Michael Scofield Wife In Prison Break Novels & Stories

Through the leaves, I can see Michael pleading with the men as they grab his wife from the group. Why are they taking her? She is already a mother of two boys! From where I hide, I see Michael trying to stop them, pulling at the leg of one of the men and begging for them to let her go. His wife, Cecil, screams for her husband as she trashes wildly in the grasp of one of the men. Michael is slapped across the face and gutted in his stomach by the man but still, he clings onto the man’s leg, desperately pleading for his wife’s freedom.

How could that be? Michael’s ex-wife was not only an elite lawyer, but she was also Wisteria, who had vanished for several years! F*ck! Ivan appeared to have realized something at this point and looked at Michael.

I already knew who it was, but Michael still replied. “My wife. Of course, I didn't know about that, and after losing them, I planned to retaliate when I found out the people behind their deaths. Unfortunately, they struck before I could.” A moment of silence passes. I can see how difficult it is for Michael to reveal this to me. My throat works as I await his next revelation. “They took me captive for three months and locked me in a water tunnel with sharks.” He grabs my hand, pulling it to his back. My fingers graze over his scars, my eyes closing as tears threaten to spill as the truth becomes very clear.

micheal said for Amanda to stand up. “I don’t know what you are talking about and the reason why am here, I have nothing to do with whatever reason you have to keep here, let me go or not my husband won’t let you go Scott free” Amanda firmly said looking at Michael who scoffed. “So Aaron McNair is married… secretive bastard” micheal shake his head looking at Amanda who kept starring at him. “That’s the aim dear, let him come looking for you. It just so saddened, you will be a widow at a young age. Handcuffed her” micheal said walking away.

They both exchanged glances before the first officer spoke. "She's a suspect....." "She's my wife and she's leaving now." He interrupted the officer. While the first office tried to argue, Michael simply grabbed the keys and unlocked the handcuffs. "Sir, we have footage of your wife entering the patient's room...." "I said she's leaving." His voice dropped, lower and colder- as if a silent warning before he pounced on the officer. "If you have any real evidence of my wife commuting the crime then send it over to my office. Otherwise, this conversation is over."

“Goodness, the patient is in bad condition. He’s hurt in many places and needs surgery, stat! Where’s his next of kin? We need his next of kin to sign for consent!” The passerby held up my phone and called one of the speed dial numbers. “Hello, are you Mr. Schultz’s wife? Your husband is in terrible condition, and the hospital needs you to sign for surgical consent. You need to get over here quickly!” Florence was annoyed by this. “How can you be so shameless, Tyson? Are you trying to pull one over on me by pretending to be hurt? I’m on vacation with Isaiah right now. I don’t have the time for your little tricks!”

And yes, I’m never going to let go of Aiden regardless of whatever happens. “I don’t know what you are talking about,” She lied. What she didn’t know was that Michael had already told me everything a couple of months back. And we’ve gotten to this stage because of his reckless game. “You think I wasn’t aware of everything he said to you? That he was married to me?” I stepped forward, standing beside Aiden, whose face lit up upon seeing me stand up for myself. “Well, news flash,” I smirked, “We are divorced. And Michael has been thrown behind bars for causing the accident that happened to me…” I paused.

I saw it in his eyes immediately. Michael tried pulling away again. “Let me go.” “No.” “Fernando.” “I’m not done talking to you.” “I am.” He tried moving againand this time my men stepped forward subtly, blocking his path. Michael looked genuinely offended. “Oh my God.” “You’re staying" I said plainly. “I am not your prisoner.” “You’re my husband,” I replied calmly. Michael looked ready to commit murder. “You really need to stop saying that" he said. “Why? It’s true.”

I had ask her with a cold voice. “ Find out yourself “ she replied to me feeling so relaxed and unbothered,like someone who felt like they were doing their job well. I reached out to the file on the table and grabbed it. Maria stood beside us like she was our qurddian angel. I opened the file. It contains the picture of Michael's missing wife. Me! I saw myself in my wedding dress that Michael had abandoned me to go be with his true love which apparently wasn't me. He had left me standing in the alter waiting for him.

Riccardo's wife yelled from afar immediately she set her eyes on me as she entered the hospital, and my heart sprang up with fear and pain because I knew the chances of Riccardo living were low beyond considerate. But something broke my heart more than anything, the fact that I was watching my Capo's wife sob in a pool of tears in front of me for a promise that was broken hurt me more. One of the things that held a famiglia together for a long time is trust, once it is broken a lot of things will go wrong. “Nisha, it's okay, hopefully he'll…..” I was trying to comfort Nisha when the doctor suddenly approached us shaking his head sadly.