Negan Wives Novels & Stories

After Eman left: , "Speak up. If I don't like what you have to say, I'll deduct your salary." Andy seemed to regret his boldness, but his curiosity is killing him, so he mustered up the courage to ask. "Sir... Who is Nathalie Andeza? Why does she share the same last name as the owner of Andeza's Enterprises, and who is she to you?" Nigel's furrowed eyebrows suddenly relaxed, his eyes softened. "Nathalie is the only daughter of Uncle Armando, and she's..... my ex-wife." After saying that, he left his assistant and headed towards the elevator, where Eman was waiting.

Kyla stroked Naneth’s back to calm her down. Naneth rearranged herself, and they went back to Miguel. They see that Robin and Gio are gone as well as Dominic. But Miguel was still there. “I’m sorry, Miguel, for what happened earlier. I didn’t expect them to come. Our meeting was ruined.” Said Naneth. “It’s okay Naneth. I just have a question. Who are Robin and Gio?” Naneth couldn’t answer right away, but she told him that. “Robin is my ex-husband, but we don’t have children. I’m not happy with our marriage anymore because I don’t love him the reason we got married, whatever that reason is just me,” Naneth explained.

"I can't even do that. The King can't know this part of me. He's going to know I'm the woman he's been seeing in the woods." She put on her lenses again, and laid on the bed. Few minutes later, she drifted into deep sleep. ***************** Negan walked up the stairs, a frown on his face. As he got closer to the door, he knew immediately that someone had invaded his privacy. He got closer to the door, and realized he was right. His door was slightly open. He grabbed the doorknob, pulled the door opened, and walked in. On his bed was seated Winter, her legs crossed.

Isabelle Brown – car accident. Previous wife of a Hartley cousin – “suicide” by overdose. Another – missing, presumed drowned during a yacht trip. And so on. At least six women over three generations. All connected to Hartley men. All their assets eventually transferred to the family trust. Aria’s hands started to shake. “What is this?” she whispered, scanning the list again and again. Her breathing quickened. Panic rose in her chest like bile. “This can’t be a coincidence.” Elena reached across the table and gently closed the folder.

Damien 137. I had heard enough of what these two insane women were talking about. I hated how they both looked at me as if they knew something I did not. I hated that I did not know any of their angle or what ever the fuck they were up to. As soon as my wife resigned, things have been rather confusing. Natalia had a problem with letting go and it was beginning to get on my nerves. Camilla was not who I thought she was and I kept feeling like I had been played for a total fool.

Then, he started to laugh without warning. After just a few days apart, his wife had grown quite a temper. She actually dared to threaten him. Unable to wait any longer, Nevaeh snapped at Zayne again. "Zayne! What are you standing around for? Throw her out!" Zayne remained motionless. He answered to Lucian and Lucian alone. Not even the legitimate wife of Muller Group had the authority to order him around, let alone Nevaeh, who wasn't even officially part of the Muller family yet.

Toying with a dagger out of nowhere, Lynne said offhandedly, “Ray, she’s a cheater. Sheh did you dirty. Should I carve her for you? Krystal’s knees buckled, and she knelt before me. “Ray, we’ve been married for seven years. Think of what we once meant to each other…” I kicked her down. “Don’t talk to me about feelings. Seven years of marriage, yet you stood by as your father struck me, and your lover humiliated me.” She hung her head low in shame. “Ray, I made a mistake. I wanted a child so badly that I believed his lies. It won’t happen again… “Ray, the family legacy rests on my shoulders. I needed an heir. Surely, you can see where I’m coming from.”

I ran out of strength and lay still, staring up at the ceiling. "Never thought I'd end up being called the other man online. I'm begging you. Just let me go. Go back to your family." She shook her head, the words spilling out. "I'm divorcing Randall. Once you're better, we'll get married. You'll be my only husband." A laugh slipped out before I could stop it. "I don't want that anymore. I'm not marrying you." "What about our kid?" she shot back, her voice rising. "We have a baby together. Don't you want him to have a real family?"

"Have you ever seen a bloated corpse? Do you know what a crushed skull crawling with maggots looks like? I saw one from a distance once, and I had nightmares every night. I could barely drink water. But to get away from you, Wrenn spent every day around bodies like that! "Danny, I know you hated me for using my husband's sacrifice to pressure you into marrying my daughter. But if you didn't want to, you could've said so. If you didn't love her, you could've said so! Why keep another woman in your heart and still refuse to let my daughter go? "She had your child. She ran your whole household for years, and all of you looked down on her because she didn't have much education. Your entire famil

Elena hated him a little for that. She hated herself more for not walking away. Adrian opened the contract, turning it toward her. “Twelve months. You appear publicly as my wife. You move into my home. You attend events when necessary. You don’t ask questions about my family, my past, or my private business.” “And in return?” “I clear your debts tonight. Your mother is moved to a private specialist by morning. At the end of the year, you receive two million pounds.” The diner seemed to tilt.