Nate Bargatze Wife Novels & Stories

"I don't care if she is your real daughter or not! The only thing I care about is that she is my wife now and anyone of you don't get a fuc*** right to slap her let alone touch even a single hair of hers!" Mrs Hamilton looked shocked. Her head moving in a no as she approaches him. "Listen to me Son... please sit down!! At least hear-' "I will no longer sit down and get your respect when you dare to disrespect my wife!! Listen good Mrs Hamilton because I hate to repeat myself....her name is Elle Lockwood now and before you go around hitting my wife in my house in front of my staff....just remembered what I can do to your company with just a flick of my finger."

jacob reported. "Even better" Gabriel responded absent mindedly . "Tomorrow, miss Natasha will hold her wedding ceremony and she wished for her sister, your wife to attend the ceremony. I told her that ma'am would definitely attend the function". Gabriel nodded in silence and took out his spare phone then called Rain. Rain on the other side was eating while watching her favourite tv show. Her phone suddenly rung and she smiled then connected the call, " hello, this is miss purple speaking, how may i be of service?"

"You did what you had to do. But... don’t let your guard down. Something tells me Copperfield isn’t done with his surprises." I gave her a small, uncertain smile. "Don’t worry. I’ve got this." She grinned, shaking her head. "Let’s not think too much about it right now. You’re married, babe. That’s worth celebrating." As she grabbed a bottle of wine from the kitchen, my phone buzzed with a notification. I glanced at the screen, and my heart skipped a beat. David Copperfield married to a mystery woman no photos of her. I clicked on the headline, my stomach twisting as I read the comments.

Knight finds out about this, that man is surely going to jail. I turned around and headed back to the company, still processing what I had just witnessed. Earlier today, I’d been keeping an eye on her, waiting outside the Knight mansion for hours, hoping she would come out at least once, to shop, meet someone, anything but she didn’t. I finally asked one of the security guards, and he told me she always goes out every morning, which was strange. From everything I’d heard, she was supposed to be a stay-at-home wife. The guard gave me directions to the route she usually takes. But one question kept running through my mind, why would Mrs. Knight, the wife of a billionaire, leave the house witho

" After we got married, we ran every test trying for a kid. Nothing happened. I told her to take it slow. I even got her pricey meds to help. She quit after a few days. So she thought I was the problem? That I couldn't perform? Naomi's face went cold as she stepped up. I pulled her back. Talia smirked. "What? Hit a nerve?" I gave a small smile and shook my head. "Talia, I shouldn't have kept you tied to me. We're done. You walk away with nothing, pay back what you owe, and get out of my hotel." She lost it. "No way! Half of everything is mine—you're not taking it all!" I let out a short laugh. "If I want, you don't get a dime. But tell me—those two kids... whose are they?"

“Mum! I went to Nate's office from the airport, and his receptionist stopped me from going to his office. She said he wasn't in. As if that wasn't enough, I saw him coming out of the elevator. I walked up to him and reported her. He gave her a raise and made everyone clap for her for doing a good job." Clare huffed and sat on the couch. Elizabeth stayed quiet and was lost in thought, before she finally spoke up. “Nate has been behaving strangely for a while. The other day, when I took Vine to test your wedding gown out, I left and told Vine to have it packaged and delivered to the house. The shop attendant called to tell me she had walked in on Vine and Nate, hugging." “What?!" Clare stood

"Married for three and a half years, cheating for three. You've known Grace for four years. Does that mean you two were already seeing each other before the wedding?" "Mr. Jackel, you want a divorce but aren't willing to pay. Are you trying to force your wife out with nothing?" Nate looked horrified. He never expected that everything he had just said was being livestreamed across the internet. At that moment, Grace's screams pierced through the ward. "Get away from me! I'm not a mistress! I'm not! "The unloved one is the real mistress!" Nate froze. "Wendy! If you have a problem, come at me!"

the woman whispered, her face showing different emotions all at once as she tried to process what Nate had just told her "Most of his work were pretty confidential" "Was that why he rarely ever brought work home"? She asked and both Spade and Nate both nodded, she let out a deep breath, she was about to say something when they all heard baby crying from inside "I'm sorry, you're gonna have to excuse me, that's my child" she rushed out and they both nodded in understanding as she quickly got up and walked towards the door on their right that probably led inside. Nate took this time to really look around the living room, his eyes rested on the pictures on the counter close to the door the woma

Nina is silent. "Are you still there? Are you okay?" he asked. He's genuinely concerned about her. "Tell me." He could hear her sigh from the other line. "His wife died," she said initially. "Wife? Whose wife?" he asked. "His wife," she said. Nate realized who she was referring to and it made him more confused. "And now? What does that have to do with you or with us? What are you trying to tell me?" he asked in the most calm way possible but his voice begins to shake.

This was the most amazing day in his life and he was deeply thankful to his wife for it. Bela Grace Knight was born at 10.22 am, on a warm Sunday evening, she was weighing in at six pounds and twelve ounces and was eighteen inches long. Sarah came to the hospital to visit her best friend and she declared her to be the most beautiful baby that she had ever seen. She stayed with Riley for a few minutes and when she left. Riley fell asleep. Bruce held his daughter firmly against his chest while he watched the two women he loved more than anything else in this world. Who would have thought that one arranged wedding all those months ago could bring him everything that he had today? Call it fate,