Romans & histoires Liane V Husband

Should she sign the agreement and lose her husband, or should she refuse and risk losing everything? She looked down at the document again, her hands trembling. She took a deep breath, her eyes filling with tears. She didn't know what to do. Finally, she reached for the pen, her hand shaking as she signed her name on the line. "Did you ever even like me?" Avery asked, her voice breaking. "No," her husband replied, his voice cold. "I never loved you. I married you because it was convenient. I needed a wife, and you were there."

“Yes. I heard from Miss Hina and all the other ladies seemed to know it as well. I didn’t tell you this to reprimand how we are not fulfilling our duties as husband and wife; I am only wondering how a word about this went out. Vailan, do you have any idea?” It was his first time hearing her say his name full. He couldn’t help but get shivers. “Rather than that, how about we start doing it for real?” “.. Pardon?” “Marital affairs. Our duty as husband and wife.” Lixien blankly stared at him. She didn’t know what to feel. Should she be grateful that he was finally willing to do it with her or she was supposed to be pissed off knowing that he only made a move after realizing what he had been avo

With that, I turned around and dialed the number for the police. “Officer, I want to report a crime! My husband transferred my premarital assets without my consent to his mistress!” “I suspect they are plotting something!”

Lilian sighed, taking the phone away from her ear after her son ended the call. She knew better not to call him back right now so she exited the closet. Getting back to the room, her eyes met with her husband who was lying on his back, on the bed, swiping through his tab. Lilian rolled her eyes at him. She couldn't believe he could be this calm while she was going out of her mind. Lilian took off her robe and made her way to the other side of the bed where he was. She sat in the space opposite him.

She could barely even swallow properly. “Aren't you going to do anything? Or are you just nervous?” One of the ladies asked, and Liya turned back to look at her. The lady quickly extended her hand. “Liana Sinclair. Xavier Sinclair's sister.” Liya could quickly spot the similarities between the two. Liya took her hand. “Liya Marino.” “Aldo Marino's wife. I know.” Liya found herself blushing. The only thing she could do was watch Liana as she touched her makeup, applied more lip gloss, and fixed her hair. They were soon huddled out of the dressing room.

He didn't do anything but let Lyon stay inside. **Ring! Ring! Lyon was annoyed by the continuous ringing of his phone. Liam and Selene looked at him. Lyon had to answer that call, so he was forced to leave the room. "Twenty minutes, you need to finish talking," he said before leaving. Liam shook his head, "Your husband is insane. Why did you stay with such a person, Lene? " "He's my husband. And I love him, Liam, "she smiled. Liam didn't like what Selene had said.

I didn’t know he’d been chewing on it for six years. Lincoln had been chasing Vivian for years. Vivian looked down on him — a driver, an associate — but she needed exactly his kind of guy. The kind who’d do the dirty things and not ask why. They used each other. Five years living together in that one-bedroom in Queens that she’d never told me about. Husband and wife in everything but name. Liam was Lincoln’s son, and Vivian didn’t even know it.

"I wouldn't even imagine it. Emma, you and I were close. I know now that what I did was wrong, but I have never wished you dead." I let out a bitter laugh. "Really now? So despite the fact that we were close, you still went ahead to sleep with my husband while I was in a coma, fighting for my life. I'm trying to imagine what you would have done if we hadn't been close. When you two were screwing each other, did you ever think of me hooked up to all those machines and lying alone in that hospital bed?" A sob tore through Liane. "I know it's messed up, but I cared. I really did. I visited you in the hospital almost every day. I read to you and—"

, Kathrina adviced her She smiled within her, " that's just the reason you're worried huh ? Momma, did I ever tell you that I want a man in my life ? I am married with a kid and you know that " Katherine widened her eyes while staring at her, " you're married you said ? Then who is your husband ? " " Vilfredo…yeah, Vilfredo is still my beloved husband, I mean…the man I am legally married to. Not only that, I have a kid…she is Maricar ", Liana muttered to her hearing Kathrine shook her head, she couldn't believe Liana would still be talking about Fredo and her lost son

Cristian scolded him. "I'm fine, Uncle. I promise I won't be late again or miss meetings and blah, blah, blah," he replied, spaced out and listless. "Was that all? Because I have a lot of work." Cristian looked at him with disappointment and concern. "I hope you know how to handle your divorce and don't let yourself sink. I understand your pain, and I understand how you feel. When Lillian left me, I felt like my world was going with her."