Max Thieriot Wife Novels & Stories

“That woman is the reason your dad isn’t here with us!” “Enough!” I yell standing. I pull Ellie to me, “Our marriage isn’t a sham. I love this woman in a way I have never loved anyone. She would’ve stayed in the burn unit with me. If they didn’t let her, she’d sleep in the lobby. Ellie is my wife and I asked her to marry me. We renewed our vows on the beach for our anniversary. I’m thankful for everything that happened because it led me to meeting my wife. I didn’t remember ever being so happy as I am with her. You do not get to talk about her as if she’s the other woman! You cheated!” I tell her. “We are leaving,” I tell Ellie as I take her hand and pull her to the exit. “Maxwell! Julianna

My blood immediately rose to my head when I saw who was at the door. I went to her and slap her. “What did you do to my husband!!!” I shouted at her. I slap her again. “What do you really want?!!” The people there immediately stopped us. James held me while Alex held Jana. "I'm sorry." She whispered. "Sorry?!!! Will my husband be healed by your sorry?!!!” I shouted. "What are you going to do in Tagaytay huh?!!! Tell me!!!!" I ask her angrily.

You judged without information and told the story as you wished, tarnishing my wife's reputation. And looking at the people that gather he says. "My wife is Meredith Quinn, daughter of London and Olivia Quinn and we married five years ago, not recently as you would have guessed." And everyone present begins to shake. His wife is his ex-wife? What is going on everyone asks. “We were never divorced. My wife is very withdrawn. She is the most beautiful woman I met in this life, and she is smart and brave and talented. And also she is the strongest I know, because she was married to me and she didn’t collapse, she survived my arrogance, and my stupidity ” Max said and Meredith is looking at him

Noah said with a faraway look in his eyes. “I love you, Noah Shaw.” Natalia said. “Same here, Natalia Shaw.” Noah said with a tight lipped smile before running up the stairs. Natalia turned back to put Wendy’s arm back in a proper position should in case she fell or something. “I asked for a bit of spice. Definitely not crazy celebrity drama. A job, family, loving husband. For my best friend to get all those things too. I am tired of everything that is taking place now.” Natalia muttered and went up the stairs after her husband too.

The ache was torture. Her best friend caught wind of what was happening. Curiosity got the better of her. Claiming she wanted to help patch things up between us, she showed up at my place—ready, it seemed, to offer a different kind of relief. The night she arrived, I was pacing the living room, restless and on edge. The doorbell rang. My heart leaped—finally, my wife had come home. After days of pent-up frustration, I'd finally get some release. But when I opened the door, it wasn't my wife standing there.

Angie stood up on her feet as she places her arms round Soberth shoulder. “Soberth what happened to his third wife? “She asked as she popped her gum Loudly. “She was tied to his car, and he drove round his mansion till she died.” Soberth said as she glared at Roseanne. “Fifth wife died by hanging, she was asked to hang herself by Gerald. Do you know why am excited right now?” Angie asked as she smile anxiously, her smile turned into an angry expression when Roseanne didn’t answer. She dragged her by her hair angrily and slap her which makes one side of her lips burst.

she replied and made her way back to her office where she continued working on the chip again. Outside of the other airport, Jared watched as Max walked back into the car. "Are there any leads?" Jared popped the question before Max could even begin reporting. "Yes. There was a record of Henry's wife boarding a flight here," Max replied. Jared frowned and asked, "Did she board the flight alone or with someone else?" "Alone." "Quickly send someone over to keep watch at her arrival hall," Jared ordered. "Understood," Max uttered. 'Henry is as sly as a fox,' Jared thought. 'They must have left separately and planned to rendezvous at some other location. I'll make sure I get that rat from his hol

I did not react at all, only giving them a cold expression that was clearly different from what he had expected. “Are you ignoring me?” he spoke again in a raised voice. “I am from the Walker family, and I know that you are Diana’s lover. That shameless woman.” Immediately, Eric slapped the man across the face. The room fell silent for a few seconds before it was followed by the screams of that bastard’s mother. “What are you doing? The way you treat your elders is truly inappropriate!” She panicked as she held her husband’s face, repeatedly checking on him. But no matter what she said, I felt neither concern nor regret.

But he was nowhere to be found. She felt a pang of disappointment, which she quickly pushed aside. What was wrong with her? She was a married woman, and she had no business thinking about another man. But as she stood there, smiling and laughing with Julian, Rory couldn't shake the feeling that something was off. That her life was not as perfect as it seemed. And that Max was somehow connected to it all. She tried to push the feeling aside and focus on the party, but it was no use. She felt like she was living a lie, like she was pretending to be someone she wasn't.

"Go ask around. I'm Ella's husband." At those words, Dexter's reaching hand froze in midair, and he stared at me in disbelief. "What did you just say? Are you out of your mind?" His eyes narrowed with menace, and he kicked me in the back. "Damn you! You're eyeing my wife? If I don't beat you until you're begging for mercy today, I'm not a man!" The next moment, his fists began to rain down on me. The pain was blunt and relentless.