Marcos Montero Ex Esposa Novels & Stories

The crowd on the stage looked toward Carolina’s line of sight. Only to see a girl with extremely beautiful face sitting on the sofa in a calm manner, the light shining on her,making her look particularly beautiful and dreamy. "I didn't realize that this beauty is a professor at a famous school!" "Isn't this the girl who has been with Mr Munoz,Can it be that she’s his wife?” “That's true! I heard that he got married two months ago, and it's all over Munoz Group, that that President Sebastian dotes on his wife!"

“It’s the Second Prince!” “Marco is back.” “He is here.” “The most powerful Lycan in the Kingdom.” He has a cold smile on his face as he steps onto the podium and pulls my hands up, exposing my ring for everyone to see. “Her name is Tanya, and she is my wife,” Marco speaks in a cold voice that no one can dare argue with. “And she’s here to buy back my mother’s Earrings.” “What?” “Marco has a wife?” “Who is she?”

"Yes, what is it?" "Is it about Zack?" "Yes, what would you like to know?" "Does he have a girlfriend?" The person, Manang, remained silent for a moment, then sat down in the dining room. I followed suit. "Ma'am Monica is his wife," Manang revealed. I was shocked by this revelation. "Monique?" "Yes, ma'am. Monic is his wife." "Where is Monic now?" I asked softly. "She left him." "Left?" Manang handed me an envelope, and I took it, looking at it.

Michelle exclaimed. Sabrina stood frozen. Her feet got rooted on the spot. Staring at the screen, she could see the bold and capital letters written above her photos which made all the blood on her face run out. “And it’s not in a good way,” Her friend continued. “Elizabeth Acosta is Mr Mondragon's rumored fiancè for years..” It was the tone that immediately snapped Sabrina back from reality. Slowly, her head turned to her friend and caught the latter giving her a suspicious look.

She looked around the room trying to free herself Mon went on. “I always knew she had it in her. My wife is full of surprises.” People clapped again. Thersa stood still, her hands folded in front of her. She wondered how Mon could pretend so easily...like he had never once doubted her. Someone from the crowd suddenly asked, “But Mr. Mondragon, you weren’t at the fashion show yesterday?” Mon’s smile tightened. “Oh yeah… and I deeply regret missing that victory,” he said quickly. “But hey, we can’t always get it right. That’s why I brought my lovely wife here today to meet some powerful designers who could shape her dream even more.”

I look at her, raising an eyebrow and she shakes her head. “I don’t think that’s a good idea, that woman knows what she is doing and she won’t believe her precious girl is a bully,” Mara says as she shows me a post on social media of her and her daughter smiling and having her feet done. “Well, I can’t just stay here doing nothing while the little brat treats my daughter differently,” I let out and Mara covered her mouth with her free hand falling on her back again. “Oh my God, you’re going to love this,” she says as she passes me her phone and I look at the picture in front of me. It’s Monica before she snatched her first billionaire husband.

Aelia’s POV What a way to start the week. I just got these glasses, and now they were broken. Frustrating, but not nearly as concerning as what I’d overheard earlier. If those women were right, then Pedro Montonio wasn’t just some powerful man. He was married. And his wife? A supermodel with a reputation so terrifying, people compared her to a demon in sleep paralysis. I clapped my cheeks, inhaling deeply. It’ll be fine. This is probably just a one-time thing.

“I thought I’d never see it again, but here you are. Your mom wanted you to stay away from guys like him. I’m very disappointed in you, Aryana.” “Disappointment from the man who abandoned us,” I said in a voice full of sarcasm, but his words had hurt. From the tension in Montero’s body, he knew it, too. “I didn’t abandon you.“ He shook his head. “They made me leave. When I met your mother, she was working at a restaurant in Ermita, Manila. She was already pregnant with you. I didn’t mind—I was too infatuated with her, I guess. We got married, and you were born. Things were normal for a while. We didn’t have a lot, but we were happy enough for four years. Then one night, some mafioso and his

Kristen stayed quiet. “Let me tell you a little story,” Carolina said, stepping closer. Her heels echoed slightly on the tile. “Your mother… your real mother… was married to a mafia boss.” Kristen’s lips parted, but no sound came out. Carolina nodded, watching her reaction. “He was ruthless. Cold. The kind of man who made people disappear. She hated him. It was a forced marriage—nothing romantic. She loved someone else. Wilson.” Kristen’s eyes widened slightly.

leaving his lips. Courtney watched the shocked expressions on the faces of the servants and couldn't hide her amusement. "You can go back to your duties now". Courtney said to them. The maids bowed and quickly moved to carry their luggage inside, while the two cousins made their way through the hallway. "This is also Montero's?" "No actually, the Bills. My father Bill Jacob was married to my mother Rosa MONTERO, your father's little sister. They are both late". "Sorry about that".