Novel & Cerita Lauren Jones First Husband

" Then the two women lunged at Walter like wild animals, clawing and scratching at him. Walter was already in his sixties. There was no way he could withstand the assault. Fortunately, two male servants reacted quickly and managed to pull the women away from him. Only then did I notice the rounded bellies hidden beneath their oversized padded jackets. My mind went blank. My first thought was that my husband, Ryan Carter, had cheated on me. And somehow, he had picked not one, but two women like this. My hands trembled with rage as I pulled out my phone and dialed his number. "Ryan, you have ten minutes. Get your ass home. Now."

If his penis hadn't raised its head to remind him, Roger would not have regained consciousness. Roger is famous as the rich billionaire of AL. He has made love to many women, but no one can make Roger feel as nostalgic as Aretha. Aretha was the first woman to make love to Roger and make him miss the feeling for three years. During those three short years, Roger made love to countless women, but none could give him as much satisfaction as Aretha. And now, Aretha once again appeared in front of Roger. He swore he wouldn't let Aretha run away again.

“Thirteen years ago, I knew something was wrong. Lauren and I married because my father forced the marriage on me. A few days before the wedding, she went MIA and only appeared for the ceremony.” He took a deep breath and dragged his eyes between us. “I didn't think much about it because I didn't want the alliance, either. But I promised whoever it was I ended up with. I was hoping to try to be the best I could to them." “For the first twelve years, everything was going smoothly until Lauren started keeping secrets. And they led me to investigate. It was only then that I realised she had a lover whom she went on private trips with occasionally." “While trying to dig into her infidelity, I st

She asked. I nodded, "My husband, Eirik Jones brought my son in. I am.his wife and I need to see them." I pointed for her to type in again. "The thing is...." She scratched her neck, "There is a 'Mrs Jones' in the register already, including Mr Jones and Ianth Jones." She said, "I am guessing the family is complete. You are probably an outsider or you want to come and steal their child." The first nurse felt like she had triumphed with her words.

Mr Taylor asked her being confused. He thought that if she did not like the style, he would tell Young Master about it tomorrow. Is there even a problem with the style of clothes? Lauren thought for a moment, then asked: " how would you feel when your wife will give you used clothes...how will you react then ..?" "I'm not married." Mr Taylor said "How old are you?" Lauren was stunned. " forty nine...." "Why aren't you married yet? I am married at age of 20 years old. " Lauren said with a depressed look..

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.

Max puts his arm around me, and I lean into him. “Yes, I didn’t know you were such a dancer. I knew you were good with numbers but didn’t know you could count rhythm,” Allen says. I gesture to Max, “Allen, do you know my husband, Maxwell?” “We’ve met,” Allen says sharply. Smiling, Allen says, “I heard rumors you got married, but I didn’t put together it was Max.” I place my hand on Max, “He swept me off my feet.” Daniel approaches us. I feel Max tense under my hand. In a hiss Daniel asks, “What did you do?”

Solana's POV I smiled at Pierce, trying so hard not to look arrogant. "He's my husband." Shock was very evident on his face after I said that. He was unable to speak for a couple of seconds. He's shocked. Of course. He never heard anything about me getting married, so he'd be very shocked. I'm not a fool not to notice his stares. I know he still has feelings for me but I'm doing everything to ignore it. I felt Jordan's arm behind me, resting on the back rest. I looked at him and smiled after our eyes met. His smile was different. I know he's angry. Is he… probably jealous?

Defeated. "So this is it? You wanna divorce me and shack up with my UNCLE? Not gonna happen. I'm NEVER signing those papers." He said it like it was some mic drop, then slammed the door like a total drama queen. I just sat there on the bed, dead quiet. Marriages like ours? They're basically ticking time bombs. And when they blow, they don't just crack—they torch everything in sight. After a long pause, I looked at Lionel, guilt creeping in. "Sorry... I dragged you into this mess."

Claire got through the first week of work and marriage somehow; both were difficult, but at least her manager talks, while it’s just pure silence with her so-called husband. He’s annoying, so annoying that she wants to avoid him at all costs. Her only companion in the house is the housekeeper, Mrs. Hampton, a middle-aged woman who mainly cooks for them. She was having random conversations with Mrs. Hampton in the kitchen when her phone rang. It was an unsaved number. She picked up, and a familiar voice spoke through the phone.