Olivia Cooke Husband Romane & Geschichten

Olivia "So, he's finally here." The doctor's voice broke the silence that had occupied the room for the past few minutes. I couldn't help but notice the amused smile playing at her lips as she and Logan exchanged a glance. She had wanted me to bring my partner along, and there he was, seated in front of her. "Yes," I replied, redirecting her attention back to me. "I see why you've been coming here alone. You didn't tell me that Logan Nero is your husband."

Noah's presence here had already stirred a commotion, and taking this drama outside would not do anything good for their reputation. "Come on, Olivia, don't be like that," Noah finally replied, his voice dripping with feigned concern. He took a step closer, and Olivia took an equal pace backwards. Noah smiled, before resting on the counter beside him. "I just wanted to see you, make sure you're doing okay. It's been a while, and what sort of husband would I be to not care for his wife.." Husband? Did he really just say husband? Olivia wondered, her eyes burning with confusion and hate. "Husband?" She chuckled mockingly. "You're sick if you ever think that you're still my husband. We're divor

My gaze was starting to become unfocused when I heard another brusque voice ring out, "Oh my god! I can't take it anymore. Let's go get some hookers." Another man said, "There's no need for that. Have you forgotten about Mrs. Court, the cook?" "Oh, right! She's curvy in all the right ways—I bet she'll make us feel good!" The third man happily ran out of the room after saying that. Mrs. Court? The image of a married woman who still had it going for her appeared in my mind. She was the plant's cook and lived next door.

Olivia said smiling happily and Dream nodded smiling brightly. They started eating the dinner that was prepared by Olivia and Lucas. Although they can hire a nanny, Olivia wanted to be a full time housewife for her children. She knew her husband, Lucas, can support their needs because, just like Kenzo, Lucas is a well known Engineer in and out of the country.

Olivia's Pov The kiss went harder and tighter, and my eyes closed as I savored his lips. When I stopped, Rico stared into my eyes with both shock and love, like he wanted to utter the word 'You never cease to amaze me'. "Hi, everyone. I am Olivia, Rico's wife" I introduced, reaching the males for a handshake and ignoring the lady. "Can I steal my husband for a moment?" I asked. "Yes. Yes," the men chorused and I took Rico's hand and dragged him from the living room to the kitchen.

I explained. Olivia tilted her head slightly to the side. “How is that possible? You just told me that you are married to Joshua Hensaw, one of the most—if not the most—influential businessmen in the city. I’m sure Marcus is going to figure that out after he sees you,” Olivia said, shrugging. “So…?” she drawled.

Was that not enough? When she first learned Cole and I were together, Olivia had rushed back to Baveloria and made a scene. He'd stood there stone-faced, swearing in front of me that he only saw her as a sister. But later, for this "sister" of his, he'd made me the laughingstock of Larklyn City. Henry's voice crackled with frustration. "The wedding starts in three hours. I've booked your ticket—get your ass here now! There are reporters camped outside waiting for a scandal. Have you considered how this makes Avery look?"

"Oh it's nothing much, Olivia here just—" "Adrian baby... I just decided to help Ria with some chores. She complained you subjected her to slavery, so I had to help my dear sister out, please don't be mad at her. I just couldn't stand here and watch my sister being treated like a slave in her husband's house." Olivia said, her voice filled with emotions. Husband? Why was Olivia calling him Ria's husband? Was Olivia still mad at him for getting married to Ria? Adrian's eyes darkened with rage, and he turned to Ria with a cold demeanor.

Damian's eyes widened as realization crashed into him in waves that would have sent him reeling, but he stood still, firmly rooted to the ground, and flabbergasted. Olivia, his ex wife, was actually the next heir to the powerful Arthur's group. She was the hidden gem that worked in secret alongside her uncle.

He hadn’t wanted this. Olivia was a one-night stand. Just like every other casual flings he’d had. The only reason why he had slept with her was because he needed to buy her father’s company and since her father was clever enough to perfectly cover his tracks for all the crimes he collected. Now that he got what he wanted, he didn’t want to have anything to do with her. Well, why should he? After all, he was married now. Married. The word reminded him so much of what had happened that morning and suddenly, an idea popped into his head. If she wanted to play cook why don’t he let her?