Logan Sargeant Girlfriend Novels & Stories

During this period, Georgia called me countless times. At first, it was all insults. She called me ruthless and accused me of abandoning her to survive on her own. Later, it turned into begging. She cried and pleaded with me to help her family for the sake of our eight-year marriage. “Simon, I was wrong. I was really wrong. I shouldn’t have gotten involved with Fernando. I shouldn’t have listened to his nonsense. I’ve always loved you! “Simon, if you’re willing to invest in our company again, I’ll do anything for you! I’ll even beg on my knees!”

"Your license plate number isn't registered in the system. Are you visiting someone?" "Huh?" Roxanne sounded confused. "Didn't Austin Shaw, the owner of Block 8, Unit 502, add the license plate number to the system?" She looked displeased. The security guard replied, "According to the records, Unit 502 has been sold off. The owner isn't Mr. Austin Shaw, but Mr. Shane Lewis." "That's impossible!" Roxanne's expression stiffened. "I'm his girlfriend! Why wasn't I informed that he's sold the apartment?"

one reporter asked. "Yes." "Is it serious?" "Very." "Are you planning to get married?" "That's none of your business." The next day, the headline read: "HOCKEY STAR COLE ASHFORD PLANNING TO MARRY MYSTERY BOYFRIEND." Jay laughed when he saw it. "Mystery boyfriend? I'm not a mystery. I'm just a barista." "You're not just a barista. You're an artist." "An artist who works at a coffee shop."

Every muscle in his shoulders locked at once. Sofia Marchetti stood in the doorway in a coat that cost more than Isabella’s tuition stipend, phone already rising to record, a slow, satisfied smile spreading across her face as she took in the scene the booth, the cameras, Isabella sitting across from him looking, for one unguarded second, like she’d been caught doing something she wasn’t supposed to be doing. “Perfect timing,” Sofia said, sliding into the empty end of the booth like she’d been invited. “I heard you got yourself a fake girlfriend. I just didn’t realize it was going to be this fun to watch.”

“I want you… to be my girlfriend for the next seven days!” The crowd instantly erupted into wild cheers. “Do it! Say yes! Say yes!” Sarah laughed. She squeezed his hand back and said with zero hesitation, “Fine, but remember, it’ll just be for seven days.” From the start, she never cast a single glance in my direction. Logan subtly shot a look at me, the smirk on his face growing even wider. Some of our mutual friends who knew the real story kept glancing over at me. Their eyes held a mix of sympathy, amusement, and pity.

Liam stepped inside, glancing between me and Claire. "If I’m not around, you don’t have to wait for me. “Let’s reschedule the hike, though. Lily, have a seat.” Pulling me aside, Liam grinned. "What do you think of her?" "Not bad. Your girlfriend?" "Nah. I was thinking she’d be great for you. So, should I introduce you?" The girl, Lily Roshar, was pretty, with soft features and a kind smile. However, my heart was elsewhere. "Thanks, but no thanks. I already like someone."

"Liam Wagner! Liam, get out here!" Frowning, I watched as Ella stumbled into the conference room. She had lost the arrogant demeanor she had before and was wearing old clothes. It seemed like things hadn't been going well for her lately. "Liam, so this is how it is? You're just going to abandon me? I'm your wife!" Her voice was hoarse and filled with grievance. "I may have made some mistakes, but you can't just abandon me! I'm still your wife on paper! How could you be so ruthless? You were the one who begged me to marry you in the first place!"

"Holy shit… There are more than ten people in there. And the smell is disgusting." "I heard the noises coming from this room earlier. It was loud as hell and weird too. Crazy nobody came to check." "They must've been having some kind of orgy." "They've got some nerve. This kind of thing is illegal. And they've caused such a ruckus!" "Well, this guy came to catch his girlfriend cheating, didn't he?" "Catch her cheating? He obviously got the wrong person. Wait… how did he even know his girlfriend would be in this room?"

"I need to know what we're up against." My mate took a deep breath and began to recount everything he knew about Sandra and her accomplices. As he spoke, I could feel the weight of the situation bearing down on me. We were dealing with dangerous people, and we needed to act fast if we were going to stop them. Logan's voice was soft and calm as he spoke, "I have never had an intimate relationship with Sandra, but she made it look like we did. I knew that it was just a ploy, and I never marked her because I didn't have any feelings towards her. If I had truly marked Sandra as my chosen mate, I would be connected to her emotionally. And that is not the case."

The police pointed at Liana. “She is my girlfriend and I think that this is just a misunderstanding between women,” he said as he held Liana. “Mmmph, so who is Megan to you?” Logan asked feeling very disgusted. Rich scowled at him not wanting to answer him but the police officer looked at him as he waited for the answer. “She is my wife” he answered but looked away. The look that the officers gave him made him feel like a dirty rat. Logan took his phone and showed the police officer photos of Megan’s wounds before they were dressed.