Kristen Stewart Wife Novels & Stories

"Wait you know too." "News spread fast." "I wanted to tell Rodriguez I won't be able to make it to work tomorrow. Adriana and I plan on heading to the park." She so badly wanted to tell him but she kept her mouth shut and continued, "Ok. I'll tell him." She immediately felt a hand grab the phone from her. She turned to see the sick man she married. "Hey Nathan, I was thinking maybe we should join in. My wife here has been really tense lately."

She said almost shouting. I was shocked by the tone of her voice. I glared at her. "What do you mean by that?" I said seriously. "Your wife is gone! She left you! Why do you think I’m here instead of her?! Because she already left you! She left with Alex! They cheated on us! They left us!” She said while she is crying so loud. I shake my head. That’s impossible! My wife will never do that! “What are you saying?” I said still in disbelief.

"You still remember calling me that?" "Yes, I do, Mom. I told you, I have a great memory," Adriana replied as Ophelia gently cupped her face, smiling. "I’m happy you found your daughter, Dad. I should go now. Kristin is expecting me home." "Kristin?" Adriana asked, furrowing her brow at the mention of another woman. "Yes, my wife." "You’re married?" Adriana asked again. "Yes. Is there a problem?" Richard asked, noticing her expression.

I make a mental note to corner her later and force it out of her. "C'mon in ladies," Christine welcomes us with a smile on her face. Christine is the wife of Travis Steele, the communications/IT expert for Heaven Hill, and the sister of Jagger. She's about as deep into Heaven Hill as you can get without being born into the fold. Not only is she an awesome person though and through, but she also does amazing hair, and lately she's been taking chances with hers. I haven't seen her in a month or so, and I squeal excitedly when I see the black and purple she's got in her locks today.

She tried to lunge again, but Kristin grabbed her from behind. "Make sure she doesn’t leave," Stefan said to Griffin before turning to walk away. "You’re a fucking lunatic, Stefan!" Kristin shouted after him. "How do you kidnap your pregnant wife—and your own mother?" But Stefan didn’t respond. He disappeared into the shadows.

Her face twisted as if she was trying to forget the memories of her past. “I never saw him after that untill one day he offered me job with higher salary to work as a care taker for his son. I was astonished and embarrassed knowing I slept with a married man but how could I say no to the money, so I agreed.” Rachel let out a sigh as her eyes teared. “Kristina and I got along immediately. Jakob would rarely be home so we have picnics in the gardens, fishing in the lake, star gazing with little Killian.” A faint smile touched her lips. “I started loving him as my own son. His pale blue eyes reminded me of his father sometimes, but his were full of warmth and hope.”

“Well… the public needs to know. Who is this mystery woman?” “She’s no mystery. Emma and I were married briefly. It was arranged by my grandfather, so things didn’t work out at first. But after our split, we realized that we wanted to be together. What neither of us knew at the time is that when we parted ways, she took a piece of me with her.” Again, the audience gasped. “Are you saying that William Stewart, billionaire bachelor extraordinaire is a now a father?” “I am,” he beamed. “We have a baby girl, and she is the center of my universe.”

The Tv turns on and a shrill voice fills the air causing the laughter to die down. “A fraud, that’s what she is and my family would get to the bottom of this. Our empire would not go down so easily.” A woman in a cute halter-neck dress is speaking into a microphone, cameras flashing all around her. Something about her seems familiar. In the casual way she flips her hair and throws her bejewelled fingers. She’s dripping in diamonds. “Does it mean she’s still in control of all the family assets, including the infamous Hamilton estate?” A reporter with a mic questions the woman.

"You're disgusting." "I'm realistic." He straightened his tie, trying to regain some composure. "You have twenty-four hours to come home, Krista. After that, I'll make sure you never work in this city again. I have connections everywhere. One phone call, and you're blacklisted from every fashion house in New York." "You can't do that," Sophia said, but we both knew he could. Alex smiled, sensing weakness. "I can do whatever I want. I'm Alex Hayes. And you're just my wife who's having a little breakdown."

Dad said and she just replied with a thanks, I still don’t know why Jeanne likes Mum more. “Alright let the party continue,” Grandma said. “Party, what party?”Jeanne asked. “Oh your brother got married today so we are having a little party to celebrate the union.” “Brother got married but I didn’t see any news about it,” she said bringing her phone out looking for any news about my wedding. “There was no news about it Jean because I didn’t want the press to know” “Why? Are you ashamed of your wife or isn’t she from a prominent family” she asked and Mum snorted.