Novel & Cerita Matthew Grey Gubler Wife

“I do not approve of my son to be called that, although I wasn't aware of his existence for six years now, he is my son” Adrian responded sternly, stressing out his last sentence. “My apologies, Mr Grey, but are you aware that said mother of your child turned out to be an ex-wife of Liam Hickson of Golden Fingers, your business competitor?”. “I am aware”, Adrian responded dismissively. The interviewer was taken aback by it so were millions of viewers. “She cheated on him”, the interviewer said coyly. Liam stared intently at the screen of his phone desperately hoping Adrian Grey would respond sensibly to the question for Rissa's sake.

Gwyneth gave him that sad look in the eyes. "How is she? Please, Mom, let me see Gabbie," he pleaded and held Gwyneth's hand. The mother also cannot completely fathom the heartbreaking news of Gabbie losing her baby. She doesn't know the whole story but whatever it is, she's certain that both parties are in so much pain. "Go inside, she wants to see you." Xander couldn't be more thankful to hear that so he quickly moved his feet after pressing the woman's hand to finally see his wife. But Gwyneth held him still for a while.

"No, I'm serious. I have news of the Aspen family. Grayson Page's wife is the woman you've been looking for!" Gabriel didn't say anything, but the smile on his face froze.

However, nobody else seemed to think such a face could be capable of such a thing. Mrs. Waver turned to Eva, curious as to why she had not heard from her, but she found Eva's enraged complexion; however, Darren took control of the situation by standing up and blocking Mrs. Waver’s view as he said, “Liam Grey is not a married man. He is dating my younger daughter. And that girl is my eldest daughter Jessica, the boy next to her is her son," Darren explained before Eva turned violent and made a scene in front of the audience.

I decided to probe her for information. “Can you tell me more about Grey’s wife?” I asked, trying to sound disinterested. Mom scoffed. “There’s nothing good to say about her. Because of her, Grey stopped visiting me. She wrapped him around her finger, and I couldn’t come to their house without their permission. Can you imagine that? All year, Grey only visited me twice, and the last time I saw my son was five months ago.” I almost laughed in her face. Karma had caught up with her, and I loved it, but I remained silent and listened to her rant.

ARIANA I stared at Mathew, my mind spinning as I tried to process his words. “Wait,” I said, cutting him off, my voice laced with disbelief, “who did you say brought you here?” Mathew looked at me with a calm, steady gaze, his eyes filled with concern. “Your husband,” he repeated gently, as if saying my husband would somehow make it more believable. I blinked, my heart skipping a beat. Grayson? The same man who hadn’t bothered to show his face in four days? The same man who left me alone, broken, and grieving? Why would he do that? It didn’t make sense. Nothing about this made sense.

Ong declared at Grey’s back. “Good. Let’s go now,” Grey commanded, and started walking out of the room. Mr. Ong anyway bring his boss’s luggage going out of the hospital. Afterward, Grey got his luggage from Mr. Ong without saying anything, and he just opened the door of his house when his feet suddenly glued to the floor. His eyes widened in shock seeing his cousin and wife in the living area and sitting across each other, whereas she is crying about her husband while Warren comforts her.

“No matter what’s going on, we can fix it together. You don’t have to go through it alone, Grey. I’m your mate, so let—” At the word mate, Grey froze for a second before his mouth opened wide and gave way to hysterical laughter. “Oh, Bloom, you’re delusional.” “What?” My voice came out in a whisper as I froze. “You are delusional.” Grey jabbed a finger at me to enunciate each word. “My mate is Maria and she’s dead. You’re just a woman who is pregnant with my pup. You’re not my mate.” This was followed by more jabbing.

“You can’t expect me to leave Oscar. I love him.” Grey’s face darkened. “And I am your mate.” Ma’am Benita folded her arms, watching them both closely. “And what of your wife?” she asked. “Does she know you are here, searching for another woman?” Grey hesitated, his jaw clenching. “She is not my mate.” “But she is your wife.” Silence filled the room. Lila took a shaky breath. “I will not destroy a family, Grey. I refuse to be the cause of pain for your wife and daughters.”

Three minutes ago, the hospital told us we had arrived on the wrong day for the appointment, and Richard had swung his cane at me. At that moment, Snow had refused to answer my calls. It turned out that she was busy taking care of another man. The poster’s profile had his photo. He looked very familiar. It was Yulan Ledger, Snow’s immediate subordinate. The man Snow always called her junior had quietly intruded on my marriage with her. Watching Snow carefully scrub the clothes clean in the video felt like a bucket of ice-cold water had been poured over me. Everything I had worked so hard for suddenly seemed like a joke.