Nate Bargatze Wife Novels & Stories

I made a subtle gesture toward the restroom, and Nate nearly choked on his drink. "Annie," he said, laughing under his breath, "you know we can't. We have to wait until the doctor clears us…" "We can't do everything," I agreed, leaning closer. "But we can… have a little fun." "Annabelle Bennett—sorry, Annabelle Carter," Nate said, shaking his head with amused disbelief, "talking about… fun?" "Of course," I replied, rising gracefully. "Because now, nothing is going to stop me from having fun forever… by my husband's side."

"Its okay Jana I understand. But where is my wife?" I was getting irritated because I haven’t seen my wife. I miss her so much. And also my baby Tanya. "And how long have I been here?" I asked. “One week.” She answered. My eyes widen. "Then where is my wife? If I have been here for a week then I’m sure that my wife is already here in the Philippines?” I saw her face started to get irritated. "Will you please stop looking for your wife because she's already gone?!" She said almost shouting.

Julian I was reviewing the quarterly projections when my office door opened without a knock. Nate walked in and closed it behind him with the careful precision of someone trying very hard to stay calm. "We need to talk," he said. I looked up from my laptop. "If this is about the Harrison Group situation, Marcus already…" "It's not about Marcus." Nate crossed to my desk and stood there with his hands in his pockets. "It's about your wife." Something in his tone made me close the laptop.

“You should see what Valerie’s wearing.” Ariah rolls her eyes. “You’re surprised?” “You’d think I’d be used to it by now,” Nate carries on. “But she never fails to shock everyone.” “How bad is it?” Celeste asks. “You know that rapper whose wife always wears skin-toned outfits that barely cover her boobs and butt?” Nate prompts. “The one who doesn’t wear shoes?” Celeste’s face scrunches up. “Wolfgang South? Isn’t his wife’s name Betty Sensory-something?”

Natasha can't believe the gut of those two people, she would need to find a way to get rid of them sooner or later, but for now. She has more important things to think and worry about. Good thing Old Zachary is coming back home, he can at least knock some sense into that son of his, who's bent on getting married to a low life. She was destined to be Tristan's wife and nothing in this world can change that. "Mom, look. It's Mr Zachary and that bitch." Natalie called the attention of her Mom. She can't believe they are hanging out together like that. What does that stupid girl think she is to him? His wife?

Nathan again answered diplomatically, but the questioners nodded in understanding. "Mr. Nathan, who is this woman who has won your heart? Is it a celebrity, model, academic, businessman, profession, or something else?" "Businesswoman," Nathan replied with a smile. "My wife is also the CEO of a technology company, formerly called AMC, Inc. Now rebranded as Nittany, Inc." "If you notice, Mrs. Wilson looks a lot like one of the famous chefs, Catherine Thompson. Is there a connection?" One of the reporters asked, which made Nathan smile, "Yeah, my wife is Chef Catherine's only daughter."

“Breaking news' ' the newscaster’s voice was heard all over, “the CEO of Avanti and one of the nation’s heartthrob, Nathan Hernandez has announced to the public that Mrs Bianca Baxter of B-clothing is his ex wife. Further delving into the details, even Mrs Bianca confirmed to have been married to the business tycoon which further leads us to the incidents from five years ago. Five years ago, we witnessed a series of events between Nathan Hernandez and a woman who he claimed to have shattered his life and even vowed to take revenge on her on live television. This leads us to a question, what exactly is happening?” The female newscaster went silent for a while then continued talking again,

“How can you be cool with him after what he has done to you? Do I need to remind you?” I shook my head. I hadn’t forgotten, I was reminded every single day. “Nate,” I sighed again. “Can we talk later?” My head was throbbing, I needed to rest for a bit. “No we can’t!” I hated when Nate was angry, it was almost like he wasn’t listening to me. Pacifying him wasn’t working. “I’m coming to this office now,” he hung up I sank into a nearby chair. The captions the blogs posted were vile. Someone said I wanted half of Zac company. Others said not only was I a husband snatcher but I was a gold digger.

With the evening breeze swirling around her, Natalie looked around restlessly, feeling a little awkward. Then, she heard Zane ask, "Where do you live? I'll send you home." Natalie turned her gaze to him, her expression suddenly turning serious. "Mr. Aetos, I've been married before, and I was once pregnant, too. Because of various reasons, I didn't carry it to term, but the fact remains that I have such a past."

“Mrs Williams, call me Mrs Williams.” “Mum come on that’s not necessary” “Natalie!” “It’s okay Natalie, well Mrs Williams, my name is Rebeca broom, both my parents are reverends and I have a degree in journalism.” “Your son and I have been together for two years now and yesterday we were celebrating our anniversary.” “Look at that mum, she’s perfect for Nathan not only is she educated but she’s also beautiful.” “Thank you Natalie, you’re beautiful too.” “Ah..I see, Well Miss broom did your boyfriend tell you that he’s now a married man? The girl that was seated here is his wife, Angela.”