Olivia Cooke Husband Novels & Stories

“Regardless, he was very much my husband and my mate the night you were shamelessly flirting with him.” Olivia giggled, but it was somehow full of venom. “I’d tease you about being jealous, but it turns out you had something to worry about after all. What’s your ex-husband’s new mate’s name again – Eva, is it?” I leaned against the threshold of the door, feigning casualty, when in reality I was bracing myself against a wave of dizziness. “What do you want, Olivia?”

Everyone was still quiet, as the chef served the food, I was looking at my grandma who wanted to use her eyes to rip off my clothes I know she wanted to ask about Lucas. I was just pretending to have something important that I was doing on my phone when my Dad finally decided to shatter the moment. “Olivia, why is your husband not here?

Olivia yelled back at her. When she realized what she did, she apologized. “I am sorry, I didn't mean it. The scars are half from my childhood and my husband ” “Husband?” She gaped in surprise. When did Olivia get married? Who was her husband? Why was she not told? Numerous questions ran through her mind concerning the piece of news she heard now. “When did you get married? How come you did not tell me? ” Alexa questioned. “Nine years ago, I got married to my biggest life mistake. We got married because of my father's incredible debt.”

Olivia. A successful CEO and owner of several major companies. Her appearance was, as always, elegant—her hair neatly pinned up, her lips painted a deep maroon. But today, her eyes were different. Not as sharp. There was a flicker of emotion every time her gaze fell on the figure stumbling along the sidewalk across the street. Hunter Jackson. Her ex-husband. ---

“Yes. She was going on and on about how she was completely satisfied and she really enjoyed herself. This guy really did a number on her. She was glowing, she had a smile as long as the Nile River.” I smiled hearing Olivia had a great time with me. Even though I was getting the feedback from my Mom without her knowing. I felt bad for Olivia having to walk in on her husband cheating, but I’m glad I was able to take her mind off of her issues. I wanted to call and check in on her but I didn’t want to bring up any feelings that she hasn’t let go of just yet with her husband. “Oh, well it sounds like she had a great time.” I scarfed down another forkful of food.

“A group of men barged into our house and tied the three of you up? They didn’t do anything and left?” After listening to Yvonne’s depiction, Kingston sounded more disappointed. “Yvonne, do you really think I’m an idiot? How could you make up such lies?” “Dad…” “Yvonne, listen to me. I know you youngsters are more open-minded these days; more creative with things and stuff. But, please keep in mind that you’re the heiress of the Young family. Also, Darryl has a wife.” With that said, he closed his eyes and shook his head, “Lily, too. How could she allow her husband to do such a thing?”

in Ava’s circle left her. Don’t get it wrong. Olivia was one of the first to abandon the ship. But that’s how Ava knew Olivia would be one of the first to turn with the wind if she could turn Sebastian around. And that’s happening tonight. “Who is this?” The guy standing by Olivia’s side asks tauntingly, apparently knowing Ava’s face. “And who are you, if I may ask?” Ava tries to restrain the vile in her voice. “This is my husband. He is a director, working for the Nest.” Olivia shrugs with a wave of her hand casually, introducing, “Nick, this is Ava Knight, your boss’s wife…I believe.”

And I hugged her tightly, sniffing the baby smell, which immediately relaxed me. "Here, if you're going to take one, then you can take the other too." My arms were immediately occupied with two ten-month-old sleepers, which began to pull on my hair, nose, and ears. "You must be Abbie, nice to meet you." Olivia politely squeezed Abigail's hand, who was staring at Mark completely dumbfounded. "I'm Mark, Olivia's husband and the proud father of those two devils,” he commented, hugging her affectionately, "I'm glad you were able to get out of that place, I hope you get to settle in New York."

“It’s Olivia. Olivia Brookes.” The name struck me like a physical blow, making me stagger back. “What?” “You’re my wife, Olivia,” Kellan said, his voice breaking. Wife? I stared at him, the world tilting beneath me. He took another step forward, his hands reaching out to steady me before thinking better of it. "I know this sounds insane, but it's the truth. Carl has been lying to you. You're not Amanda Dawson. You're Olivia Brooke, my wife. We were happy, Amanda. We were in love. And then you disappeared. I thought I'd lost you forever."

Alex said. "Are you my husband?" Olivia said and Alex was silent, he just looked into the eyes of the girl in front of him. “Gosh, you can't even answer that,” Olivia said. "I'm the father of our baby, of course, it's my duty to accompany you, I also want to see it grow in your stomach," Alex said. The sound of a phone was heard, this time it was Alex's phone, he took his phone out of his trouser pocket and yes it was Carol, of course, his wife was looking for the whereabouts of her husband who had suddenly disappeared.