Novel & Cerita Liane V Husband

"Watching you with Lorenzo, watching you become the matriarch of the Vitale family... I'm going mad with jealousy!" "Liliana, I only just realized how much I love you. I can't bear the thought of you with another man!" Overwhelmed, Bruno pinned me against the car door. "Liliana, look at me! Can we start over? The Marino family is willing to submit to the Vitale family, as long as you come back! Don't leave me!" I looked at this once-arrogant man, and my heart felt nothing but a vast calm. "I don't need you to do anything."

A mark she did not choose. Why? How? Her eyes shot back to Kieran, her voice breaking with panic. “Why do I have a ring?!” she shouted. Kieran paused by the door, his lips curving into a sly smile as he looked over his shoulder. “Because, my darling Lane… we are married.” He closed the door before she could speak again. Liana’s mouth fell open, words dying in her throat. Married? Her chest tightened, her tears falling harder. No. No, this could not be real. She was his wife now? It was impossible. It was a nightmare she could not wake from.

Her voice softened. “But Leonel showed up.” Vivian blinked. “And then you two started sleeping together?” Navia nearly rolled off the bed in outrage. She’d been carefully trying to explain everything properly, only for Vivian to destroy the entire emotional atmosphere in a single sentence. “What kind of wording is that?!” Navia glared at her. She and Leonel were married, thank you very much. Legally married. Vivian completely ignored her outrage. “You used to be Liam’s fiancée,” she pointed out. “Now you’re involved with his uncle. If people find out, won’t it become a massive scandal?”

Liana was a poor substitute in their eyes and to them, she was a woman who belonged at home, taking care of the cooking and cleaning instead of sitting at the head of a business meeting and telling them how to run a hotel. Liana had never really been given a fair chance to prove herself not on her own and I knew exactly how much that bothered her. “Mike.” I stopped at the head of the table, making my presence known and Mike looked up. “Matthew.” I shifted my attention to him, holding both of their gazes for a few seconds. My irritated tone didn't leave much room for interpretation because I was displeased and I wanted them to know it. The room quieted. “Gentlemen, maybe you haven't heard the

The car exploded. She died on that day. Initially, Ms. Lilian doesn't have any hostile feelings or negative emotions in her heart. She could accept her death. But as she was about to say one last goodbye to her pitiful son and to her husband before disappearing for good, she found out a cruel truth. When she visited her husband to say a few words to take care of their son, she witnessed her husband having an affair with his secretary. This affair did not start a few weeks ago, it's been going on for a year.

“You do not have a daughter in this house. Maybe you should go after your hoes.” “Do not insult me Liana. I might have been promiscuous but I've always been a careful person and I always pay attention to details. If I had a child with another woman, I would have known.” “But you had no idea you had this one?” I fired back. “This is different. You were my wife, there was no need to be careful.” I didn't say anything. I couldn't. "I want the truth, Liana.” My eyes watered. I turned away, hoping he wouldn't see. My fingers trembled at my sides.

Luis's father remained impassive, not revealing much about his wife Liana's situation. "I've done nothing to Liana. She's pregnant and has a threatened miscarriage. She was admitted to a clinic to care for the pregnancy and prevent her losing it, like the previous ones," he explained, with a tone of genuine concern.

Lionel was surprised by her sudden appearance and stammered, "Y-You've recovered already?" Turning toward him, Sheryl growled, "We've been married for 26 years, Lionel. I never asked you for anything or blamed you for taking a mistress, all because I can't give you a son. I never said a word when you used our daughter as a tool to secure a connection. Yes, that's all in the past, but if you dare to use Irene as a scapegoat for your son's hit-and-run, I'll take you down!"

The priest turned to Lian. "And do you, Mei Wilson, take Cheng Li to be your lawfully wedded husband?" Lian's throat dried up. He hesitated a second too long. ************************************* Lian opened his mouth, ready to fake the biggest "I do" of his life. When the gasp hit. A sharp inhale from the entire room. Heads turned. Phones lifted. The music cut. Behind them—on the giant LED screen meant to display wedding photos—a video started playing. Moans. Flesh. Movement.

I am so sorry…, please forgive me young master…" Li Lian started begging both Jian Ying and her husband at the same time. Her husband could not believe he had been married to such a person. He could not hold his rage and screamed at the woman. "How on earth did I meet someone like you, huh? You are so evil! You shouldn't be walking around with humans, because you're not one! You just get ready for my lawyer. He will send you the devorce papers and make sure you sign them immediately, or you will be sorry! And don't you dare think about getting a yuan from me!" He became really furious. Jian Ying saw them and had to stop their drama in front of him, for him to finish his business with them an