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Mark looked at Sherin in disbelief. "Are you pregnant?" Mark asked. "By whom?" Sherin didn't want to answer at first, but Mark's sharp look made her awkward. Sherin gulped down saliva, her throat choking at the mention of Xavier's name. "Who?!" Mark asked more loudly. "Xavier!" Sherin spontaneously replied. "The CEO of the Andarsa Group company. The child in my womb is his." Mark breathed heavily as his shoulders slumped limply. He looked at Sherin for a split second with mixed emotions in his eyes.

They scolded me for hiding my husband and now Hershey was glaring at me. "Why didn't I know that you're married? Your husband is so hot and handsome, Sol. That's unfair! I don't even have a boyfriend. Why are you so lucky?" Hershey continued throwing tantrums. I just laughed and shook my head. I told them about Jordan and our marriage. Of course, they know him as Trevor Evans' illegitimate son and I chose to respect Jordan's decision of keeping his real identity hidden. I know he doesn't like much attention that is why he's hiding the fact that he's the President of the Muller Group.

His every word is giving her a stab from behind with the sharpest knife. Before he could process what he just said and how he could say such a thing like this, his attention goes to incoming message to his phone. " Calm down and take some rest! I will talk to you later!" Emma Downey watches his husband leaving the house with no more regrets. It's not new. But the slap and talking about divorce, have crossed the limit of her patience.

She will make their lives miserable. When Oscar was dumbfounded by Aretha's words, he turned to see Roger, who was sitting leisurely in his chair, watching them. This person is a billionaire of AL. Oscar has to rely on Roger a lot. He doesn't want to lose the mountain of gold in front of him. If his daughter Jenny were to marry Roger, then the second half of Oscar's life would be worry-free. Oscar made a serious face at Aretha, raising his voice. "The police will take you away in a while. You will be arrested for abusing the company's public funds and assaulting others. This crime is hard to escape."

My husband, Aaron Turner, and our son, Lucas Turner, made the headlines together. "Breaking News! Cold and ruthless mafia boss Aaron Turner secretly married—with a five-year-old son!" But I wasn't the woman featured in the story. In the video, Aaron and Sylvia Blair were walking hand-in-hand with five-year-old Lucas through an amusement park. Sylvia smiled gently as she caressed Lucas's head, while Aaron stood by, quietly watching her with soft, unwavering eyes. They looked exactly like a family of three.

He had no memory of what happened, but he saw a red stain on the sheet—meaning he had been her first. He hadn't initially intended to keep it going. Laureen was his late wife’s best friend. She was close to Zendaya and was even considered his daughter's godmother. But out of frustration because he was being forced to marry Cyan right after his wife’s death, he was constantly drinking. Laureen was always there for him. One thing led to another until they were doing it even when he was sober and in his right mind. It became convenient for him. He was a man with needs, and Laureen met them. Plus, she made Zendaya happy.

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..

She jabbed a finger at Khloe's face, wishing she had another mouth just to curse her harder. "A pretty boy?" Khloe cut in softly before the old woman could finish. "Mind your words. He's my legal husband—and someone your family can't afford to offend." She was being firmly held by Nick, her body instinctively leaning into his chest. That intimate posture only poured fuel on Lauren's fury. Enraged beyond restraint, Lauren sneered loudly. "Legal husband? You've only been separated from Trey for a few months, and you already have a husband? Khloe, you really are shameless and fickle. I misjudged you back then!

"I'm not his wife. You'll need to contact his family." There was a pause. Then the voice dropped, confused. "His phone lists you as 'Wife.'" *** Two months later, Lionel handed me a death certificate. "Peter's gone." My hand froze. The fork hit the plate with a sharp clink. Something twisted in my chest—hard to name it. Lionel sat next to me, laced his fingers through mine, and started fidgeting with them. Then he told me everything. After Peter went back to Rivera, he unraveled. Hooked up with anyone who looked his way—except Cindy.

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?”