Nathaniel Buzolic Wife Novels & Stories

After all, it was stated on her marriage certificate that her spouse's name was Nathan Hart. "I-I'm a little hungry, Mr. Zane. Please excuse me to go grab a bite," Abigail said as she rushed out of the private room like a track star. 'I can't handle a situation like that. It's better if the two of them talk it out without me there,' she thought. Ron watched as Abigail left and withdrew his gaze much later than Xander. "I envy you for having such a gentle and considerate wife who's also understanding, Xander."

“You’re crossing a line.” Nathaniel held my gaze. For a moment neither of us spoke. Then I said, deliberately, “Don’t say my wife’s name.” I warned. The word wife came out automatically, as if she was still mine. As if we weren’t in the middle of a very messy, very public divorce. Nathaniel noticed, and somehow that seemed to irritate him even more. “Your wife,” he repeated, “was treated like an inconvenience in her own home.” “That is not your problem.”

“Nathaniel Shaw, the richest man in the country is doing a soft launch with his supposed wife.” “Wife?” I frowned, my feet carrying me toward the group of women. “Who is this wife?” I couldn't stop the curiosity bubbling within me, couldn't wait for them to bring me the news. After all, Shaw Industries was my target. However, my phone buzzed, and I saw the news for myself. Nathaniel Shaw with a woman snuggled to his arm, as they retreated from the Shaw Powers tower building. The headlines were glaring, speculations were coming in. Everyone was scrambling to know who this woman was since we could only see her back silhouette. The attention was no longer on me, and I felt a sinking feeling, my

“Nothing yet.” David was instantly shocked as he shook his head. “By nothing yet, you mean you want something to happen.” “Yes, I do. I believe you understood what I said.” “But you know she is another man's wife. Heck! She is our brother's wife. What would you do that?” “They are not really together. Their marriage is a contract. When their contact terminates, she would be free.” “By free, you mean free to be with you.” “Yes.” “And what if Nathaniel should find out?”

Joseph directed his question to Nathan. "That I am," he grinned happily. "You seem way too happy to be called white trash," his smile never faltered. "I mean I have you and he doesn't, I'm the winner here" "Aw," I pulled him in for a deep kiss. "Ew guys get a room" one of them yelled. "We're already in a room," Nate groaned annoyed at being interrupted. I laughed at his antics. "Anyways I don't know if Nate told you this but my husband works for the FBI I'm sure he could help us with this Brian bitch"

Nathan leaned back against the chair, folding his hands together. “Nathaniel got married to a Russian woman about seven years ago. At first, everything seemed perfect. The business thrived. They had a daughter. Life looked golden from the outside. Then he met his mistress. A much younger woman. He left his wife and child behind without a second thought, thinking he was untouchable.” Allan’s jaw clenched, listening carefully.

but I thought if this is same than she will surely meet me and introduce herself even I she is my ishu she will definitely not call me everytime sir sir blah blah. I open my eyes and went toward balcony and stand up there. And see it's stars and moon but it's little cloudy and windy even why not it's monsoon season her favourite. I close my eyes there and feel that air that cold breeze so child her innocent face come. I thought my mom is very stubborn if she decided to marry me with someone I know she will but I don't what should I do umm my mind speak up "idea I tell the girl no to this marriage bcoz I love someone else and if you marry Me. I don't give that love you deserve. Which a wife w

I scoffed, "I am only trying to help your husband here. What do you mean not to touch him? Do you want him to die?!" "Are you a doctor? Why should I let another woman touch my husband?!" She fired back at me. Now I know where this is going. She's a jealous wife who wouldn't let another woman touch her husband even if he is dying. Damon stepped forward, "If you knew you could wait for an ambulance, why did you call for help? Why bother other people with your problems?!" "Well... I..." "Your husband is dying! She is a doctor trying to help you and your jealous self won't let it happen? You'll have no one but yourself to blame when he dies. Let's go sweetheart."