Lay Zhang Wife Novels & Stories

Lizzy shouted. Henry sat there, a once great man, now ridiculed to nothing after losing all he had to an investment that didn't yield any profit. "There is nothing we can do about it, Lizzy. Leave Liora out of our lives," Henry warned. "Or else what? Don't tell me you still think of her as your daughter," Lizzy shouted. "I did what you wanted then; I got her married, and we got paid. What else do you want me to do?" Hery asked.

Cristina eyed him boringly. "Told you to not to do this if you can't bear a mere hunger." she said in a mocking tone. He sulkily came closer to her and hugged her from side putting all of his weight on her like a kid. The brothers clenched their fists not liking the close proximity between them and wanted to push Liam away from their angel but couldn't do it because he was her husband. So, they unwillingly averted their gazes away from them. Suddenly Vanessa started feeling dizzy due to having nothing in her system and she already started feeling weak.

Since they both want to get rid of the same girl, it will be much easier if they work together. "Hey girl, how are things going with your Mr Zachary?" Lucia teased her. "Very very bad, you won't believe what I just found out now." Jane said almost wanting to cry. "What happened?" Lucia asked. "Mr Zachary is married and you won't believe who is wife is." she said. "Really? Well it's so rare for a man like that not to have a wife but, who is the wife?" Lucia asked Jane. "Jasmine," Jane said and Lucia opened her mouth in surprise, she almost could not believe her ears.

"How could she hit you so hard? And you just stood there and watched, Jesse. Have you forgotten Sinead is your wife?" I was already a little upset. "She has already married someone else with your approval. Have you forgotten that?" Sinead's mother choked on her words and fell silent. After a while, she spoke again. "But that wasn't real. It was only an act. You're the only one taking it seriously." I rolled my eyes. They had all treated those solemn wedding vows as an act, but I couldn't. In fact, I found it filthy. Besides, it had been five years, and they had never told me about Zachary.

Then, suddenly, a beautiful woman wearing a red suspender off-the-shoulder dress crashed directly into his arms. "Edward, didn't you say the night before yesterday that you were going to call me when you went back?" "I waited for you for a day and a night, and I asked Edward to find out that you were here." "Edward, have you divorced the one surnamed Zorion? How soon will you be able to get married? The woman's hands hugged Edward tightly, her clear and bright pupils, curved willow eyebrows, and long eyelashes trembled slightly, which was extremely cute.

he let out a small laugh and stopped when he noticed the disappointment on her face. “I don’t understand,” She whimpered. “Go inside, freshen up and rest a bit. When it’s dinner time I’ll explain everything to you” he rubbed her arm and left. “Ma’am” a lady dressed in black came. “I’ll help you with that” “Who’re you?” “I’m Anita, your personal attendant, ma’am” She replied. * * * Apparently, the only reason she was married to this gorgeous man was for the growth and stability of his and her father’s company. Her attendant had told her everything while she helped her sort herself out.

Her lies, spewed under the cover of being a reporter, made me tremble with rage. "You're lying through your teeth! Wilson is my husband, not yours." Rowena Jones paused, then smirked like she had caught me in a slip-up. "Wilson's your husband? Prove it." "I..." "Here's my marriage certificate with Wilson. Got anything like that?" She waved two certificates from her bag, flaunting them for me and the camera to see. A chill ran through me. How on earth did she have a marriage certificate with Wilson?

Curious that a playboy would frequent a single date. "YuZhi Leng and long-term girlfriend Rhea Cheng" TangShi read it twice more before clicking on another, and another, her irritation rising as she was faced with the same result. No matter what the girl’s hair was like, her clothes, her make up, it was definitely the same woman in all of them and was still apparently current. It seemed she had been by his side for many years, and this was no news to the comments under the articles, praising them for being China’s dream couple.

she said in glee. "Let me remind you that I'm not Reese Jones, for the love of God, Lara!" I rolled my eyes. How could she get so giddy with the thought of me marrying that grumpy billionaire? She sighed. "But isn't it an opportunity you should consider, Liv? It only takes one vow and you will get your chance to escape from the rat race. Come to think of it, you will no longer need to work as a stripper. You'll have a wealthy life, and the most good-looking husband. You'll never have to worry about money, you will get anything you want—"

As I was rummaging through the trash for leftovers, my wife, who had died three years ago, suddenly showed up. She stepped out of the Voyce and looked down at me from above. “Honey, you really did pass my test.” I was holding some moldy stale bread. I stared at her in bewilderment. It turned out that three years ago, at a class reunion, the school heartthrob she had once dated had suggested it. “I wanted to see if your love is real.”