Natalia Dyer Husband Novels & Stories

… After hearing about Brian's car accident, Andre immediately sent a message to Nyla, but there was no response. An hour passed. Still nothing. A deep sense of unease settled in his chest, so he immediately called Damon. "Damon, I can't reach Nyla. I have a bad feeling something's wrong." Damon's voice was ice-cold. "I just got word from someone inside the estate. She was taken by a man named Darcy. Do you know him?" Andre's expression darkened. "Yes. He's from the Nixons. He's always been at odds with Emerald and supports Edward's illegitimate son, Vik. If he took Nyla, she could be in danger."

I sighed out lightly before speaking. “She's smart and reliable, why shouldn't I be fond of her,” I voiced out after several attempts of holding back my initial thought, it was my dick being fond of Nyra. “You should be grateful to have someone like her as your wife,” I added. Darian stared uninterestedly at me for a moment before speaking. “I can't stay married to a heartless woman,” he added. I was gonna speak but he cut me off before I did. “She really had me sleeping on the couch dad!”

Natalie smiled and looked at Gabriella. "Gabby, I'm not making things up. I'm telling you the truth." She sighed. "Back then, I offended someone while working, so I had to marry Hiram. Although Hiram was a good person, I didn't love him. Then, your dad came to see me …" "You cheated on him?" Gabriella bared her teeth and asked. Her voice trembled. Natalie didn't deny it. "Do you know who your dad is? He's Connor Bennett. He has a daughter. Her name's Hannah.

I see him all the time, almost everywhere: in huge street billboards, in the latest edition magazines, in newspapers, and even in television shows and commercials. It seems I wouldn't be able to forget his existence with destiny trying its best to remind me of him. I heard he had a rocky marriage with Natalia. He'd never been faithful to her during the first year of their marriage, and I pity the woman. But then she deserved it for stealing someone's husband. She'd been a mistress once; eventually, she turned out to be the present wife and was now in the same pitiful situation I was in before divorcing Grey. The telephone rang, jolting me out of my deep thoughts. Heaving a sigh, I turned awa

Aliyah was still trying to wrap her head around whatever it was that just happened when her door burst open, Juliet with a panicked and shocked expression came rushing to her. “Oh my! Did she hurt you?!” Aliyah's frown deepened, “No. Can someone tell me..” Her words trailed off as Juliet snatched the remote on the table and clicked on it, the television sprang to life. On it, are the same woman's pictures and somehow her husband's pictures were there too. “What is going on?” But her question was met with a very alarming headlines. **Shocking, Natalia Hayes is back! The billionaire, Romero Kingsley's ex wife.**

I wearily told Natalia. "At least have the decency to invite me in, Isabella," Natalia complained arrogantly and shouldered her way into the house. "Ava is not here, is she?" Natalia asked as she gingerly looked around before she made herself comfortable. Natalia was my husband's ex. They had almost married twice but each proposal fell through and they became some sort of business partners. She was a major shareholder at Renaissance. Ever since, she had been hanging around Damien both at work and at home.

he held Nayla's hand and patted the back of her hand. Taylor and Skyler remained at the mountains with Nayla, giving her the time to adjust to the news of her husband's past. It was already midnight and Skyler feeling worried for her walked to her, she was sitting on a rock nearby, looking up at the sky. Nayla was so hurt by everything said about her husband. She just couldn't believe it, no she just couldn't. She had accepted Nedan as her husband, and had also seen him as a gentleman when he came to seek her hands in marriage.

However, one thing still lingered. “Your husband…” Athan looked at Natalie carefully. “Cristian Cooper?” Natalie immediately turned to him. “Of course not.” Her answer was quick, almost reflexive. Athan was slightly surprised. “Not him?” Natalie shook her head. “I’m just a maid. How could I possibly be married to a young master like Cristian Cooper.” Her tone was calm, almost flat. There was no excessive emotional tremor. Athan observed her for a few seconds, then nodded slowly. “I understand.”

I mean, before this mess, Natalie and I were the picture-perfect couple. No matter how slammed we were, we always picked Yara up together. Natalie just stood there, clutching the papers like she couldn't decide if she was pissed or shocked. Pretty sure she didn't think I'd drop the bomb in front of a crowd. Then her ride-or-die, Tanya Daley, stormed up and slapped me. Hard. "Who hasn't played house with a doll?" she snapped. "You really had to go nuclear over this?" She wasn't done. "Natalie makes the money, runs the house, and literally barfed her guts out to have your kid.

Natalie and both of her parents sat on the couch. “Mr. and Mrs. Whitaker, I assume?” Dylan asked. The parents nodded without a word. “My name is Dylan, I am Logan’s divorce attorney.” “Divorce attorney?” Mrs. Whitaker said, looking at Logan. “But you just got married!” “How could you do this to our little girl?” Mr. Whitaker said. Natalie sat quietly, her legs crossed at the ankles, her hands primly in her lap. She was looking down at her hands, clearly nervous.