Marcus Filly Wife Novels & Stories

“You sound like you have everything figured out. Almost like you already knew there was a possibility that something like this might happen.” “If you don’t have any plans to help the company, fine. Suit yourself and continue distracting yourself with that woman you married.” “Isobelle. Her name’s Isobelle.” “We have too much on our plate already. If it’s not worth talking about, let’s not talk about it.”

Mark looked at Sherin in disbelief. "Are you pregnant?" Mark asked. "By whom?" Sherin didn't want to answer at first, but Mark's sharp look made her awkward. Sherin gulped down saliva, her throat choking at the mention of Xavier's name. "Who?!" Mark asked more loudly. "Xavier!" Sherin spontaneously replied. "The CEO of the Andarsa Group company. The child in my womb is his." Mark breathed heavily as his shoulders slumped limply. He looked at Sherin for a split second with mixed emotions in his eyes.

As they were walking, he heard an interesting question which made them stop, Hailey and Brix were still watching them while deep inside were killing them. "Mr. Eastwood! is the woman behind you your wife or your girlfriend?" He turned around and hugged Beatrice's waist, "She is my soon to be wife." The two then walked towards the entrance as if they didn't just drop a bomb, it made the media left chaotic. Marcus and Beatrice stopped in front of the two celebrant, the murderous glance he got was enough for him to know he is in danger tonight but he instead smirked. "Hailey Morgan, I never expected you to be this lowly just for the sake of revenge, don't think I am the same old Marcus who will

" My husband, Aaron McKinzie, jabbed a finger toward my face as he shouted. The crystal chandeliers overhead were blinding. In an instant, the warm, elegant atmosphere of the charity gala froze into icy condemnation. "How could Mrs. McKinzie be so childish? Picking a moment like this to make a scene?" "Mr. McKinzie is working to change the fate of countless children. How can she stand in his way?" "What marital issue can't be dealt with in private? Even if she won't support her husband's work, she shouldn't use other children's lives as leverage!" The whispers pierced me like needles, cementing my reputation as a woman causing trouble for no reason. But I ignored them all. Nothing was left i

This relationship doesn't seem healthy at all. After the dishes were washed and dried, I walked back to my room and took my phone. I turned it on, and calls and notifications from my assistant flooded my screen. I swiped them away and went to a blue app to look for anyone I could reach: Angela, Emma, or even Olive. "I can't hide from Marcus forever." Just then, a notification popped on my screen. (For the first time, Hollywood filmmaker Prince Marcus attended the GEX awards without his wife, fueling ongoing rumors of a marital crisis with actress Charlotte)

Rain chuckled while shaking her head in denial "You- you are only my husband in name but- but in reality, you- you are just a- a mare p- person who is h- helping me" Rain spoke between her hiccups. Gabriel was enraged by Rains words and clenched his fist. He was burning up with anger. How dare this woman refer to him as a mare person? "Oh, now i have become just a mare person to you? If thats the case, i will show you that i am your real husband"

I simply look at her confused. "Marcus hasn't told you everything has he?" I shake my head. "Okay, a quick breakdown. Marcus and Maria were married, an open relationship. He had the brats she had whatever she wanted. However, she ended up just been with Marcus for the money, waiting the ten years for the prenup to become void." Nodding I sit quietly and listen to a part of Marcus's life I didn't know about.

“Tell me what you found out.” Marcus grinned, savoring the moment. He let the silence stretch for just a second too long, relishing Vanessa’s impatience. “You’re going to love this,” he drawled. “My PI finally came through. India isn’t as squeaky clean as she acts.” Vanessa’s eyes lit up. “What do you mean?” Marcus lowered his voice, glancing around as if the waitress might be wearing a wire. “She was married. When she was eighteen. In Vegas, of all places. Got herself hitched to some loser named Cody Barnes. I’ve got a copy of the marriage certificate to prove it.”

The woman's appearance drew different reactions from everyone. Marcus quickly asked, "Bertha, do you know Dr. Zeller?" Felix had not expected to encounter the rude Mercedes driver here. He smirked and said, "That would be an understatement. Mr. Rothwell, is this your wife?" Despite his growing unease, Marcus admitted, "Yes, she's my wife." Bertha Whitmore, who had been about to speak, quickly shut her mouth upon seeing Marcus' respectful attitude toward Felix.

NOORIA “What the actual fuck, bitch!" Fiona walks into our shared office, a look of disbelief marring her pretty face. “You got married? To Valentino Delucca? And you didn't tell me?" I sigh as she flops into the one of the seats opposite me. She doesn't look happy and honestly, I didn't expect her to be. She's my best friend and she still doesn't know about Marcus. If there's one thing Fiona hates, it's being confused.