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Then, she glanced at her own username. 'Nathan Clemon's Original Wife'. These matching usernames... His avatar was a picture of her facing the sky with her hair down, while her avatar was a picture of him yawning. It was obvious that these avatars belonged to soulmates... It was too bad that Hilda could not remember anything at all and did not recall these photos too. Hilda had completely forgotten everything. For a moment, she stared at Nathan's Messenger and wanted to add him. However, she felt that she was coming on too strong if she added him now.

I was about to accept his hands when Ajax slapped his hand away. “Don’t touch her, man,” Ajax grumbled. I caught the glare on Ajax’s face as Phoenix chuckled, finding it amusing. “I see, possessive like me.” Sereia rolled her eyes, “Stop teasing him, babe. You were much worse last time.” Phoenix shrugged and the rest of the husbands just states their names to me. I know Snow and Eion, Sereia and Phoenix, Emma and Dax, Hannah and Leroy, Hira and Wave, and Isleen and Aiden.

I asked, and she nodded. "And the Alpha only gets married to the Luna, doesn't he?" I asked again, and her eyes brightened up in delight. "So if I am the Alpha and Iris over there is the Luna, what does that make us?" I arched a brow at her, and she giggled in understanding, exposing her missing teeth. "You are both married!" She clapped in excitement. "Iris is my wife, and I am her husband," I conceded.

I asked instead of saying the sharp retort on my tongue. She squared her shoulders. “I’m the Luna. The Alpha’s wife.” What?! Misty screamed inside me as I stood there, speechless.

I wrap my arms around her waist, “I want the world to know you’re my wife. If I gave you the job, you wouldn’t need those interviews. You are good enough to work here, Elanor.” Ellie places her hands on the planes of my chest, “I have mixed emotions. I don’t want to hide that I’m your wife, but at the same time, I want to prove I did it on my own.” “That’s why I kept you as Elanor Davidson, but I will gladly change it to Sturgis in the future.” I tell her. The elevator dings. Ellie pulls away, “I’ll see you at lunch Mr. Sturgis.” She gives me a wink.

Riko nodded to her son. “I, Hibiki Ryū Konishi, take you Yūri Aiko Hatake, to be my wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish; from this day forward until death do us part." Hibiki smiled, holding my hands in his. “The rings.” Riko nodded at her husband.

My father nodded. "I know this will likely not be part of the questions but let's see if you know. In the early period of Japan, it's known that the lords have multiple wives to secure an heir. But for Oda Nobunaga, he only had one wife. Who was she?" My father looked at me with a smile on his face. It's the first time I heard that Nobunaga had a wife. I didn't pay much attention to his personal life. I looked at my father and shook my head. "I-I don't know, father." I answered honestly. My father put his hand on my head.

The room erupted in laughter, a shared moment of joy and camaraderie among the staff. Ariana's smile widened upon hearing Mateo refer to her as his wife. It was a delightful surprise, surpassing her expectations of being called his girlfriend. The weight of the term 'wife' carried a deeper significance, making her feel cherished and loved. Her heart fluttered with joy and contentment as she looked at Mateo, her eyes shimmering with affection.

she asks with sadness, looking towards my wife but why is she calling Saanvi Tanya? "I will explain all of this to you later," my wife whose real name I still don't know, looks around with hesitation and whispers in my ear. I frown and look at her confusingly but with the crowd around us, I feel it best to not question her here itself. "So, I have a niece now?" my wife screams with so much excitement that it is hard to believe that she couldn't even stand a few hours ago. Akshit nods at her, smiling at her behaviour and I feel a small pinch of jealousy flare inside me. I wrap my arms around my wife's waist and hold her close to me. She either ignores it or doesn't notice it but Akshit looks

A week ago, the news broke that I'd filed a lawsuit against my wife of more than 20 years, Hazel Cooper, the woman who had shared my bed and my life for over half my adulthood. From that moment on, I became the neighborhood's favorite villain. Everyone called me the heartless man who had climbed his way to success and abandoned his wife and child without remorse. In their eyes, Hazel was flawless. She'd married me when I was poor and struggling. She never complained, even when life was hard. She cared for my sickly mother until her final days. She raised our son almost entirely on her own and turned him into a top student, the kind every family boasted about.