love-struck teenager now, or should I say_smitten schoolgirl…?!!! “Isn’t he the same chap who got married to the emperor's daughter, Rhianna Brown, yesterday?” A woman in her l

“Ah. I see. You came for her.” Dorian didn’t respond. Freddie tilted his head, his smirk deepening. “I imagine you’ve seen the news.” Dorian’s jaw clenched. Freddie leaned in slightly, lowering his voice just enough for only Dorian to hear. “You should know, she said yes.” Dorian inhaled sharply, willing himself to remain calm. “She always was a good actress.” Freddie’s smirk faltered for just a second. Dorian took a step closer, dropping his voice to a dangerous whisper. “The question is, do you really think she’s yours?”

“Maurice… he’s getting married. “What?” Veldana quizzed, looking way too curious for the question. “To Haile….,” Freya continued, her voice sounding gentle. “She’s… you know, the musician. The one everyone’s been hearing and talking on the internet lately. He is…. he’s actually getting married to her.” She should feel happy about this news because it meant he would move on and she'd be free from his torments now but it felt like her chest and her heart had been crushed under a rock.