Paul Heyman Wife Novels & Stories

She said, “Think about if carefully, Michael. Among the people present here, no matter who it is, as long as I hand over the list, Aitairy will be completely ruined in the domestic market. You will never recover.” “Before the divorce, I am still your wife. I am Mrs. Hall. After tonight’s banquet, I will also move into your house. I want to see my daughter anytime. You don’t have to agree to my terms.” Helen’s eyes swept around the room and finally stopped on Jessica’s group.

She was still thinking about this when the nurse spoke again, “I heard something else just now too.” “What is it?” Sarah’s recent source of information had been the nurse, and naturally, she asked her about it. “It’s about the Secretary’s wife. A friend of mine, Ms. Lane, has recently been taking care of someone who works for the government. Apparently, the Secretary’s wife has been dead for days.”

She asked taking delight in watching her pitiful expression. “Well…I already know the answer, dear cousin. He never cared the shit about you. You are nothing to him and you will never be. so, the thing is that he is married now and even if it is not to me but I am glad that you are going to feel like I felt when you made him leave me with my kid. Oh …..I am so glad that he didn’t end up with you “ Caroline said with a smile. “Yeah …that is right. He still left. He could never love you. What are you bragging about? “Paula said feeling a bit better learning that Wesley was married to someone else.

, she said giving her side hug while Farha joined too making a big smile appear on her face. On the other hand, Karan glared at Riya after his wife left while she casually walked toward the bar counter pretending as if nothing happened. In long strides he walked to her and grabbing her arms he dragged her to the side. "What the hell is your problem?", he questioned through gritted teeths. "Problem? Which problem? Everything seems okay. I must say you did a good decoration to this hall and to.your wife", she said with a smirk. "How dare you..", she stopped him.

“Only heard of his ex wife, he once had a wife and that was a past.” She shrugged apathetically. “Fortunately I'm still the only one he loves.” “Maybe?” “Tell me, did he pay you to pretend to be his wife? I know Richard would do anything to have me back, just tell me the truth darling. I promise I'm not going to tell a soul.” Charlene stifled the urge to laugh. She noticed that Henrietta was trying not to break down but her voice was about to fail her. “Pay me? That's ludicrous.”

I remarked. "Thats something they have in common then." I raised a questioning brow. "What do you mean?" He hesitates for a bit then speaks up. "Well, you would have found out sooner or later anyway," he paused. "Paul tells this story to everyone because he thinks it's hilarious. You see, he had three wives–" "Definitely unlucky in love," I interrupted, cutting him off. He chuckled. "That's not the unlucky part. Paul's first wife ran off with a stripper. They met at her best friends bachelorette party and instantly fell in love."

He instructed. "Pls look after grandfather for me, I'll visit soon" she said as she planted a kiss on his cheek before slipping through the back door. *** "You and your daughter have decided you both don't want me in your life right? What makes you think you can just send me those divorce papers, huhh" Paul's wife, Grace yelled. Paul dragged his wife by the arm aggressively, "Why are you making a scene, huhh? Don't act like you didn't see this coming" he said with a fierce look in his eyes.

Cassy couldn't finish her words as she saw the bread that Alicia had ordered "Ehh??? You still loved Cheese Bread!!!" Cassy couldn't contain her happiness seeing her in the table and Infront of her is the bread that she used to love in the past "And anyways,Ali, Baby....I know that you two had met in the past but because of your memory loss that you can't remember him at all, anyways...this is Paul Hawkins, my future Husband"Cassy introduced, She stood up from her seat and gave Paul a smile, her best friend's future husband "It's a pleasure on meeting you Mr. Paul, and I hope that we'll be good friends in the future"she told him as he could only smile

“Mr. Sturgis has already been notified. I have been told to remove you by force and have you detained until police arrive if you don’t cooperate.” “Please, let me see my granddaughters.” Candice pleads. “I won’t say a word to Elanor.” “I cannot let you do that,” Paul says coldly. “I understand.” She pulls out an envelope from her pocket. “Please give Elanor this letter. I was planning to give it to her husband. I didn’t know she would be here.” Candice leaves without another word. Paul hands me the letter, “Do you want this or should I throw it away?”

He placed the phone to his ear, praying he had the courage to tell his wife what was happening. "Who's this?" She asked. "It's me, honey. I have to tell you something." "What?" Her voice sounded dire. Can I go on? "It's about Ema, She fell unconscious..." "What!" His wife's voice rang repeatedly in his ear, "What happened to her?" "The doctor said she has a brain lesion apparently from her accident and it might be healing so—" "So what?" "Her memories are coming back." "What? No! We'll lose her." She was hysterical.