Novel & Cerita Mi Hermosa Esposa

But they couldn't get any information related to my wife. "Mister Adiente has a fiancee but her name is not Hershey but Lilienne Riellecross Montefalco.. Her hair is different and her accent. She looks foreign. And she says she is from a province. In a European country." explained by the spy I ordered. I nodded. I can't be wrong. She is my wife. Annoyed, I turned to the window and let it go. I was walking in the park with our pet Chammy. When it quickly slipped away from me.

He’s an asshole she didn’t want to be tied with. “So, who are you woman?” Morris Heirta asked, not annoyed but impatient. still, he’s already curious of who this beautiful woman before him was. “Eve Rizzo.” That was enough to make Morris’s lips curled up in a grin. “My fiancé?!” he blurted out, completely in bliss as he brushed her again another look. His eyes sparkled like a child who seemed to saw a candy before him. and he can’t wait to devour it right now.

Mira looked at her apologetically. "I didn't know it was yours!" The woman smiled bitterly. "It's not mine but it gives me hope..." "Are you Marona?" Mira quickly asked when she realised there was only one suppressed woman in the house. Marona smiled confused. "You know me?" "No, not really! But __" Mira couldn't understand how to reply. "Are you okay?" "May be!" She forced a smile. "Are you Damon's wife?" "Unfortunately, yes!" Mira shrugged. She could see that Marona is not happy. There are thousands of questions on her face and eyes.

Turning towards the sound, my heart almost stops Because standing near the center of the room exuding charisma and confidence, is none other than my husband, Misha. And on his arm, in a snug white dress that made the most of her delicate curves was none other than Mavis Sanderson–the woman who took my spot next to him. And she was smiling, as if she owned the world.

In his black suit, a man that worked for Enrique ran into the space where Enrique was enjoying a glass of wine, knowing the entire world could burn down whenever he asked for it. “Mr. Enrique! Mr. Enrique!” “Hey! What’s the matter with you? I’m enjoying my time with myself.” “Mr. Enrique, happens that I have information about Miss. Maria Fernanda.” “Maria Fernanda? Who’s Maria Fernanda?” “I mean Isela.” “Oh! Isela, of course my dear wife. What happened to her?” “She’ll become Mr. de la Barrera’s wife soon.” Enrique stood up. “What?” “Mr. de la Barrera is going to propose to her at the amusement park.”

“It’s afternoon, Mama. Buenas tardes.” Josefina stood. She was as beautiful as I recalled, with big gold earrings, numerous gold bracelets, and wearing what appeared to be a long black coverup over a bathing suit. Mia on the other hand was reclined, looking uncomfortable as one could nearing her ninth month of a pregnancy. She waved. Rei walked us closer and spoke to his mother, “I know you’ve met Jasmine but not as my wife. This is Jasmine Roríguez.”

Her eyes shone as she looked at Aléjandro. “Bienvenida a casa,” she said. “Thank you,” I replied. “Something smells divine.” Aléjandro greeted her with a hug and returned his arm to my waist. “Viviana, this is mi esposa, Mia Roríguez. Mia, Viviana, the master of everything. I swear there’s nothing this woman can’t do.” He looked out over the living room.

“With this body? Oh definitely not. You’re joining.” She says when she finally lets me pull out of the embrace. What is it with people holding onto me so long today? “I’m sorry, who are you?” I ask in confusion while she goes through her phone with some sort of urgency. “My bad. I’m Rosalina Torres. Santi’s wife.” “Oh. Um… nice party ma’am.” I say quickly. She smiles widely. “Thank you sweetheart. It was all my lovely husband.” I nod. “Flattered that you would want me at your pool party but I…”

She assured her curious mind by telling herself that maybe she had seen him at her wedding. "John! How are you my friend? You have been out of country for a month now and.....ah Selena Mario? Hey! How you doing?" Ferris said gesturing to the couple. The next moment the girl flew into Ferris embrace squealing like a duck " Ferris baby! I missed you so much!" A gasp left Hazel Lincoln's mouth as she stared at the girl in her husband embrace who stick herself like a glue to him. Her husband embrace! Ferris was startled himself but managed to pat the woman's back slightly as he tried to back away. He glanced at his wife briefly who seemed to be calculating something far worse in her mind.

We are both laying on the sofa. My eyes flutter from her question. "Well... I don't---" I hold up my thought. I can't be with her. She is already someone's wife and of all the people it's the actor that I loved so much. "No, I can't. No... Why did I allow this? This is a mistake." I flinch when she picked up a strand of my hair. "I'm sorry so sorry you have to be in this awkward situation... Since I'm a married woman." She finally broke the silence.