Melissa Benoist Husband Novels & Stories

“But it kept happening. Every single time. And then at the ceremony, I saw the way he stared at her. The way he spoke to her before everything blew up. I noticed something.” She paused, taking a slow breath. “I didn’t talk to him about it. I know he would deny it. But something tells me he might still be attracted to her.” I listened without interrupting. “Especially now that she’s the CEO of Quinn’s Enterprise,” Melissa added bitterly. “I don’t want to sit around and hope the inevitable doesn’t happen.” “And what’s that?” I asked, genuinely curious. “She would eventually take my husband from me,” Melissa said quietly.

“Then what—?” “It’s about something much more recent,” Celeste cut in. A flicker of panic sparked behind Melissa’s eyes. Her mouth opened, but no words came. She forced another smile, this one stiff and transparent. Then Celeste’s next words landed like a slap. Cold. Precise. “I know you conducted a DNA test. Between my husband and Solane.” Melissa’s breath caught in her throat. For a split second, she considered denying it—but Celeste’s calm certainty, the quiet authority in her voice, left no room for doubt. She knew.

Just as Melissa was about to react, her face turned pale when she saw who had arrived. "Ms. Knight, why are you here?" she asked anxiously. Mavis calmly strode forward and slapped her across the face. With a loud smack, Melissa fell to the ground from the force. While looking down at her icily, Mavis asked, "So, it was you who laid a hand on my husband and my son?" Melissa stared at me wide-eyed in disbelief. "Your… Your wife is the CEO of Knight Group?"

Eureka greeted. “I found him,” Melissa announced, dropping onto the bed. “I don’t know what to do, Eureka. He seems to be happily married. He didn’t even say a word to me. He just ignored me like he hates me now. I don’t want to ruin his marriage, but Stetson is asking for him. What should I do? I’m confused.”

“ When we get there , remember to act all lovey dovey , I am pretty sure that George had briefed you on why I married you in the first place . I do not want to say this as a warning to you girl , but if you really do love your life , then I think that you should try your best never to mess this up because if you do mess this up , I promise that I would I would mess up your life and this isn’t just mere threat , I mean everything that I had just told you . Melissa nodded her head in a yes with so many thoughts going through her head . She knew that she dared not go against this man as there was something so crazy in his nature that she never liked . She didn’t know why he wanted a wife in the

They were clearly edited but her husband was being oblivious to that fact. "Don't touch me! Stay away from me!" He yelled, making her stop her track. Melissa shook my head at him. She has never thought of doing that in her 5 years courtship and 2 years marriage, neither would she think of staying away from him now. "You even used your card to pay at the hotel where you guys lodged. You thought we wouldn't find out?" He continued, scoffing. Melissa opened her mouth to say something - to defend herself but was interrupted.

"Married for three and a half years, cheating for three. You've known Grace for four years. Does that mean you two were already seeing each other before the wedding?" "Mr. Jackel, you want a divorce but aren't willing to pay. Are you trying to force your wife out with nothing?" Nate looked horrified. He never expected that everything he had just said was being livestreamed across the internet. At that moment, Grace's screams pierced through the ward. "Get away from me! I'm not a mistress! I'm not! "The unloved one is the real mistress!" Nate froze. "Wendy! If you have a problem, come at me!"

"Up there on the porch is my lovely wife Melissa." Ben nodded to the kids and waved at the woman and they all moved inside. "Supper is in ten minutes. Go get cleaned up! Ben you can use the bathroom in the hall if you'd like to freshen up." Melissa said. She was a good foot shorter than her husband but sturdy of body. The smile on her face seemed a permanent fixture. Ben washed his hands and face in the little bathroom and met the family in the dining room. "What would you like to drink with your meal, Ben?" Bill asked.

“My wife is not moving in with another man.” Lucas, who had been silently watching the exchange, let out a low chuckle. “Wife?” He turned to Damion, an amused smirk playing on his lips. “So, you are married.” Damion’s jaw clenched. “Yes,” he said simply. “Carmela is my wife.” Lucas’s eyes flickered to Carmela, waiting for confirmation. But instead of answering, she simply pouted her lips and turned away, walking toward the car without another word.

With her excellent resume, Clara had secured a job as a senior personal public relations professional for the CEO, Adrian. The public relations department director, Sheina Moza, brought Clara to meet Adrian. Unbeknownst to Clara, the man who would become her boss was actually her husband, Jordan. Adrian didn't trust people. He used his real name when his marriage was formalized. Only those closest to him knew his real name—Jordan Halle