Leon Draisaitl Wife Novels & Stories

“And this time, it’s not because of your husband either.” Luna’s smile remained, Lily’s words didn’t touch, as Luna was sure Lily hoped they would. They barely grazed her even, and that was because she knew exactly who Lily was. A venomous viper who preyed on women of her peers out of bitterness and little to no real satisfaction in her own life. “Rita, meet Lily Davis, wife of Mac Davis, who is a cousin to Justin,” Luna said. Lily blinked when Luna didn’t say more. Luna cocked her head sideways a little bit, her eyes narrowing as she pretended to think.

They looked at each other. “Ready?” Driana asked. “No.” “Good. At least one of us is being honest now.” she smiled. “You’re my wife. You’re supposed to support me.” Driana reached for the door handle. “That wasn’t included in the contract.” Then the door opened, and they became husband and wife. Now, as they walked toward Sterling headquarters, Driana remained close to Maxwell’s side. Her arm stayed linked through his while Maxwell guided her past the wall of cameras.

“ Your daughter…..is amazing . She is not only pretty and kindhearted but successful as well . Your daughter is really a hard catch . “ said madam Dana with a smile . “ Ha ha ha ! She indeed is and still is a hard catch but someone managed to catch her . “ said Nikole . Madam Dana’s smile faded when she heard that someone had managed to catch her . “ Is she married ? “ asked madam Dana . “ Yeah ! She is . “ said Nikole . “ I wonder who is the lucky guy . “ said madam Dana . “ I don’t know if you have heard of him before . She is married to Aron Caddel , the young master of the Caddel family and president of the Caddel corporation . “ said Nikole . ‘ Aron ?!!!……….She is Aron’s wife ?!!! ‘ tho

Each of their movements spoke of the fact that the queen had arrived. The only person who was almost blinded by this was Betina Adams, who stared at Liana without even blinking, even though she was hallucinating. Was that Liana Legrand? Something must be wrong with my eyes... It couldn't be. That couldn't be Liana who is old and ugly. "Isn't she President White's ex-wife?" "I think so, if not, why else would Dylan be holding her hand?" "But haven't I heard that the woman is an ordinary housewife? How is it possible that she has become someone so extraordinary?"

Leonard stood frozen, staring blankly at the woman before him. She was Dorothea Chevalier, the wife of Frederic Chevalier and mother of Jacques Chevalier. Moments later, Dorothea collapsed into uncontrollable sobs, as though seeing her deceased son rise from his grave. Irenee rushed to support her trembling body, tears streaming down her own face as well. Both women were drowning in grief, mourning their family’s loss, and now standing before the cause of their despair. Despite the anguish surrounding him, Leonard's cold, indifferent expression remained unchanged.

She wanted to embrace Leona but hesitated. Leona quickly stepped back, baffled. "Excuse me, ma'am, but who are you?" Her words seemed to upset the woman, who burst into tears, and she felt a strange ache in her heart. She thought of a possibility, but she was unwilling to believe it. Carlile stepped forward and said indifferently, "You're Leona Whitney, right? I'm Carlile Reilley, and this is my wife, Nadine Mendoza."

She had contacted nearly every designer in Kingsley herself, but because Liam had been sabotaging her behind the scenes, nobody dared work with her. Yet Leonel had anticipated everything. And somehow— He had even convinced Louis Vale to personally design for her. “Do you like it?” Leonel asked quietly. Still holding her hand, he lowered his head and brushed a soft kiss against her fingertips. “You’re my wife,” he murmured. “At the gala, you should be the most unforgettable woman in the room.” The warmth of his lips lingered against her skin. Hot. Dangerously intimate. Navia immediately pulled her hand away and hurried after Louis’s assistant without daring to look back.

Leon was his aide! "Your wife? Ah. Yes! Who is the lucky woman, Sir? I'd like to meet her." Leon laughed. It turns out his guess was correct. Mrs. Dolores still didn't understand that Arren was his legitimate wife. "Of course! I will introduce her to you." "Lucky the woman!" "Introduce, this is my wife," Leon extended Arren's hand to Mrs. Dolores. "Re-really?!" Mrs. Dolores was surprised.

There was a feeling I felt, it was so strong and consuming, that I couldn’t shake it away, no matter how hard I tried. “He just called her his wife,” one person said “How long have you guys been married?” “Naya Genrey, how did you meet” “It is Naya Valois” I corrected, I was enjoying every bit of it I couldn’t stop smiling “Was it the marriage that destroyed your relationship with your family?” One asked and I scoffed “A little exclusive announcement from me,” Leon said and everywhere became quiet only the sound of the camera shutter that filled the air “I Leon Valois will be contesting for the position of CEO in Valois group” he announced and they went even more crazy

“He is Damien, your husband.” Her head jerked towards me as she gasped. “Husband?!” she exclaimed. “This is a lot to take in. My name is Lauren, and I am married. I imagined a lot of things, but not once did I think about this. Do I have any children?” “You only got married weeks ago,” Darla answered. Lauren looked at me for as long as she could before shaking her head. “I’m really sorry that I’m doing this, but I was told not to trust strangers on anything since I don’t remember much. How do I know that you’re really my husband? Any wedding photos? Do we have pictures together?”