Novel & Cerita Liv Morgan Husband

The day the results came in, he held me and his voice broke. "That's my fault. If we can't have kids, then we won't. I swear, Claire — I'll spend the rest of my life making this up to you." But in our second year of marriage, Vivian came back. She got on her knees and begged, said she'd lost her mind back then, and now her mother was in the hospital and she had nowhere else to turn. I felt sorry for her. I found her a job, wired her money, and personally looked after her mother.

Chapter 1 When I arrived at the villa entrance, it was already evening. The alarm went off right on time, with a reminder: celebrate Levi's birthday. Two weeks ago, my husband Levi Morgan brought our daughter to attend a summer camp abroad. I originally wanted to come along, but Levi said there were things at the company I needed to handle, so I had to give up the idea. Levi was the only son of the Morgan family, spoiled since childhood. For his birthday, he never appreciated any gift I gave him.

I heard a lot of confusing words today. Rynet what's going on now? I gave her a call after reading the texts in the message. Mom how are you? I greeted the moment a hello came from her.. Fine my dear. Victoria called me fuming. She said that you made her husband disabled. What happened please tell me. She inquired. Victoria is Tom's wife. They have been married for ages now with three kids all girls.

Harper My eyes land on the picture of Liam, my late husband. It’s been two years and I still miss him like crazy. Sighing, I put the broom down and picked up the picture. I take a seat on my worn-out sofa and just stare at him, lovingly tracing his face. We’re trying to move on but it hasn’t been easy. He proposed to me when we were in Uni and we got married soon after I finished my degree. I wasn’t really sure about him at first. I mean, I didn’t really have any experience with men, except Gabriel, but he doesn’t count. The man who was once my husband treated me like I was a virus that he couldn’t wait to get rid of.

I was falling for a woman whose name I didn't even know. We made plans to meet at a quiet lounge downtown. But the night before our meeting, a lingering thread of caution urged me to probe deeper. A quick background check on the digital signature attached to her sketches revealed the truth. Arabella Morgan. Nineteen years old. I sat in my study that night, staring at the screen in cold shock. A twenty-five-year age gap. I was a forty-four-year-old titan of industry; she was a nineteen-year-old girl struggling to launch her life while taking care of a sick mother… still trying to heal from her parents' divorce.

Damien says softly as he takes my hands into his. "What?, So all this happened and I was left in the dark again”I ask, hurt that I wasn't part of their plan. “Am sorry, I didn't want to stress you or the baby, Besides Vivian isn't worth the trouble. Thanks to Morgan and Xavier we were able to take her down, with this evidence we have on her she won't ever show her face in front of you ever again”He says smiling. “What did she mean by you sleeping with Morgan then”I ask still confused on that part.

I needed to know if he was fine but I couldn't bring myself to ask him, I was still mad at him, hell, I was fucking pissed, so pissed I thought he kind of deserved to be beaten by Art. Art. The thought of him made me laugh a little, "cocky bastard," I scoffed as I clutched my purse tightly, walking out of the bar. "Thinks he's the hottest shot," I pulled into the streets and then the image of him staring at me cross armed flicked through my head and I rolled my eyes, "he did look like he'd have a big cock though." I mumbled to myself. I pulled out my phone and opened the taxi app, still laughing to myself, “this day was actually insane,” I mumbled. “Arranged marriage, professor fight, Dawson

"When he got shot at the border, I hid him in my father's villa. I nursed him back to health. He said seeing me gave him the will to live. He proposed as soon as the bullet was out." "He said the only reason he didn't dump you sooner was guilt. Because you were a free servant for his parents." "Oh! Wait! That little ceremony in that run-down chapel? It has zero legal standing. Legally, I am his wife. You? You're just the mistress." She laughed, her body shaking. "You didn't know? We are legally married. He registered it to protect me. And I'm carrying his seed! The heir!" She stepped closer, her voice sharp.

I worked three part-time jobs just to get him into a good one. As for Evangeline, after she gave birth, she checked herself into a luxury postpartum retreat that cost over 4,000 dollars a night and stayed there for about a month. I hadn't dared to ask her, thinking that she'd hooked up with some rich businessman and didn't dare to tell me. As it turned out, the person she'd hooked up with wasn't anyone else. No, it was my very husband who had pretended to be a broke, good-for-nothing nobody in front of me.

"I should be here for this." Ariel instinctively glanced at Lucas. If it weren't for him, Morgan might have forgotten the day entirely. When Lucas met her gaze, he frowned as if he was about to say something. But Morgan waved his hand and said, "Don't blame Lucas. Elena and I were once married, after all. How could I forget this day?" Ariel couldn't help but feel amused. Morgan's hypocrisy was sickening. Of all days, he chose to show up today? The Walker family wasn't the least bit happy to see him.