Married To The President Novels & Stories

The serious look he wore on his face had nudged Waverly almost to the point of tears, and they could be seen swirling in her eyes. From that sentence alone, she was already willing to die for him. If only they were commoners, all they had to do was get to know each other, to understand each other, to be tolerant of each other. No matter what they faced, whether it was difficulties, misunderstandings, frame-ups, they could brave it together. Unfortunately, they were not commoners. He was the President, and she was the wife of the President. The President's wife had cuckolded him. If they did not end up in a divorce, she would only implicate him.

"When did you marry the president?" She was a lovely woman, Laura Brown Valentina's colleague. "Well... we actually wanted to keep it a secret... for a while," said Valentina, not knowing how to hide her embarrassment. Wow, you've climbed a big step. Now you are the wife of the company's president, and maybe you will look at us with different eyes. She said the woman with obvious sarcasm, and her eyes showed deep jealousy. "Valentina is not such a person " Gema, one of the assistants, approached and hugged Valentina " Congratulations on your marriage.

He decided to play along. “That’s right. Myriam and I are together,” he declared, wrapping his arm around her waist and pulling her close. Raymond’s fists clenched, his muscles taut at the thought that his ex-wife was now with his worst enemy. Reporters swarmed, snapping photos of the couple. Myriam was in shock, frozen. “And when’s the wedding?” Bianca demanded, her eyes dripping with disdain. Gerald met her gaze, then took Myriam’s hand and led her to the stage.

“No. He’s here. Same city. Same air. Just… untouchable.” Untouchable… huh? I leaned back in my chair, irritation prickling. “Then why the hell can’t you get to him?” Another pause. “Because there’s something else you need to know.” His tone shifted, like he wasn’t sure if he should even say it. “What?” He exhaled slowly. “Word is… the President’s sister is pregnant.” For a moment, my mind stalled. “…Pregnant?” Lena is pregnant, she doesn’t look it a week back.

"Boys, can you not fight?" Mom spoke in a tired tone. She sighed and cast a weary, dejected glance at us. She didn't want to pick sides because it would worsen the situation. "I refuse to accept any insults from Lenny. I'm in love with Miracle, and we are devoted to one another. She lives with me, and the rule says the seat of the president should be given to the first person in a meaningful relationship, married or not. Marriage is a big deal to me and I can't rush into it to impress anyone.”

We stopped in the like for the checkout as the lady in front of us turned around. "You two are so cute", an old lady said as she looked as if she had recognized a familiar face and she smiled. "Thank you ma'am", I said as we moved up and Nolan kept his hands higher up my back as he coerced me as I pushed the cart closer. "You were on the magazine for the #1 Bachelor in the world, I guess you aren't a bachelor anymore", she said noticing him as she took a look at our rings and realized that we were married, I looked up at Nolan, wondering if he would be shocked and wouldn't want to be recognized.

I didn't fail to notice the happiness in his eyes i chuckled inwardly. I was placed on a bed in the ward. I looked around but couldn't find any other person except me and Damon. 'It's a private ward' Damon said like he knew what I wanted to ask. 'Ok' l replied. This is how it has always been since l got married to Damon about eight months ago. I have been living a life of luxury with Damon spoiling me with his wealth. It still feels like it was yesterday l got married to him. Our wedding was the talk of the whole city at that time.

Yet she was too timid to say that. "Give your mother my regards." He said and hung up the phone. Bella failed to ask him that question. She held her phone and sat down on the edge of the bed, feeling that she was not bold enough. "What did your president say?" Bella came out of her trance. "He asked me to give his regards to you." "Bella, is your president married yet?" The middle-aged woman sat up in bed. "He's divorced." Bella got up and got a cup of warm water for her mother.

the President explained, shifting the topic and offering an apology. Now Rowan and Rolland exchanged glances. They didn't expect the President to suddenly show such politeness. While Rowan had a rough idea of what might have happened due to Johnson's absence, she found it somewhat unbelievable. Remaining silent, the President felt compelled to continue speaking. "I was already aware of your marriage to President David, but both of you have kept it low-key, maintaining professionalism in your work," the President disclosed. However, recalling the contract that Rowan and David had made, prohibiting them from revealing their marriage to anyone, Rowan quickly interjected before he could say more