Mark Few Wife Novels & Stories

I scanned through the room, looking for Mark,, and saw Him speaking to one of our neighbors. “Mrs Williams.” His wife greeted him with a warm smile “Good evening, Marie; thank you for coming tonight,” I replied, giving her a hug “Don't mention. You look gorgeous, by the way; you might have to share your designer's social media handle with me.” She teased “Sure thing, I'll be happy to do that. Thank you.” “Meet my wife,” Mark said, smiling as he gazed at me. “We all know that and see that you're taking good care of her.” She responded

I was bored so I wanted to tell Mark that I was leaving, I entered the preparation room and saw Mark's mom and his aunts talking to Mark and kemi. "Ah,iyawo,you are looking pretty this night" Those devils,they knew she wasn't his wife yet they called her "our wife". I knew they saw me before saying those comments, Mark's mom too,she saw me and yet she smiled at their mockery comments. And my husband kept smiling like a new groom.

Mark growled, his voice filled with anger and irritation. “How could you do this to me? Of all places, it had to be in our matrimony home. How long have you been doing this?” I asked him with a dripping of tears dropping down I'm not even surprised about Jennie, she has wanted to be his wife for a long time now, so she's been obsessed with you forever. Mark disentangles his body from Jennie and turns around to look at me with a hateful face. “I'm just giving you a taste of your own medicine, wife. I felt the venom in his voice when he said the word wife.

But before he could make a scene, Mark lifted his hand, commanding silence once more. “And secondly…” His voice softened as he turned to me, stretching out his hand with a warmth that sent a thrill through my heart. “I’d like to introduce you all to my shining star, my partner in all things, and most importantly—my wife, Mrs. Nina Santiago.” Applause erupted around us, filling the air as Mark pulled me close. My face flushed with pride, and I managed a graceful smile as I looked out at the crowd, meeting the stunned gazes of Jordan and Alexa, both reduced to mere spectators in my moment of triumph.

“Oh, haven’t you heard? Apparently, he was forced by his family to marry someone he did not love, and the moment he met the love of his life, he had no choice but to divorce the other woman.” “Oh, poor her, I am sure she must have thought that Mark would fall for her along the way. But now that he had met the love of his life, he could not wait to dump her.” “That explains everything. Although Mark is always in the limelight, his marriage has never been made public.” “Let us observe a moment of silence for our fellow woman who must be feeling heartbroken right now.” Back at the hospital… “Sir, your wife suffered from a concussion and some minor injuries. But don’t worry, it is nothing life-t

Mark hasn't been himself. So much was happening, and he could not shake off Clair's betrayal, but couldn't ask for a divorce. She was not only his wife but now the Luna of the pack, and with her father's backing, there was no ousting her from the game.

Richardson added and he got troubled. Richardson shaked his trouble mind off and rubbed his hands on his nose and asked sheepishly. "You sure she is the one?" Mark said in response "We'll find out. And If she has the mark of overlapping circles in her thighs, then she definitely is. Finally my position as the president general will be to death once I marry her! Directly fulfilling my grandfather's wish" Mark undoubtedly seem excited. He would have been feeling irritated if the lady didn't meet his kind of imaginary wife.

Was his wife here to catch them red-handed? Before she could explain, Will’s wife said snappily, “Does life in the Tremont household and Mark Tremont not live up to your expectations? You’re married. Why are you still involved with someone else’s husband? I’ve always wondered what’s so special about the girl who got away. Now I know that you’re nothing but a dishonorable sl*t!”

"Woah, Harry, I think you should grab a breath mint." "Well I think you should get one." Harry snaps back, dropping my arm. I go over to Mark. "Now tell me why a pretty girl like you promised a guy like him a dance." I roll my eyes and see Mark open his mouth to respond. I get to it before him, not wanting to be here forever. "Because I'm his wife!" say sternly but not necessarily yelling, no one really noticed us. "You what now?" He asks, shocked.

Mark smiled and replied, “My beautiful wife, how can I blame you when the Anthony family wronged you? You are everything in my life and I’m proud to call you my wife. I love you, Mrs Anthony.” They hugged each other tightly, and then they looked at each other’s eyes smiling. They were counting their blessings.