Natalia Dyer Husband Novels & Stories

Nate asked the question that was burning in my mind. "F*ck!" I threw the phone away once again in frustration, stepping on it until the screen broke to several pieces. I had no answer to his question. Just when I thought I had figured it all out, I found out that I'd been following the wrong lead all along. Nate sighed. "Does Dylan have a son who wants to take revenge or something?" I ran my fingers through my hair in frustration. "I've looked at it but no. He apparently has only two daughters who are happily married and living far from the States. His wife left him some years ago. I've checked her bio, she's not suspicious."

“Want to tell them who I am, dearest?” The mocking endearment seemed to break the spell surrounding her. Natalie gently pulled her hand free and pushed her honey blonde hair behind her ears. She looked cool and confident. “No, I would rather not.” The man’s eyes sparkled. Was it because she was sparring with him? I honestly couldn’t tell. “I would be more than happy to make introductions,” he began. “No,” Natalie interrupted. “Listen up everyone. This is Julio Cerone, my husband, and the head of the Italian mafia.” She leaned over to address Knox, “You might want to keep those handcuffs ready, Sheriff.”

Her mind froze, lost for thought. Danny came home to his parents and cried and spouted such nonsense? That's not the Danny Stanford that she knew! Natalie, then, said, "Last night was the happiest night for me and my husband because our son had finally come home, and soon with his wife and future child too." Her eyes glimmered as happy tears filled the pool of her eyes. Mira, finally, collected her senses and replied, "I am sorry for saying this, but everything is a misunderstanding. I have never agreed to marry him or bear his child."

“… and in a shocking twist, anonymous sources claim that Kehlani Castor, the mysterious wife of billionaire Alec Castor, may not be who she says she is…” My grip tightened on the wheel. Diana’s voice came through the phone. “Told you it was just the beginning.” I gritted my teeth. Natalie wanted a war? Fine. She was about to get one.

"Correct. Your husband. He’s one of the biggest investors and now controls the forest! He can convince his investor buddies to listen if a bunch of rogue wolves kidnap his beloved wife!" I had no choice but to tell the truth. "Too bad for you, you’re not as smart as you think. I already told you—you really should’ve done better research, Mr. Ryder. Ethan Darnell is no longer my husband!" Ryder’s sharp eyes locked onto mine. But... that wasn’t the reaction I expected. He didn’t even look surprised.

The whole hall turned silent after hearing the priest. Adrian looked at the woman in front of him. It had been two months since she marked him. She was not only his mate but also the love of his life. He smiled at her when he noticed she was nervous. "Yes, I do." Natalia bit her bottom lip as she averted her gaze away from Adrian. Her cheeks turned red when she heard his deep voice. "Do you, Natalia Hansley, accept Adrian Miller as your husband, Alpha, and your mate?"

he said and on the other end, his grandmother, Amanda, snatched the phone from Nyx. “Really, why doesn’t it look good?” she asked. “My mother-in-law is Bertha Hart,” he said and she paused. “Which Bertha Hart?” Nyx asked and he realized the phone was probably on speaker. “That Bertha Hart,” he answered. “Then your father-in-law is probably…” Amanda started. “James Grey,” he completed. “I thought your wife was a mortal,” Nyx said. “Mother-in-law seems separated from James Grey. For that to have happened, it seems something happened to James Grey all these years since he has not been seen in public,” he explained.

I begrudgingly helped. “And, oh, I’ve been thinking about this during the flight but…” Natalia put down the case and placed her hands on her hips as she darted a curious gaze at me. “You. You don’t know who her husband is, don’t you?” She didn’t need to mention a name. I already knew who she was talking about. I visibly paused and shook my head. “I don’t need to. There are a lot of guys better than me who deserve her more than I do. Besides, I’m hurt enough than I want to. I don’t want to hurt myself more by finding out who her husband is.”

“But, how is it that you were married to her all these years and didn’t even know what she liked to eat? That’s pretty pathetic for a husband…” “Ex-husband,” Adam corrected with a smirk. “What about you?” I snapped, glaring at Arlington. “Your pathetic pining for my wife from a distance, for years, has clearly gotten you nowhere. Talk about pathetic…” Arlington froze for a moment before smiling politely. “Not so distant, I admit.” “You are not the father of my child,” I replied, stepping aside for a nurse who had come down the corridor. “And neither are you, Adam.” “You’re sure of that?” Adam asked, crossing his arms. “How many times have you slept with Alice over the years? A dozen? Less?”

However, it was bad news. Unable to believe what she had heard, Natalie asked uncertainly after quite a while, "What? The Yeager Family doesn't agree?" "It's not really the Yeager Family. It's Yvonne's husband who doesn't agree." "Yvonne's husband? What do you mean?" "I mean her husband Silas Yin disagreed." When she was still in Bhutan, she had heard that Yvonne's husband's surname was Yin. It seemed that he did have that name. However, Natalie knew him only because he was Yvonne's husband. She knew nothing else.