Michael Scofield Wife In Prison Break Novels & Stories

"He was the same man I had married eight years ago, the same man you never had an idea about after you rebuked the relationship. The same man I stole your money and ran away from home for, the same person who cheated on me with my friend, divorced me, and sent me out. The same person I had Gladys for?" The room fell silent, the only sound the heavy breathing of Mrs. Scofield as she struggled to process the bombshell Electra had just dropped. Her face was ashen, her eyes wide with shock and horror. She looked like she had been punched in the gut, and Electra felt a pang of satisfaction at having finally revealed the truth. "What's... How's... What's possible?" Mrs. Scofield stuttered, her eye

"You're not just a victim. You're a survivor. And whatever you decide, I'll support it." Michael and Victoria were already in prison, their trials concluded months ago while we'd been focused on keeping our babies alive. Michael serving thirty years for kidnapping and assault, his obsession with Scarlet finally broken or at least confined to a place where it couldn't hurt anyone. Victoria serving twenty-five years for conspiracy and fraud, her fake pregnancy and manipulation exposed and punished. All the threats that had been circling us were neutralized, locked away where they couldn't reach us anymore. But the scars remained—in the way Scarlet flinched when someone knocked unexpectedly on

I screamed, my lungs burning as I reached my door. Why wouldn’t it open? My hands twisted the knob again and again. Too fast and hard, but it refused to turn. I looked back. Michael stood at the top of the stairs, one hand gripping the railing, the other pressed to his chest. His eyes locked onto me. “You’re stressing the fuck out of me,” he said. “Just be a good wife and stay there.” “No… no,” I stuttered, my whole body shaking. “I’m not going to let you kill me again.”

“You misled your wife, and under the Marriage Fraud and Coercion Act, your actions could be interpreted as entrapment. If you refuse to divorce her, there are legal consequences. Including fines, possibly jail time.” Jail time? I blinked. What kind of life is this? I slept with my wife. My own wife. And now I’m being threatened with prison? I glanced at her. She was calm, eerily calm. There was a fire in her eyes, but her lips remained pressed into a thin, quiet line. Her boldness was something else. I didn’t know what had changed in her, what gave her this strength, but damn, it was impressive. She was really doing this.

After a moment, she called again, "Honey, the washing machine is broken. Can you take a look at it?" When I didn't respond right away, she came in, clearly annoyed. "Marcus Lomas. I've been calling for you. Why are you ignoring me?" My mind was still processing what had happened. I couldn't believe my wife had tried to kill me just to be with another man. Felicia noticed my dazed state and quickly put on a concerned expression, reaching out to feel my forehead. I recoiled from her touch, my body shaking. She didn't seem to mind though and handed me a toolkit and the same black-handled screwdriver from before.

Killian Schmidt and Alexei Volkov were deadly poisons. “So, I think we are done for today. The most important things are sorted out, we can go through them tomorrow, I hope it’s alright with you Ms Morris?” I was still in my thoughts when I felt a hand on my shoulder. My sudden reaction was to jolt as I flinched. Tina’s eyes widened as she retracted her hand. “Oh, I’m sorry…I didn’t…” “Yes, we can continue tomorrow. Thanks for your time.” Tobias came to my rescue, carefully wrapping his arm around my shoulder and pulling me to his side, rubbing my shoulders with his palm, calming me. Only he knew the dread I had been through and the suffering of this upcoming marriage.

Ever since I resigned and became a housewife, I always delivered food to Jonathan when he had to work overtime, without fail. I would also cook extra food for his colleagues. After all, it was common for those who worked such jobs to have no time to eat. Besides, Jonathan had gastritis. “You’re a couple. Even if you argue with each other, you still need to live together.” Liam took a look at the necklace around Jonathan’s neck. There was a delicate ring attached to it. “I watched you two grow up together. Elena is a good person.” Liam stared at the ring and smiled.

He pleaded, "Sierra, I was wrong. Give me one last chance, please. Even if it's just for Finn's sake, give me one last chance. Let's get married again, okay? I'll spend the rest of my life making it up to you and him. I'm begging you. Please, say yes." I flipped my phone's camera, making sure all the viewers in the livestream could see him—full of regret, admitting fault, and practically groveling. "Michael, you'll never gain my forgiveness. Walking away from a chronic cheater like you is the best thing that's ever happened to me. Didn't you say you were madly in love with Lucy? What, you suddenly don't love her anymore?" Lucy stood off to the side, completely at a loss for what to do. Maybe

Because Liam—twisted, cruel, obsessive Liam—was wrapped around every part of my life like barbed wire. "Scarlett," Michael called out suddenly. "Don’t shut me out. I need to hear it. I need to know you’re ready." I swallowed nervously. "I... I will. Of course I will leave him." There was a pause. I could hear him breathing. "Then you should start packing your bags," Michael said. "Because I found the child." Everything in me went still. "What?" "The child is real. There's another woman. It's all true.”

Sharp‑eyed reporters immediately surrounded Spencer's residence, firing off vicious questions. “Miss Spencer, why did you join Bloom Haven? Weren’t you already married at the time?” “Miss Spencer, were you aware that this was illegal?” “Miss Spencer, do you think your husband will forgive you? Is there any man who could accept this?” Hailey was rendered speechless. She lost control in front of the cameras, squatting down and clutching her head as she sobbed. “Honey, please come back! I can’t live without you!” As soon as that video went viral, the internet went crazy. "Oh, now she remembers she loves her husband? When she was getting cozy with some other guy, did she even think about her hus